Boss, your three little ancestors are back

"very nice."

The more Bo Sichen looked at this photo, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but put his hand on Wen Shiwan's shoulders, kissed her forehead, and said with a smile: "Wanwan, from now on, you are my wife, and I will treat her with kindness." Live your life responsibly."

Wen Shiwan smiled when she heard this, looked at his face seriously and said, "This is what you said, you must be responsible for my life from now on, and you are not allowed to break your promise!"

"Well, never break your word."

Bao Sichen lowered his eyes and looked at her face tenderly. At this moment, the thousands of stars in the sky were not as bright as the light in his eyes.

The sun shines on them, as if at this moment, the love between the two has been witnessed and recognized by God.

They feel very happy.

Really, very happy.

……

hospital.

Since Song Wenpei came to persuade her last time, Yun Shiyao has also started receiving chemotherapy.

Wen Daomin was in the hospital, taking care of her every step of the way.

He felt that the food prepared by the hospital was not nutritious enough, so he went home to cook in the morning, noon and evening, and brought it over in a thermos bucket.

On weekdays, Yun Shiyao sometimes felt sore, so he would personally massage his wife's body and take care of her until she was docile.

Despite this, they remained silent.

Emotions are like a mirror. Once there is a crack, it is difficult to break it and put it back together.

Occasionally, Wen Daomin would wait for Yun Shiyao to finish his meal, put away the dishes, then take a book by himself, sit on the sofa next to him and read to himself.

Yun Shiyao was lying quietly on the hospital bed, looking at Wen Daomin.

I saw him push up his reading glasses from time to time, turn a page of a book from time to time, and take out a notebook to take notes from time to time.

He seemed to be immersed in the world of his own learning and enjoying it.

Yun Shiyao couldn't understand why her husband was still studying at this age?

Finally on this day, Yun Shiyao couldn't help but chat with him and asked, "Do you love learning so much? At such an old age, do you still have any curiosity about the world?"

Wen Daomin came back to his senses and looked at his wife, who seemed to be stunned for a second before he realized that his wife was actually talking to him.

After all, they haven't communicated with each other for a long time.

At this moment, Wen Daomin put down the book, stood up and said: "Learn as you go, there is no end to learning! A person can only live for a few decades at most, but the ocean of knowledge has been accumulated for thousands of years, not to mention that there are still domestic Foreign…”

"How are you? Are you feeling unwell again?" As he spoke, Wen Daomin came to Yun Shiyao's bedside and asked with concern.

Yun Shiyao shook her head, supported her body and lay down half on the bed, looking at the sunshine outside the window, feeling suddenly yearning.

"Would you like to go out with me to bask in the sun?" She said, "I haven't seen the sun for a long time. If I don't go, I will get moldy."

"Row."

Wen Daomin nodded, then helped Yun Shiyao stand up and walked through the cold corridor to the sunny courtyard.

Perhaps because the weather was nice, many patients came out to bask in the sun.

These patients include all kinds of men, women and children. They are uniformly wearing hospital gowns. Some are sitting on benches to bask in the sun, some are sitting in wheelchairs talking to their families, some are standing under trees admiring flowers, and some children are squatting. Play marbles together on the floor...

In the face of illness, everyone is equal.

The disease will not spare someone just because they are young, nor will it let them live just because they are beautiful. The disease will not take away those lonely old people who have no children, and they will wait every day without hope. People who die may wait for several years.

Under a tree, there are two beautiful children, they are whispering.

"Are you going to have surgery? How long does the doctor say you can live?"

"I'll have an operation tomorrow! I don't know how long I can live. I'm afraid of pain, but my mother told me that I'll be here as soon as I close my eyes."

"But last time, my grandpa passed away as soon as he closed his eyes."

"Your grandpa is very old. I am only six years old and you are only seven. We will be fine!"

"Hmm, let's pick some flowers and go back later. I'll give you a flower basket before you have surgery tomorrow."

"it is good!"

In front of a stone table, two elderly people were playing chess.

One of them smiled happily, "Hey, I'll eat it! Old Five, look at your chess skills. You are destined to be unable to beat me at chess in this life!"

"Hey, I won't play anymore! You secretly play that treacherous chess game every time. I've had brain surgery and I'm stupid. It's not like you don't know, so you know how to bully me!" Lao Wu waved his hand and asked. Stand up.

The other person became anxious, "Oh, don't go, Lao Wu. I won't be able to hold on in two days. The doctor said I'm recovering now. Please hurry up and stay with me again! In the worst case, I'll let you go."

"Okay! I'm really convinced by you. You act like I can survive this week."

Lao Wu sat down again, and the two old men continued to play chess.

There are also loving couples standing under the tree. The girl's face is pale, looking at the boy she loves most.

"When I die, you must remember to find a girl who is gentler than me. I have a bad temper and make you suffer."

The boy's eyes were wet with tears, "Silly girl, I will only be with you in this life. If you leave, I will never marry anyone else."

The girl was moved to tears immediately and nestled in the boy's arms, "You are the fool, people can change."

"Don't you believe me? I will really love you forever!" the boy promised seriously.

"Well, at least I believe it now, but what about the next five or ten years? You are only 23 years old, and there are endless possibilities in the future. Sooner or later you will let go of me, but... you don't have to blame yourself, if that day comes I don’t blame you either, I hope you can be happy.”

"Silly girl……"

The two said as they continued to hug each other tightly.

Yun Shiyao and Wen Daomin walked through these patients and finally came to sit on a bench.

The sun made the chair a little hot, but it still had a coolness. After all, it was early spring, and the wind was cool.

Wen Daomin took off his coat, put it on Yun Shiyao and said, "Come on, it's cold outside, put on some clothes."

"Thank you." Yun Shiyao glanced at him, with a rare gentle smile on her lips.

Wen Daomin looked at her smile, and his memory suddenly flashed back for a moment.

He seemed to see Yun Shiyao's appearance when he first met her more than 30 years ago.

At that time, she was just a bright girl with a gentle and bright smile.

"You haven't smiled at me in a long time."

Wen Daomin suddenly sighed, looking into the unknown distance, as if he was lost in memories.

Yun Shiyao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said with some emotion: "Yes, because I haven't loved you for many years."

Wen Daomin choked slightly for a moment, his eyes were inexplicably sour, but the next second he forced out a smile and asked pretending to be indifferent, "When did you start not loving her? In fact, I have always been curious."