It seems like I have traveled through time and space for tens of millions of years.

The dream seems so unreal.

Lin Que even thought that he missed his mother too much.

So much so that hallucinations appeared.

But the hallucination came so real and strong again.

So much so that he raised his head stiffly and saw the woman standing at the stairs, looking at him with a smile—

The heart has a second stagnation.

With a bang, the cake that was originally carefully held directly hit the ground.

It made a dull sound.

Immediately afterwards, his little heart began to rush out of his throat, fighting violently and beating.

Jiang Ci, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound.

He ran out in shock, "Lin Que, what's wrong with you, are you falling..."

Sound silence, sound stuck.

If it's left, it's completely stagnant.

The father and son, one in front and the other in the back.

Jiang Ci was wearing an apron and a kitchen knife in his hand.

Two pairs of eyes were staring at the woman in a light long dress at the entrance of the stairs.

It's as big as open.

Lin Mo's eyes started from standing there and listening to them just now.

It's always been red.

At this moment, the tears that were spinning seemed to be stimulated, and in an instant, they all rushed out.

She cried and laughed, her face was still very pale, holding on to the railings at the stairs.

He spoke to the two people standing there stupidly.

"Sorry, I've kept you waiting for a long time..."

...

Two years.

Hundreds of days and nights.

How many hours?

Jiang Ci can no longer count it.

He only knew that the first thing he did when he woke up every day was to take a look at the person beside the bed, whether he had woken up.

Before going to bed at night, did the person beside the bed say good night to him?

As a result, he seemed to have developed a habit.

Every day I say good morning and good night to a puppet who seems to never wake up.

It doesn't matter if you don't get a reply.

He told himself that one day there will be a reply.

Yi Xu once asked him, "Are you afraid of sleeping when you are always holding a cold and speechless person?

At that time, he felt that he might have only really tried love.

I only realized what oneness is.

He is not afraid.

He even felt a kind of peace of mind.

He hoped that he could embrace her in his arms than not seeing Lin Mo every day.

Over the past two years.

At the beginning, he always believed that Lin Mo would wake up.

Until it goes down day by day.

Even Aunt Chiyo said, don’t wait.

She may never wake up.

He did not give up either.

After the tension is gone, the rest is endless waiting.

He waited.

Five years.

ten years.

Twenty years.

He can wait for a lifetime.

Lin Mo will not wake up for a day, and he will not die for a day.

He would not allow himself to die.

If that happens, Lin Mo would not be able to see him one day.

She can take poison again.

With such determination to burn the boat.

Jiang Ci waited for two years.

finally--

He heard the sound he had been thinking about for two years and surrounded him again.

So deep, yet so unreal.

The kitchen knife in his hand hit the ground at his feet.

Lin Mo was shocked and hurriedly wanted to go down.

But the body is too weak.

He staggered and fell down the stairs.

Two shadows.

As fast as lightning.

The one behind is faster.

A phantom shook out and quickly supported her.

Jiang Ci stared at the person he was holding.

He was dreaming for a moment, fearing that he would blink.

until--

The slightly cool touch on the lips was pressed on.

The sound was shattered between my lips, "I'm back, you didn't dream."

"I'm back, Jiang Ci."
Chapter completed!