Qiao's mother saw it in her eyes and was pleased in her heart. It seems that Qiao Sicheng's heart disease is short of Wei Shishi.

As soon as the introduction of the medicine arrived, Qiao Sicheng returned to normal, and it was just around the corner.

After dinner, Qiao Sicheng takes Wei Shishi by the hand and asks her to have a look in her room.

Wei Shishi had to go with him. Qiao Yiming saw that it was still early. He would send Wei Shishi back later.

Qiao's mother pulled Qiao Yiming aside and said, "Yiming, you see, as soon as the poem comes, Chengcheng's illness is as good as that of a normal child. So even if it's for Chengcheng's sake, you should marry the poem quickly, so that you will be a complete family."

If it was in the past, Qiao Yiming would hesitate, but now, seeing Qiao Sicheng's attitude towards Wei Shishi, Qiao Yiming really can't bear to let Qiao Sicheng be hurt again.

When Wei Shishi arrived at Qiao Sicheng's room, there were children's graffiti on the walls, the overall color was warm and soft, and all kinds of toys were stacked in the corner.

I don't know why this room is so familiar. It seems that I have seen it before. Wei Shishi was flustered for a moment. A child's face flashed across his head and he felt a little headache.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Are you sick? " Qiao Sicheng said, holding Wei Shishi in his little bed.

It seems that Wei Shi suddenly lost his sober consciousness. Some pictures appeared in his mind, but he couldn't see what it was.

Qiao Sicheng holds her hand tightly, and Wei Shishi also holds Qiao Sicheng's hand. These small hands seem to give her endless strength, which makes her feel that someone is supporting her when she is not conscious.

After a short rest, Wei Shishi suddenly became much clearer. Looking at Qiao Sicheng, he said, "I'm ok. I just got dizzy."

"I'll let dad take you to the doctor." Qiao Sicheng said that he was going to call Qiao Yiming.

"No, baby, I'm really OK." Wei Shishi said with a smile.

Don't know why, she blurted out to call him "little baby", this is the former Cheng Lin to Qiao Sicheng nickname, coax him to sleep will call him like this.

Qiao Sicheng was stunned for three seconds and laughed at Wei Shishi.

"Mom, you remember to call me baby. That's great. I thought you forgot me, even your little baby Qiao Sicheng is very happy to hear Wei Shi call him baby.

"Your mother used to call you baby." Wei Shishi understood why the little guy was so happy.

"You are my mother." Joschen replied.

"Child, I'm not your mother. My name is Wei Shishi. Although I look very similar to your mother, I don't look like your mother anywhere else. I haven't had a child, so I must not be your mother." Wei Shi said with certainty.

"No, you are my mother. You must have forgotten. You have lost your memory. Yes, mom, you must have broken your head when you fell down the mountain. " Qiao Sicheng insists that Wei Shishi is his mother, and thinks that she must have lost her memory.

"Down the mountain? Your mother fell down the mountain? " Wei Shishi didn't know what Qiao Sicheng was talking about, but she wanted to know what happened to them.

Before, I just heard Qiao Yiming say that someone killed his wife, but I don't know the specific process. What's more, Qiao Sicheng had psychological obstacles because of that, so Wei Shishi wanted to know what happened.

Qiao Sicheng was still well, but suddenly he calmed down, his eyes turned red slowly, and his tears fell down like pearls.

"Good boy, what's the matter?" When Wei Shishi finished asking, he suddenly remembered that he must have remembered the terrible things that happened at that time, so his mood suddenly changed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we don't say this, we don't want this, we don't cry, we don't cry." Wei Shi holds Qiao Sicheng in his arms and comforts him.

Qiao Sicheng put his hand around Wei Shishi, buried his head in her arms and sobbed in a low voice.

Although she did not admit it, Qiao Sicheng decided that Wei Shishi was his mother.

Slowly, joschen's mood stabilized. He ran to open his drawer and took out a bunch of his own paintings.

There are three people in the painting, each of them is sang people, one is Qiao Yiming in a suit, one is Cheng Lin with a floating skirt, and the other is himself with three hairs.

No one has a name written above: "Dad, mom, me."

Wei Shishi looked at the paintings and felt sad for no reason. These paintings must have been drawn every time he missed his mother.

Although each pair is similar, we can see the difference. For example, his mother's hair was short at first, and then it gradually became long.

He painted himself, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, most of them are crying with a face, very unhappy.

However, Qiao Yiming in the painting is almost an expression, cool and unsmiling. Maybe Qiao Yiming is such a father in his eyes.Qiao Sicheng also climbed up and sat down on the bed, then slowly moved to Wei Shishi, and finally sat in her arms.

Wei Shishi hugged him and told him a story. At last, Qiao Sicheng fell asleep unconsciously.

Wei Shishi gently picked him up, then put it on the bed and covered it with a quilt. Just as Wei Shishi gets up to leave, Qiao Sicheng opens his eyes and holds Wei Shishi's hand.

"Mom, can you stay here with me?" Josie's clear eyes were full of supplication and expectation.

Looking at these eyes and this little man, Wei Shishi couldn't say a word of refusal. At last, she nodded and sat down, patting Qiao Sicheng gently to make him fall asleep.

Even if Qiao Sicheng fell asleep, he still held Wei Shishi's hand tightly, so Wei Shishi couldn't move all the time, for fear that he would wake him up with an effort.

Qiao Yiming came in, and Wei Shishi quickly made a silent move towards him.

"I fell asleep." Wei Shishi said in a low voice.

"I'll take you back." Qiao Yiming said.

Wei Shishi pointed to the hand that Qiao Sicheng held tightly, and said that he could not go.

Qiao Yiming looks at his son and shakes his head. Unexpectedly, his attachment to Wei Shishi is so deep. But Qiao Yiming comes forward and wants to take Qiao Sicheng's hand away. Wei Shishi is very nervous, but he wakes Qiao Sicheng up.

"Mom." Qiao Sicheng called to wake up and saw that his father and mother were in front of him. Then he relaxed a little.

"Good, sleep, sleep." Wei Shi quickly coaxed the way.

"Can you sleep with me?" Asked joschen.

Wei Shishi hesitated, looked at Qiao Yiming, looked at Qiao Sicheng, and replied, "yes."

Qiao Yiming turned around and went to get a quilt. He said to Wei Shishi, "I'm so sorry tonight. Please accompany him for one night."

Wei Shishi nodded and watched Qiao Yiming make the bed for her.