Song Tingshen opened his eyes and looked at her, then hugged her tightly in his arms and laughed softly.
"You sleep a little longer." He bent down and kissed Chen Shuyi's forehead before getting up.
Chen Shuyi was indeed very exhausted last night. She couldn't get up in the morning and fell asleep in a daze.
It was already noon when she woke up again. After washing up and going to have lunch, she saw Song Tingshen sitting at the head of the bed, holding the two little ones and telling them a story with a book.
Xiao Huaining and Xiao Qingwan no longer felt strange about him. They hugged one of their father's arms and asked curious questions with bright eyes.
Song Tingshen gently held their hands. The little baby had grown into a child who could jump and run. He couldn't imagine his delicate Miss Shuyi giving birth to children in such a harsh environment.
Looking at the two well-behaved and lovely children, Song Tingshen was filled with guilt. He let others fight for the world, and he would just stay with his wife and children and never leave.
Shen Shuyi stood outside the door, quietly watching Song Tingshen telling stories in his soft and magnetic voice to coax the child to sleep, before she walked in.
She whispered, "They are all very brave. They never run around in the battlefield medical point, nor do they shout for no reason. They are very smart."
Song Ting took a deep breath, his eyes sore, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shuyi, I'm sorry."
Shen Shuyi pulled him up, and the two walked towards the living room. She said softly, “A Shen, I don’t blame you. It’s because you are on the front line that I feel at ease.”
"And the children are not a burden or a drag on me. With them, I feel very energetic. They are also the motivation for me to persevere."
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