Aunt Li was a little worried.
After all, the two of them were young and didn’t seem like the type who knew how to care for children.
But Qin Wenhao insisted, so Aunt Li had no choice but to head back.
The two children woke up around eight o’clock that evening.
Fu Mingxue had been watching over the children, so the moment she saw them wake up, she immediately felt their foreheads.
She found that their fevers seemed to have broken completely.
When the children saw her, they were a little scared.
It was the wariness one has around a stranger.
Fu Mingxue withdrew her hand, making her expression as gentle as possible.
"Are you hungry?"
The children’s eyes were wide. They were a little scared, but they didn’t cry.
They just stared intently at Fu Mingxue.
Just then, Qin Wenhao noticed the children were awake and came over.
"Hao Hao, Keke, this is your mother—"
Fu Mingxue looked at them and saw the dependence in their eyes as they looked at Qin Wenhao. They clearly wanted him to hold them.
"You should hold them."
Qin Wenhao: ?
However, he saw the hopeful look in the children’s eyes.
So he picked one of them up—and thrust him into Fu Mingxue’s arms.
"You’re their mother. You hold one, too."
Fu Mingxue reflexively reached out and held the child.
Fortunately, the child in her arms didn’t resist.
He was so well-behaved—so much so that it was heartbreaking.
Qin Wenhao, for his part, picked up the other child.
The little girl was clearly much happier, nestled in her father’s arms.
"They can’t talk yet."
Qin Wenhao’s words surprised Fu Mingxue.
"They’re over a year old now, aren’t they? But some children start talking later. It’s nothing to worry about."
Qin Wenhao said, "Thirteen months, exactly. They can’t talk, but they can walk."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
Qin Wenhao didn’t want to continue the conversation. Besides, it was getting late.
He pointed to the other bed in the hospital room. "You can sleep there tonight."
Fu Mingxue blurted out reflexively, "Then where will you sleep?"
’He’s not planning to sleep with me, is he?’
"I’ll just squeeze in here." Qin Wenhao pointed to Qin Hao’s bed.
The child was small, so there was enough room for him to squeeze in.
Fu Mingxue: ...
’Right. How could I have been so stupid?’
"Alright, I’ll go to sleep then."
’Good thing I showered earlier today.’
After Qin Wenhao watched her lie down, he lay down beside his son as well.
Fu Mingxue had been in the same train car as him.
So, sharing a room this time didn’t feel like a big deal.

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