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Ever since Song Yichen knew that his father was slowly regaining consciousness, he would rush to the hospital after school every day.

That day, when Wang Xiujiu walked into the ward with Yu Yan, carrying the soup she had carefully prepared, she found that Grandma Song had already gone to the doctor's office to discuss the follow-up treatment plan.

At this time, Song Yichen was carefully wiping his father's face with a wet towel, his movements gentle and meticulous.

Wang Xiuju put the thermos on the table, with a kind smile on her face, and whispered to Song Yichen: "Chenchen, come and eat!"

Hearing this, Song Yichen quickly got up and washed his face. After wiping his cheeks with a towel, he gently put the wet towel back into the basin.

Then, he walked to the table and sat down, picking up the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, but his eyes were always on Yu Yan beside him.

He asked with a smile: "Yanyan, have you eaten?"

Yu Yan smiled slightly and responded: "I have already eaten, you should eat quickly!"

Wang Xiuju stood aside, looking at Song Yichen lovingly, and couldn't help but sigh: "You, kid, you have lost so much weight in recent times, it really makes me feel distressed."

Song Yichen pursed his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, and didn't say much.

He knew in his heart that all his efforts were worth it, and he was willing to endure more hardships as long as his father could wake up.

Just as Song Yichen lowered his head to concentrate on eating, he suddenly heard Yu Yan's calm and firm voice: "Your father is awake."

Song Yichen was so shocked that he almost choked on his food. He widened his eyes and looked at Yu Yan in disbelief.

The next moment, he quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and rushed forward impatiently.

When he ran to the bedside and looked into his father's slightly confused eyes, a strong sense of joy surged in his heart.

"Dad, you finally woke up..."

Song Yichen's voice trembled with excitement and his eyes instantly became moist.

When Song Zhiyuan opened his eyes, his rationality returned a little. Before he could react, he saw a childish face, and then heard this handsome little boy calling him dad.

dad?

Is this his child?

Isn't his son just over one year old? How come he is so big?

Or has he been lying in bed for a long time?

Song Yuan had a lot of questions in his mind, but he couldn't sort out his thoughts for a while.

He looked at the boy in front of him, and a wonderful feeling welled up in his heart, as if there was an invisible bond connecting them.

"Dad, I'm Yiyi!"

Song Yichen held his father's hand tightly, tears glistening in his eyes. "You slept for a long time, and grandma and I were very worried about you. Now that you've finally woken up, our family can be reunited again."

Song Yuan tried hard to respond, but no sound came out of his throat.

He could only express his inner emotion and joy with his eyes.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open and a figure walked in. She saw that Song Zhiyuan on the bed had woken up, with a surprised expression on her face.

"Son, you finally woke up!"

Grandma Song walked quickly to the bedside, tears welling up in her eyes.

Song Yuan looked at Grandma Song, whose hair was already gray, and his memory gradually became clear. This was his mother.

His only memory before he fell into darkness was of a car accident, in which he was hit by a car while trying to push his wife away.

"Mom, don't cry..."

He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse and low.

Grandma Song hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face: "Son, you finally woke up. If anything happened to you, how would Chenchen and I live!"

Two hours later, after a series of meticulous examinations by the doctor, Song Yuan was finally pushed back to the ward.

Wang Xiujiu knew that the family had a lot to talk about, so she greeted them politely and left the hospital with Yu Yan.

At this moment, Grandma Song and Song Yichen's excitement gradually subsided, but there was still uncontrollable joy on their faces.

Song Yuan looked at the smiling mother and son, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Mom, where's Xiaozi? Is she still at work?"

He clearly remembered pushing his wife away to make sure she was safe.

However, when he woke up, he did not see her, which made Song Yuan feel a little uneasy.

After all, he has been in a vegetative state for so many years.

When Grandma Song heard his question, she sighed helplessly and said slowly: "Since the terrible car accident, you fell into a coma and became a vegetable, and Xiaozi disappeared mysteriously."

Zhou Wanzi was her daughter-in-law. She was also devastated when she went missing, but the police searched for her for a long time but couldn't find her.

Later, the police speculated that her daughter-in-law had been killed.

Grandma Song's son became a vegetable after a car accident and her daughter-in-law disappeared for no reason, and she suffered a mental breakdown.

If it weren't for her grandson who was less than two years old and her son who was still lying in bed and needed treatment, Grandma Song would have given up long ago.

Song Yuan's eyes turned red after hearing her words.

He also thought of the possibility that Zhou Wanzi was already dead.

Seeing his father crying, Song Yichen walked over to him, held his hand, and shouted, "Dad..."

"Dad is okay."

Song Yuan calmed down and comforted his son in a gentle voice.

Although his wife is most likely gone, their son is still here, his mother is still here, and both the old and the young need him!

*

In the classroom, sunlight shines through the window onto the ground, forming bright spots of light.

Yu Yan sat in her seat, turned her head to look at Song Yichen who was doing his homework seriously, and asked softly: "Xiao Yichen, how is your father's recovery now?"

When Song Yichen heard what Yu Yan said, he stopped writing, looked up, showed a bright smile, and replied with a twinkle in his eyes: "The doctor said that Dad has recovered very well and will be able to go home in a few days. Dad also said that when he gets a job and makes money, he will take me to the amusement park!"

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in Song Yichen's voice, as if he had already seen that joyful scene.

There is a purity and innocence in his eyes that makes people fall in love with him.

After hearing this, Yu Yan also smiled. She gently patted Song Yichen on the shoulder and continued to ask with a smile: "Then when you come back from the amusement park, can you tell me what it is like there? Let me feel that happiness too."

However, Song Yichen quickly shook his head and said anxiously: "It's not just me and Dad, but Yanyan, you have to go too."

Before he finished speaking, the bell for class rang.

After school, Song Yichen walked behind Yu Yan carrying his schoolbag, and wanted to continue talking about going to the amusement park.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yu Yan, who was walking in front of him, stopped.

"Yanyan, what's wrong?"

Song Yichen asked in confusion.

Yu Yan did not answer, but just looked ahead quietly.

Song Yichen followed her gaze and saw a woman in ancient costume standing not far away.

She was very beautiful, and the pink corseted dress perfectly outlined her graceful figure, making her look particularly outstanding and stunning.

Her eyes were fixed on Song Yichen, revealing a complex emotion.

Song Yichen's heart tightened. Who was this woman? Why was she staring at him like that?

He couldn't help but frown, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"Yan Yan, that woman is so weird, let's go back!"

Song Yichen hid behind Yu Yan in fear, holding her hand tightly.

There was a nervous look on his face, and he would glance at the beauty in ancient costume from time to time.

However, at this moment, the beauty in ancient costume suddenly lifted her skirt and trotted towards them in small steps.

She ran and cried, and her tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

By the time she ran to Song Yichen, she was crying so hard that she could hardly breathe.

"Chenchen, I'm your mother, it's your mother!"

The beauty in ancient costume stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to touch Song Yichen's face, but she didn't dare to do so.

Her eyes were filled with pain and longing, and tears kept flowing.

"my mom?"

Song Yichen was stunned at first, then he said loudly with a sullen face: "My mother died a long time ago, you are not my mother."

This strange woman is a human trafficker.