Wait until Yan Xiao wakes up.

Then they heard the girl's delighted exclamation:

"Mommy, she smiled at me! She's so cute!"

The girl leaned against the headboard, tilting her head to look at the swaddled baby in Lin Yingru's arms.

Yan Xiao quickly regained his senses and got up, helping the little girl lie down: "Sweetie, be careful of your wound, don't sit for too long."

Although he had already washed the little girl with diluted hot spring water that he had prepared beforehand while everyone was out last night.

The wound is no longer visible, but childbirth itself is a new life that a woman gains by risking her life and exhausting her body.

Even if it's not outwardly apparent, his body is incredibly fragile. In his heart, his wife is now far more vulnerable and fragile than she was when she was an infant.

Wen Qinghe said softly, "I didn't sit for long, and I don't feel any pain anymore."

"Be good, listen to me."

"oh."

Lin Yingru was happy to see the young couple getting along, and she tactfully took the child out so as not to disturb her daughter-in-law's rest.

"Qingqing, listen to Xiao'er, you need to rest more. I'll take the baby next door to change a diaper."

"good."

After Lin Yingru left, Yan Xiao said, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I saw you sleeping so soundly, by the way, Ayan, have you thought of a name for our daughter?"

Yan Xiao gently tucked her hand under the covers before whispering, "I'll listen to you, Qingqing."

Wen Qinghe recalled the chubby, tender little girl she had just seen, "Baby? Beibei? Ayan's little darling?"

Yan Xiao frowned slightly, reacting strongly: "No way!"

Wen Qinghe looked at him in surprise, "Why not?"

The man said earnestly, "I only have one little baby, my darling. One baby like you is enough for the family. The old folks in the village all say that a humble name is easier to raise, and the name doesn't need to be too nice."

Although Wen Qinghe felt embarrassed, she also felt that it made sense, after all, she had not been in good health since childhood.

"Then, Ah Yan, what do you think we should call her?"

Yan Xiao pondered for a moment, then suddenly blurted out a few words: "Dog? Dog Egg? Dog Leftovers?"

Yan Zhenyue, who came in to deliver the food, said: This bastard is a real dog... He dared to let his snacks be called that, so he will change his real name to Gou Sheng (Dog Leftovers)!

Fortunately, before he could speak, Wen Qinghe said with a face full of black lines, "But our family has a girl..."

Yan Zhenyue nodded silently in approval.

Thinking that most of the women's names in the village were related to flowers, Yan Xiao casually said, "Then how about Red Flower? Green Flower? Big Flower? Morning Glory?"

"Wow—"

The tiny baby next door, still asleep in its swaddling clothes, suddenly pouted and burst into tears.

Lin Yingru gently coaxed him while skillfully unwrapping the baby's blanket. She saw no wet diaper and the formula had just been fed.

Not understanding why her granddaughter was crying, she picked her up and gently patted her to comfort her.

Hearing his granddaughter crying, Yan Zhenyue, who was still at the door, quickly put the lunchbox inside and shoved it into Yan Xiao's hand before rushing out the door.

The voice carried even before the person was seen:

"Oh dear, what's wrong with our little sweetie? Sweetie~ Grandpa's little sweetie~ Who's the annoying one who made my sweetie cry? Don't cry, don't cry, Grandpa's here! Don't worry, with Grandpa here, no one will bully our little sweetie, not even your dad..."

Yan Xiao: ...

His face suddenly darkened. The old man was pointing fingers at him; he shouldn't think he didn't know.

Wen Qinghe couldn't help but chuckle, "How about we call you Little Snack as your nickname?"

"Okay, my darling's choice is really nice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crying from next door seemed to stop abruptly.

The little cub smacked its lips and went to sleep.

…

"You mean, you saw Hehe?"

In his shock, Wen Yunhuai realized that what he had felt outside the operating room that day might not have been a hallucination.

Those eyes…

It wasn't just his delusion after all...

Wen Yunhuai's eyes reddened, and he asked excitedly, "How is Hehe? She's not dead? Why won't she come to see me..."

Wen Qinghe's eyes welled up with tears. "I...I don't know why Mom only came and then left. I thought it was just a dream..."

Wen Yunhuai disregarded his own needs and quickly comforted his daughter, saying, "Qingqing, don't cry. You're still in your postpartum period, and crying is bad for your eyes."

Wen Qinghe then composed herself and took out the blood jade for Wen Yunhuai.

"Has Dad seen this jade before? It seems like Mom put it in my hand."

Wen Yunhuai's pupils trembled slightly, and his fingers reached out with trembling hands, his expression a mixture of crying and laughing.

"It's Hehe's. Hehe really came. She's not dead, my Hehe isn't dead..."

After saying this, fearing that his emotions would affect his daughter, he wiped away his tears and softly said to Wen Qinghe:

"Sweetie, can I borrow this blood jade for a few days?"

Wen Qinghe wanted her father to be happy more than anyone else.

But all these years, Dad has always had Mom in his heart.

Now that Mom may not be dead, her happiness and excitement are genuine, but Dad's are even more so.

“Dad, since this belongs to Mom, it means that Mom will definitely reappear. Maybe this jade is leaving some message for you.”

She winked at Wen's father, and Wen Yunhuai's expression lit up.

A sense of anticipation arose in my heart.

He carefully carried the blood jade back home.

…

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Wen Qinghe has finished her postpartum confinement period, and today she was finally able to take a good, relaxing bath.

Although the man would bathe her every day, using spiritual spring water, she still felt that it wasn't a proper bath unless she was soaking in the water.

No matter how she explained that she was better and there were no problems, the bathing schedule was still delayed until the end of her postpartum period, under the man's 24-hour surveillance.

After the baby's one-month celebration was held, Wen Yunhuai suddenly submitted his resignation to Peking University.

After that, I left Beijing.

Apart from Wen Qinghe, no one knew where he went.