The day Shen Wangchen woke up happened to be New Year's Eve.
In the simply decorated house, the man who had been unconscious for a long time looked much thinner, and even his baby face, which used to be slightly round, had lost its baby-like look.
He lay on the bed, his newly opened eyes staring straight at the bed curtains above his head.
The room was eerily quiet; he could even hear his own rapidly accelerating heartbeat and breathing.
His throat rolled slightly, he blinked, and after a long while, he opened his thin lips slightly...
No sound.
He couldn't make any sound.
Shen Wangchen frowned when he realized this. Just as he was about to lift the quilt and get up, he heard a familiar voice coming from far away.
Along with it, there was the teasing voice of another mature man and the gurgling sound of wheels rolling on the bluestone slabs.
He chased Meng Jiuan all the way, who was still one step faster than him even though he was sitting in a wheelchair.
Li Shengyi's face turned red from running. She finally saw the person in front of her control the wheelchair to stop. She immediately trotted forward and stood in front of him.
“Meng Jiuan, you’re so big, what if you break Daddy Shen’s wheelchair?!”
The little girl's cute questioning voice rang out in the cold courtyard.
Meng Jiuan looked at his little daughter who was standing in front of him, staring at him with wide eyes, as if she wanted to question him.
He looked down at the wooden wheelchair beneath him, and when he looked up again, although he frowned, the smile in his eyes could not be dispelled.
"Why do you call me Meng Jiuan so kindly, but call that brat Daddy Shen?"
"Besides, he hasn't woken up yet. Since he made such a good thing, what's wrong with Second Daddy trying it on the brat first?"
"I've been sliding all the way, and nothing's falling apart. How could I possibly break it?"
"Good intention, Second Daddy also wants this, so please make one for him."
The man practiced martial arts all year round, and even his fingertips had calluses.
However, he held the hand of his little daughter in front of him, but his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting his little daughter.
Li Shengyi, who had been chasing all the way, finally caught his breath.
Hearing the pleading voice of the man in front of her, she gritted her teeth, pulled out her hand from his palm, and then raised her hand and pinched his cheek hard.
"Can't!"
“Dad Shen has been lying down for too long and can’t adapt to getting up for a while. He will definitely need rehabilitation when the time comes. The wheelchair is made to facilitate his movement.”
"You're fine, you can walk, run and jump, why do you need a wheelchair?!"
Having said that, she reached out to grab the man's big hand, trying to pull him off the wheelchair, "Meng Jiuan, get down——"
"If you don't want to go down, then don't go down. Shengyi likes Yuanqing the most, and he even made a wheelchair for the brat. Why doesn't Second Daddy have anything? This is not fair!"
"I don't care. I need something too, otherwise... otherwise I won't get out of the wheelchair!"
He is obviously a 27-year-old man after the Chinese New Year, but now he is curled up in a wheelchair and begging for favors.
He still asked the five or six-year-old child standing in front of him for it.
After hearing what he said, Li Shengyi's eyes twitched violently.
She raised her eyes and met his. Seeing the determined look in his eyes, she curled the corners of her lips and then hooked her finger at him, "Second Daddy, come here."
"Come closer."
When Meng Jiuan heard his little daughter calling him "Second Daddy" obediently, his heart softened.
Now seeing his little daughter asking him to come closer, his eyes lit up and he immediately moved forward obediently.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his little daughter pouting and moving closer to him. Meng Jiuan felt his cheeks getting slightly hot and his heart was beating wildly.
Just when the sweet and soft scent of the little daughter filled his entire nostrils and he thought he was about to get a kiss from his little daughter.
A feeling of pain came from his cheek, making Meng Jiuan fall back to reality from his beautiful fantasy.
“I’m going to complain to Daddy, Second Daddy, you always bully Shengyi, and now you’re even snatching the wheelchair that Shengyi made for Daddy Shen!”
"Hey, hey, I'm wrong! Second Daddy knows he was wrong! Good boy, let go, it hurts."
"Second Daddy, push the wheelchair up right now and stop fooling around. Shengyi, don't go complain to Yuan Qing. He's the meanest and most petty person. If he knew I was like this, he would definitely lock me out of the Prime Minister's Mansion again."
When Meng Jiuan heard that his youngest daughter had brought out her good friend, he, who now knew how to act, begged for mercy on the spot.
When his little daughter let go of his hand, he got up from the wheelchair without hesitation, carried the wheelchair and quickly headed towards Shen Wangchen's house.
Just as he stepped into the inner room and made eye contact with Shen Wangchen, who turned his head to look at the door from the bed, a male voice suddenly exploded in the courtyard that had just quieted down.
"ah--!!!"
Li Shengyi was standing behind Meng Jiuan. Because the latter was tall, he blocked her sight just by standing at the door.
When she heard his cry, her heart skipped a beat and she was so scared that she hurried forward to pull at the corner of his clothes.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Did something happen to Daddy Shen?"
"Meng Jiuan, please say something. If you don't want to say anything, please don't block the door. You're driving me crazy..."
When she finally pulled Meng Jiuan away and saw the scene on the bed in the inner room, her eyes suddenly widened.
The next moment, she opened her mouth wide, "Ahhhh!"
“Dad Shen, you’re finally awake!!!”
Shen Wangchen felt that he must be dreaming.
He clearly remembered that he had just fallen off the cliff with Shengyi before falling into a coma, although Shengyi had called him "Daddy" before falling off the cliff.
But that was during a difficult moment, and Shengyi said it to comfort him.
How come when he woke up, not only was he not lying at the bottom of the cliff, but he was actually lying on the bed in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he even heard someone calling him...
Uncle Shen.
The corners of his lips couldn’t help but rise slightly, and Shen Wangchen slowly closed his eyes.
It would be fine if this was a dream, but I beg God to let him have this beautiful dream for a little longer.
If he were to wake up and face the bottom of a cliff covered with endless snow, he would rather live his whole life in this beautiful dream.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, the two screams rang in his ears again.
Then, two different footsteps gradually approached the bed.
The next moment, a light slap landed on his cheek.
Not painful, but loud enough.
"Meng Jiuan, why did you slap him?!"
There was a sincere exclamation in my ears.
"I'm just worried that he'll faint again. He's been unconscious for a long time. The imperial physician said that if he faints again, he'll starve to death."
Meng Jiuan's words fell into his ears, and Shen Wangchen opened his eyes again, a look of astonishment appeared in his watery eyes, "I... am not dreaming?"
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