Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

On the manor lawn gently embraced by the golden sunshine, everything seems so peaceful and beautiful.

Ji Yan's heart, just like the bright weather, is full of hope and longing for the future.

She carefully planned this outdoor picnic not only to celebrate Fu Jingyan's remarkable progress under Dr. Zheng Haoqian's treatment, but also to dispel the subtle haze in his heart.

"Ayan, look how blue the sky is. The clouds seem so soft."

Ji Yan squatted down and looked at Fu Jingyan, who was sitting in a wheelchair. Her smile was like the warmest spring breeze, gently blowing through Fu Jingyan's heart. She gently combed his hair, her eyes full of love and encouragement.

Fu Jingyan looked up at the vast blue sky, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, although there was still a hint of weakness in that smile.

"Yes, Yanyan, it feels like I haven't looked at the sky so carefully for a long time. Thank you for doing so much for me."

His voice was soft but full of affection, and every word seemed to flow slowly from the bottom of his heart.

Ji Yan shook her head gently, with a gentle light in her eyes.

"Between us, there is no need to say thank you. Your recovery is the greatest gift you can give me. Ah Yan, I know you have a burden in your heart, but please believe that no matter what happened in the past, I will be by your side and face it together."

"Come, I'll help you sit up for a while and feel the warm sunshine."

As Ji Yan spoke, she gently held Fu Jingyan's arm and carefully helped him adjust his sitting position so that he could enjoy this rare time more comfortably.

After he sat down steadily, she carefully placed a thin blanket on his knees, fearing that any chill would disturb him.

In the distance, the children's clear and melodious laughter is like a string of silver bells, penetrating the quiet air and adding a bit of liveliness and vitality to this peaceful afternoon.

Ji Yan sat on the picnic mat, looking into the distance with gentle eyes, her heart full of anticipation for the upcoming reunion with the children.

"Look, they're coming!"

A bright smile broke out on Ji Yan's face, and her eyes sparkled with maternal radiance.

The servants were seen carefully carrying two babies, about six or seven months old, and slowly walking towards them. One of the little ones was lively and active, while the other was calm and reserved.

As soon as the servants put the babies on the placemat, the two little ones couldn't wait to show their nature. Helian Chuyi, the impatient little sister, seemed to be attracted by something. With a kick of her little feet, she crawled quickly towards Ji Yan and Fu Jingyan like a little rabbit.

Her movements are agile and powerful, and every roll and step forward reveals her curiosity and exploration of the world.

Fu Xichen, who was standing next to him, seemed much calmer. He was not as eager as his sister, but crawled forward slowly and step by step.

Although his speed was not fast, each of his steps was extremely firm and steady, as if telling everyone.

“I want to feel the beauty of this world in my own way.”

After a while, the two little guys crawled to Ji Yan and Fu Jingyan one after another.

Ji Yan quickly stood up, opened her arms, her face filled with the light of maternal love. She first hugged Helian Chuyi into her arms, kissed her rosy little face, her eyes full of pampering and love.

"Oh, my little baby, mommy misses you so much!" Ji Yan's words were full of tenderness and happiness.

At this time, Fu Jingyan also showed a long-lost fatherly smile. Although his body still looked a little weak, his eyes were full of endless love and expectations for the children.

He stretched out his arms with all his strength, and said in a gentle and expectant voice, "Come, let daddy hug you too."

Seeing this, Ji Yan hurriedly stepped forward, gently supported Fu Jingyan, and helped him sit up. Then, she carefully held Fu Xichen in Fu Jingyan's arms.

Fu Xichen snuggled up to his father's chest, feeling the long-lost warmth and security.

He looked up at Fu Jingyan, his eyes flashing with curiosity and trust, as if to say, "Dad, your arms are so warm."

The two little guys were in their parents' arms, babbling something from time to time.

They waved their little hands and stepped their feet, as if they were communicating with the world in their own unique way.

On the lawn of the manor, the sunlight is like golden silk, gently spreading in this warm space.

Helian Chuyi, the lively and active little elf, is now nestling in Ji Yan's warm embrace, enjoying the nourishment of maternal love.

Her little hands were like tentacles exploring the world, stroking Ji Yan's cheeks from time to time. Every touch was accompanied by a crisp "giggle", which was an expression of her endless curiosity and joy about the world.

"Mom, what is this?"

Although Helian Chuyi couldn't express herself clearly in words, her eyes full of spirit had already expressed the doubts in her heart.

Her eyes kept moving around, as if she wanted to take in all the beauty around her.

Suddenly, her little hand accurately grabbed a strand of hair by Ji Yan's ear and gently pulled it, while she kept babbling, looking both innocent and cute.

Seeing this, Ji Yan smiled gently, her eyes full of endless doting and love for her daughter. She gently held Helian Chuyi's little hand and said patiently.

"It's Mama's hair, baby. It's soft, just like your little hands."

Ji Yan's voice was gentle and full of love, like a spring breeze on her face, making Helian Chuyi feel more secure and warm.

In this heartwarming scene, Fu Xichen showed a personality completely different from his sister.

He leaned on Fu Jingyan's chest, feeling his father's steady and powerful heartbeat. He had his own way of observing and thinking about the world.

He looked up at his father, his eyes flashing with curiosity and trust, an expression of his deep dependence on his father.

Although Fu Xichen cannot express his thoughts clearly, he communicates silently with his father in his own unique way.

"Ah ah ah..."

His little hands gently patted Fu Jingyan's chest, and every touch seemed to express his attachment and gratitude to his father; his little feet tapped lightly from time to time, as if dancing happily to the rhythm of his heart.

Fu Jingyan felt the emotions conveyed by his son, and his heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction.

He looked back at Fu Xichen affectionately with his loving eyes, occasionally lowering his head and gently touching his son's delicate little face with the tip of his nose.

At this moment, no words are needed. The emotions between father and son are deeply connected. The deep fatherly love is transmitted silently, warming the whole afternoon.