A car accident, our family of three crossed

"mom!"

In the study, Yang Yang called out very carefully. He still liked to call her mom. He seemed to be afraid that Song Ning would blame him, so he quickly explained in a low voice: "No one else can hear here."

Looking at the cute and sensible baby, Song Ning's heart softened. How could she blame him? What was wrong with him calling his mother?

Song Ning picked him up and sat him on her lap, tapped his nose and said with a smile: "Now there is no one to call you mom, but remember to call me mother when someone is around!"

Yang Yang nodded happily, but soon his mood became depressed again. He buried his head in Song Ning's arms and fell silent.

Song Ning noticed his abnormality and asked, "What's wrong? Huh?"

"Mom, is Dad going to leave us again?" Yang Yang asked sullenly, burying his head. Then he raised his head again with an innocent smile. He stretched out his little hand to touch Song Ning's face and comforted her, "It's okay. Yang Yang will protect Mom in the future."

Song Ning felt as if a heavy hammer had hit her heart when she heard this. It hurt so much. This was truly a little angel sent to her by God! With red eyes, she hugged him tighter.

I was so focused on acting that I forgot how sensitive children are. Any slight movement of their parents can make them have many thoughts.

It was all because of that damn man's love of acting. Song Ning couldn't help but scold Hang Shuheng in his heart.

"Don't worry, Dad will never leave us." Song Ning patted the child's back to comfort him.

"really?"

"Of course it's true. Only a puppy can lie."

After Yangyang got his mother's assurance, he hid in his mother's arms and laughed secretly.

Hang Shuheng pushed the door open and saw this scene of loving mother and filial son, and his heart softened.

Yang Yang raised his head when he heard the noise, and immediately used his hands and feet to slide down from Song Ning's legs and ran towards him.

As soon as he entered the door, he was warmly welcomed. Hang Shuheng was very happy. He bent down, picked up the little body, held it in his arms, and kissed him on the little face. "So good!"

Yangyang hugged his neck, kissed him, and asked softly: "Dad, will you leave Yangyang and Mom?" Although he got his mother's assurance, he still wanted to ask his father.

Hang Shuheng was stunned and subconsciously cast a questioning look towards Song Ning, but was met with a roll of the eyes in return.

Uh...what did he do wrong again?

He looked away awkwardly, then looked at Yangyang and said solemnly, "How could Daddy leave Yangyang and Mommy? You are all Daddy's favorite people. Daddy will never leave you no matter who he leaves. Don't worry!"

"really?"

"Of course, Daddy promises!"

Yangyang got his father's assurance and laughed happily. He said frankly: "Yangyang loves dad too, very much. Mommy loves daddy too, don't you think so, mommy?"

Song Ning didn't expect him to ask this suddenly. Meeting the father and son's identical bright and expectant eyes, she felt a little awkward for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

Hang Shuheng noticed her discomfort and felt a little regretful. It seemed that he would have to work harder to ease the relationship. Fortunately, he had plenty of time now.

"Boys are not allowed to ask girls such questions directly, you know? Girls will be shy." He rubbed the child's head and put him on the ground.

Yangyang scratched his head and said, "Oh, then I won't ask." After he said that, he started playing by himself. He was a child who could calm down easily and could entertain himself even without playmates.

Seeing that he had diverted his attention, Song Ning couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She couldn't explain the conflict in her heart. She undoubtedly loved him, but she also resented him.

After Yangyang got into trouble, she was so grief-stricken that she was able to take extreme measures such as dying together with him to put an end to it all, but now they are all living well in another world, and for a moment she didn't know how to face him.

Hang Shuheng sat on the other side of the table, turning his head to look at her slightly lowered profile gently, neither of them spoke. They had only been here for a day, but they were noisy as if they had experienced a lot, and suddenly became quiet. They opened their mouths to speak several times, but in the end they fell silent. There was no other movement in the room except the sound of Yangyang playing by himself.

In the yard outside the house, the sound of Hang's mother crying and wailing continued, but the noisy world seemed to be blocked outside this world, unable to blend in...

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That night.

The hustle and bustle of the day gradually calmed down when night fell. Before going to bed, Yangyang still kept the habit of telling bedtime stories, he told and his mother listened.

As for why Yangyang told his mother stories, it was because there was a period of time when Song Ning suffered from frequent insomnia due to work pressure. Since then, Yangyang would tell his mother stories every night, telling her all the story picture books and cartoon stories he had heard and watched. He said that he was telling stories to coax his mother to sleep, but every time he was telling stories, he would coax himself to sleep first, and this time was no exception.

He kicked the quilt away unconsciously, still mumbling incoherently: "Fairy... return my grandfather to me..."

Song Ning couldn't help laughing, and pulled up the quilt to cover him gently. He kicked the quilt with his feet but failed to kick it off. He turned over, and a white jade pendant with a lustrous color slipped out from his collar. Song Ning picked up the jade pendant and looked at it. It was a piece of warm jade with high quality texture, and it still retained Yangyang's body temperature, and it was slightly warm to the touch.

Both sides of the jade pendant were uneven. On one side, the word "peace" was crookedly engraved, and on the other side, someone carved a fat bird with a long tail on it. It was very funny. Song Ning couldn't help laughing. It was really a waste of such a good piece of jade.

The bedroom door opened and closed. Song Ning looked up and saw Hang Shuheng coming in with a basin of warm water.

"The child is asleep, you should take a bath too." In order not to disturb the child's sleep, his voice was very soft and gentle. He wet a towel and handed it to her, smiling, "Just take a bath for the next two days. Tomorrow I'll ask someone to order a large bathtub so you can take a bath to your heart's content."

Song Ning stared at the handkerchief that was handed to him in a daze. Being in such an embarrassing situation, he adapted quickly.

Song Ning felt very uncomfortable looking at this man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, had lived a life of luxury since childhood and had never suffered any hardship, who once had a successful career and had a place on the rich list, but now ended up in such a situation but seemed to be indifferent.

Hang Shuheng saw that she had not taken the handkerchief for a long time, so he sighed and spread out the handkerchief to wipe her face. Song Ning moved away in time, so Hang Shuheng had to hold her hand and put the handkerchief into her palm.

"Wash away and go to sleep!"

Song Ning held a handkerchief and brought water to the back of the screen, quickly washed her hands and face, wiped her body, and went to sleep on the kang. Hang Shuheng watched her do everything in one go, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. After she lay down, he turned off the lights and went to the kang in the dim light from the window, with Yangyang's small body between them.

The silence in the darkness lasted for a long time, but the occasional light and heavy breathing let them know that the other person was still awake.

"Can't sleep?" Hang Shuheng asked softly.

After a long time, no response...

Just when Hang Shuheng thought she wouldn't respond, she spoke.

"Don't you blame me?"

Hang Shuheng raised his eyebrows: "Blame you? Blame you for what?"

"You could have been a wealthy man, living a lavish and luxurious life. It was me who caused you to come here inexplicably and become penniless overnight. Shouldn't you blame me?" Song Ning turned over in annoyance and lay on his side facing Hang Shuheng.

"No, I don't blame you. I want to thank you!" Hang Shuheng also turned sideways to face her, looking at her blurry figure and said, "Thank you for not forgetting to take me with you when you made the decision this time. You left so decisively that year, but you left me behind."

He spoke the first half of the sentence in a leisurely and carefree manner, but the second half was full of melancholy, which made Song Ning feel sad.

"Can……"

"Just listen to me first, okay?"

Hang Shuheng didn't let her continue. "Although it's incredible that we came here, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. The wealth and life you mentioned are just some external things. Losing them doesn't mean I have nothing. I still have you and our son, right? You are the greatest wealth in my life."

"If I lose those things outside, I can just earn them back. If I lose you and Yangyang, I will be in agony." He paused and said self-deprecatingly, "But I may not have the courage to end my own life. You made the choice for me. Thank you for letting me accompany you when you die..."

"So, you could have avoided it, but you..." How stupid. Song Ning couldn't help choking and couldn't continue.

Hang Shuheng reached out his hand over the sleeping Yangyang and touched Song Ning's cheek, feeling a wetness.

"Don't cry." He wiped her tears gently. "Let's not talk about that. You see, God still favors us. Since we are here, we should make the best of it, okay? Life here may not be as convenient as before, but everything depends on human effort. If we want to live a good life, this little thing will not be difficult for us two powerful souls from the future, right? Besides, there is a top-notch person to fight at home, so life should not be too boring."

"Pfft..."

Song Ning was still immersed in grief just now, but she didn't expect that his few words would make her burst into laughter.

"Laughed?"

"no!"

"Yes, you just laughed, and I heard it."

"You heard wrong."

"I don't believe it unless you let me see it."

Hang Shuheng propped up his upper body and was about to stand up and cross over. Song Ning quickly stopped him and slapped his outstretched hand, saying in a low voice: "Don't push your luck. Go back to sleep."

The plan failed, Hang Shuheng touched his nose and lay back in his bed obediently.

"Yes, obey!"

Song Ning turned over, with his back to him, and said with a smile: "Go to sleep quickly, you have to fight the best in the morning!"

This time, it was Hang Shuheng's turn to laugh uncontrollably. He rested his head on his arms and laughed quietly. If he wasn't afraid of waking up the child, he really wanted to laugh out loud...