Chapter 3032

His mouth made a babbling sound, like calling this long lost mother.

Chu Zhuohang was spitting some milk on his body while taking care of his little son. He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Mood is gloomy, has not been better, even when taking care of the little son, it is difficult to show a smiling face.

No good news has come from Gu Yunchen.

Chu Zhuohang used to accompany his little son at this time of day. Sometimes he took him to see Su MI, hoping that Su Mi could wake up early in the voice of his little son.

But two months have passed, and everything has not gone in a good direction.

Chu Zhuohang washed his hands, turned back and leaned against the door. He spent a moment in front of him. Maybe it was an illusion. He saw a beautiful shadow standing in front of his little son's crib.

He reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows. Recently, he often had such hallucinations. Sometimes he saw Su Mi wake up and sometimes he saw her smiling at herself.

However, those hallucinations often appear in the morning and evening, and rarely appear at noon as they are now.

He smiled at himself. The corners of his lips just pulled up a little and put it down immediately.

Then he went to the crib and looked down at the child.

The little son was babbling, his big eyes looking at the height flexibly, and Su Mi's figure was still bent over the crib.

Su Mi raised her eyes and looked at Chu Zhuohang. He didn't seem to look at himself at all. It seemed that he was just a nothingness.

For a moment, she was even a little flustered. She thought her existence was an illusion.

But she soon felt that when Chu Zhuo was around him and his clothes brushed on his face, there was substance. When she was close to him, she would also feel the heat.

Chu Zhuohang did not take the initiative to avoid seeing Su MI.

However, many times, he thought it was true, but the reality disappointed him. When he recovered and went back to the master bedroom, Su MI was still lying in bed.

So now he doesn't care about the existence of the nihilistic figure around him. He is afraid that the more hope in his heart, the more disappointment.

Su Mi whispered, "husband."

Chu Zhuohang's look was obviously stiff.

He finally looked at Su Mi slowly. In his previous illusory dreams, Su MI was silent, but now he heard the crisp husband.

His eyes were like the prelude to the storm, with different ink colors.

Su Mi rushed into his arms, leaned tightly against him and hugged him hard.

Chu Zhuohang hugged her with his back hand and buried his head in her shoulder socket. His back was very straight. This time, the illusion was too real.

He didn't dare to believe it for a moment, but he indulged in it.

"Husband." Su Mi leaned in his arms to confirm the truth of the moment.

His arms are still so generous, comfortable and down-to-earth.

Chu Zhuohang looked at her again. The little son in the crib cried and woke up the two hugging people.

Su Mi quickly pushed Chu Zhuohang away, reached out and picked up the child. She whispered, "baby, don't cry. Mommy is here. Be good."

Chu Zhuohang stared at Su MI, who had picked up the child, stunned for a moment, and rushed to the master bedroom of him and Su MI. There was no one on the bed, not at all!