Drifting Towards You

I listened carefully every year, but after a while, I got up and stared at the screen.

After confirming that he saw Su Xiangwan's face, he would lie back obediently again, but it won't be a few minutes, again.

Su Xiangwan's voice was a little choked.

Some time ago, she discovered that the child was less and less talkative and his personality became more withdrawn, so she no longer cared about Han Che.

I have to accompany him to video for an hour every night, watching him fall asleep before he will give up.

Year after year, it was like having a little secret. When it was time to go to bed every day, I ran back to the bedroom by myself, locked the door, and let no one knock on the door outside.

I don't know how long it took, and there was no movement year after year, and Su Xiangwan slowly stopped.

Turning his head and looking out the window, he let out a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Xiang Yi called, but she was a little surprised.

Xiang Yi and her are usually contacted once every three days, but now it is only the next day, why did his phone call come over?

Could it be that... Mu Beiting woke up?

Su Xiangwan suddenly thought of calling his father twice every night.

When she answered the phone, her voice couldn't help being a little rushed: "Xiang Yi?"

"It's me." Xiang Yi said slowly.

"Is Mu Beiting awake?" Su Xiangwan's voice was a little excited.

Listening to the joy in her voice, she hesitated for a moment when she reached her mouth.

Would she be so happy if he knew he didn't remember her when he woke up?

There is even another woman accused of being his wife. Will she feel sad? Will it affect the child?

Before he could respond, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but eagerly said: "Xiang Yi? Are you listening?"

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"Is Mu Beiting awake?"

Xiang Yi slightly clenched the phone in his hand: "No."

Su Xiangwan was in a daze, and couldn't help but feel lost. He whispered softly, "I thought... I thought he was awake."

Xiang Yi was silent.

At this moment, he was standing downstairs in the hospital. Since knowing that Mu Beiting was awake, Mrs. Mu had not allowed him to see him again.

But he had to tell him that his wife was not Meng Xiaolan, but a woman named Su Xiangwan.

Su Xiangwan adjusted his mood and reminded himself that he was a pregnant woman.

"What's wrong?" Su Xiangwan said softly.

"No, just thinking that you are about to give birth and want to be by your side."

Su Xiangwan's heart warmed: "Well, I will be born in more than two months. This baby is more stable than the previous one. But you still don't come here. Xiang Ling can't take care of you, so I will go back soon. Up."

Xiang Yi was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Su Xiangwan couldn't sleep.

Planning to have a good chat with Han Che tomorrow.

If she doesn't talk to him now, she doesn't seem to get more information.

The next day, early morning.

Su Xiangwan still got up very early, watered the flowers in the yard outside the window, cut a few well-grown flowers, took them back to the room and put them in the vases.

Not long after, Han Che pushed Han Mu out.

After Su Xiangwan greeted the two of them, they had breakfast together.

After breakfast, the servant pushed Han's mother out to bask in the sun, while Su Xiangwan looked at Han Che and said warmly: "I want to talk to you."

Han Che stared at her for a while, then twitched the corners of his lips: "What do you want to talk about?"

Immediately, the two sat down at a small white round table.

On the round table is a set of European-style tea sets and a vase, in which there are flowers arranged by Su Xiangwan in the early morning.