latelenovela Chapter 203 The Son Wakes Up
Chapter 203 The Son Wakes Up
"Hmm..." Aunt Huangfu was woken up by the noise. Before she even opened her eyes, she heard her husband's anxious calls. She sat up abruptly and touched the boy's head as well: "What happened? He was fine last night."
Could it be... could it be that her child is about to leave her?
The thought of this possibility made Huangfu Sanshen feel breathless.
Old Wai was also very anxious. He could clearly sense the presence of a living body, but for some reason, he couldn't open his eyes, as if they were glued shut.
The sounds around him grew more and more distant. This feeling was all too familiar to him; wasn't it just like when he died?
"Waaaa, son...waaaa, don't leave your mother, waaaaa, please, don't give up, okay? If you leave, how will your father and I live? waaaaaah."
Witnessing the child's violent trembling followed by sudden weakness, resembling the reaction of someone on the verge of death, Aunt Huangfu quickly picked him up and pressed his head tightly against her chest.
Like a child, she looked up helplessly and cried out, "Don't take him away, waaaaah, God, please, waaaah..."
Uncle Huangfu still retained a shred of rationality and hadn't lost his composure. Fearing that his wife might have something wrong with herself due to her grief, he tried his best to comfort her: "It's alright, it's alright."
It's probably just a nightmare, honey, please don't think like that. Old Song will be here soon.
Really, believe me, our son will be alright.
Unseen by anyone, a chubby little girl was buzzing around them like a headless fly: "Brother Lao Wai, wake up!"
If you don't wake up within a minute, you'll never wake up again. You can do it, please don't give up.
Mu Zhen suffered so much to save you all. If you die, he'll be heartbroken. Brother Lao Wai, please wake up!
The expired Soul-Stabilizing Talisman indeed posed a huge risk; the fact that she couldn't touch the boy's body meant he was still alive.
The old man's possession was successful, but why can't he wake up? He's not even showing any signs of struggling anymore.
Others can wake up immediately after using the Soul-Stabilizing Talisman.
If it were someone with weak willpower, she might have given up hope, but Mu Zhen's brothers were not cowards, and she firmly believed that he would succeed.
Old Wai struggled to break free from that feeling of constraint. He remembered that before he was shot and died, he just wanted to fall into a deep sleep forever, just like he did now.
But it was different. That time, I was facing death. I was going to die no matter what, so what was the point of struggling?
But this time it's about welcoming a new life; he must live, and no one can take him away.
"what!"
He held his breath, opened his eyes wide, as if he had won a tough battle. Although he collapsed again, he knew he had won.
"Son?" Aunt Huangfu's sobs stopped abruptly. Gazing into the child's familiar dark eyes, she chuckled foolishly, "He's awake, husband, look, our son is awake!"
Uncle Huangfu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement: "Yes, our son has always been very strong, he would never be willing to leave us."
After Lao Wai recovered, he moved his eyes and his vision gradually cleared. The first thing that came into view was the face of a mature and handsome middle-aged man.
He knew that was his future father.
Even with a haggard appearance, she remains a beautiful woman.
He had once imagined his biological parents to be like this: a handsome father, a beautiful mother, and eyes full of love for him.
Huangfu Zixi must have been their late-life son.
That's good too. If his new parents are too young, he might be too embarrassed to call them "Mom and Dad," since he's actually 26 years old.
"Mom!" she called out first to the beautiful woman, who was the most emotionally unstable, before weakly turning to the man: "Dad!"
Aunt Huangfu was stunned, stiffened and lowered her head, staring intently at the boy: "Son...son, you spoke?"
Uncle Huangfu's Adam's apple bobbed, his expression contorted with excitement. He tried to keep his voice down as he coaxed, "Say it again!"
Old Wai grinned and shouted, "Dad!"
"Good, good, good!" After saying "good" three times in a row, Uncle Huangfu quickly lowered his head and wiped his eyes, unwilling to shed tears in front of his son, but why couldn't he finish wiping them away?
No one knows how much bitterness and tears were hidden behind his smiling face this year; his demands were really not high.
He has never liked to compete with others, nor does he have any lofty ambitions. He only asks that his wife and children stay by his side forever, and that is enough for him!
Infected by her husband, Huangfu Sanshen buried her face in her child's shoulder and sobbed silently.
Old Wai's smile remained unchanged, but perhaps because children's tear ducts are naturally more developed, two streams of hot tears rolled down his cheeks.
Big brother, look, I've found my parents.
biological!
Haha, I never want to be an orphan again!
Wait, where's that immortal? Where did he go?
Seeing his eyes darting around, Xiao Jukeng knew he was looking for her. It wasn't that she couldn't appear in front of people other than her host, but she hadn't fixed that part of the program yet.
I'll fix it when I get back.
Now that you're awake, see you next time!
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The two people, still fast asleep in the villa, had no idea what kind of thrilling scene awaited them when they woke up.
"Chirp... Chirp..."
very noisy!
The man angrily pulled the blanket over his head, about to explode in anger, but the uneven texture beneath him told him that this was not the bed he was used to.
Remembering what happened last night, she rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up, first looking at the half of the bed next door.
The blankets were neatly folded, but the house was already empty.
Wow! I didn't expect this guy to have such a disciplined lifestyle.
He's never even folded a blanket or swept the floor in his entire life, let alone done so.
In order to continue living here, well, I'll just have to swallow my pride this once.
She rolled out of bed, grabbed the blanket and haphazardly rolled it up, then laid it flat next to Mu Yunya's.
As for the messy sheets, Mu Yunya didn't bother to clean them, so he naturally wouldn't bother either.
After washing up, I picked up my phone from the table, only to find it was already dead. It clearly had two bars left last night.
Charge and turn on.
Now I finally know why the battery was dead: dozens of missed calls and over a hundred private messages.
To avoid being disturbed while he was trying to get information out of Mu Yunya, he turned off the microphone last night.
Eh?
He raised his handsome face and began to gaze at the scenery outside the window, lost in thought.
That dream...
Was it something he had been thinking about that day, or was it actually true?
But he had never had such a vivid dream before, so detailed that he could still draw that chibi-style doll with perfect accuracy.
In the transmigration TV series written and directed by Luo Luo, the female protagonist's system is depicted as a cartoon boy.
If it really was a dream, then the 'little giant pit' he dreamed about should also be that cartoon boy, right?
Unless it's not a dream at all.
Before he could think any further, his phone beeped with a text message notification. He looked down at it, and his sleepy, almond-shaped eyes widened.