The gentle music echoed in the bedroom.
The sa scene played out repeatedly in the bedroom.
Little Zun Zun and Little Sheng Sheng crawled around on the bed.
Their eyes exchanged so ssage that the adults couldn’t understand.
It seed to say: Daddy is directing and acting out the scene again.
"Mr. Gu Shaocheng, do you take this woman to be your wife, to make a marriage vow with her? To love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and be faithful to her till the end of your days, regardless of illness, health, or any other reason?"
"I do."
"Miss Zhou Chenxing, do you take this man to be your husband, to make a marriage vow with him? To love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him till the end of your days, regardless of illness, health, or any other reason?"
A tender voice suddenly rang out: "I—do."
Little Zun Zun suddenly mischievously blurted out these two words; he saw their daddy’s eyes suddenly light up like fireworks, and he plunged headfirst into Little Sheng Sheng’s little belly, laughing heartily.
The little guy couldn’t form complete sentences yet, but those three simple words coming out of his mouth sounded just like a jingle.
Little Sheng Sheng covered his eyes with his hand, unable to watch: Daddy fell for it again!
Gu Shaocheng suddenly realized, glaring angrily at the two mischievous little ones, with a serious face: "Zun Zun, are you asking for a spanking again?"
Little Zun Zun lifted his head, showing two innocent big eyes, eyes that were the spitting image of his mother’s, as he crawled up and covered his little bottom: "No spank... no spank... it hurts... hurts..."
The scene was so familiar.
Gu Shaocheng’s mind drifted back a few years; back then, Chenxing did the sa, showing her innocent big eyes and covering her butt, refusing to let him lay a hand, and suddenly his heart tightened. He looked at the sleeping girl, complaining: "Girl, look, your two sons are ganging up to bully now!"
Little Sheng Sheng protested: Mommy, Daddy is talking nonsense; I’m clearly just a bystander.
Also, Daddy is truly so boring; every morning, he recites these few sentences. Is it because he can’t rember them that he recites them every morning? What do these sentences even an?
Little Sheng Sheng pondered, touching his little nose, a multitude of question marks popping up in his mind.
No rush, no rush, I’m still young. I’ll surely know what they an soday.
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Ti flows like water, never to return.
In the blink of an eye, it’s been two and a half years since Chenxing fell into a deep coma!
At this mont, it was still half past six in the morning, and Gu Shaocheng was still sound asleep. Little Zun Zun and Little Sheng Sheng had already opened their eyes, the two little ones waking up simultaneously with tacit understanding.
Little Zun Zun whispered: "Sheng Sheng, did you ask Uncle what Daddy recites every morning?"
Little Sheng Sheng put on a thoughtful expression, "It’s definitely a spell."
"What kind of spell is that? A spell to wake Mommy up? Ba La Ba La Little Magic Fairy? (⊙o⊙)"
Little Sheng Sheng shook his head, "Even more powerful than Ba La Ba La Little Magic Fairy."
"But Daddy recites it every day, and Mommy doesn’t wake up! Why does Mommy sleep all the ti? She’s such a lazybones; I’m almost not liking Mommy anymore because she doesn’t wake up to play with ."
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