As Song Jiaping recovered, his body gradually healed. Apart from his amnesia, all other aspects improved.
Meng Yao didn't mind that he was still a stranger to her and took meticulous care of him by his side.
One day, a batch of casualties arrived at the hospital. Seeing that everyone was busy, she went to help.
After all the injured were settled, it was already evening. Meng Yao came to Song Jiaping's ward and saw him sitting by the window, staring blankly at the moon in the night sky.
"Jiaping, what are you looking at? Have you eaten dinner?"
Song Jiaping turned to look at her. Because he couldn't remember, he wasn't sure how to interact with her. He replied, "Meng Yao, I haven't eaten yet. I was waiting for you."
Meng Yao walked up to him and said gently, "Don't wait for me in the future. Eat first. Your body is still recovering, you can't go hungry."
"Okay, but I'm not hungry." Song Jiaping saw her take out canned food and bread and said, "I want to go for a walk. The night is so beautiful tonight."
Meng Yao knew that he couldn't casually leave the hospital, or there would be mortal danger. She smiled and said, "Eat something first, and I'll take you to a good place after you're done."
"What place? Can we go outside?"
Meng Yao smiled and didn't answer him. She ate some bread herself.
Song Jiaping really wanted to know where she would take him, so he started eating with her.
He remembered Meng Yao telling him that they were both doctors who had applied to be Doctors Without Borders together, coming to this war-torn place to save lives and heal the wounded.
But he was accidentally shot in the head, which caused him to be in a coma for several months.
Although Song Jiaping had no impression of this woman named Meng Yao, for some reason, he was willing to believe her.
Perhaps it was because he couldn't remember anything, and he had no other choice but to trust her.
After eating, Meng Yao took him to the rooftop of the building and whispered to him, "It's not safe outside. But we can get some fresh air here."
Song Jiaping felt that besides having a wider view of the moon on the rooftop, there was nothing special about it. It was as boring as staying in the ward all day.
Meng Yao pulled him to sit on a stone stool, swung her legs, and said to him coquettishly, "The leaders of the two factions here don't abide by the peace treaty and shoot indiscriminately outside the hospital. Please don't go out, okay?"
Song Jiaping looked at her current appearance and was stunned. He felt as if they had sat on the rooftop like this before, looking at the starry sky.
Seeing his confused expression, Meng Yao smiled and said, "Did you remember anything? Ever since we came here, we often came here for fresh air and to look up at the night sky."
Song Jiaping grunted deeply.
Meng Yao suddenly stood up, cupped his face, and kissed his forehead. With a smile in her eyes, she said, "This is your reward for being obedient."
Song Jiaping obediently said, "Then I'll listen to you from now on."
He also imitated her and swung his legs, then looked at the bright moon in the night sky and said, "It's a pity there are no stars tonight."
Meng Yao glanced at him from time to time and suddenly felt that his amnesia might not be a bad thing. The grievances and enmities that stood between them would all disappear.
They were just an ordinary couple who had gone from dating to marriage. Especially since they were far from Lancheng, no one would disturb them.
Song Jiaping tried to open his arms to embrace her and asked, "Did I used to hold you like this to watch the night sky?"
Meng Yao smiled at him and said, "Yes, we would wait from dark until sunrise. Sunrise is very beautiful in this vast and boundless place."
"Then I'll stay with you until sunrise tonight..."
Meng Yao also hugged him and said, "Never mind, it's too cold at night with heavy dampness. You've just recovered, you can't catch a cold."
Song Jiaping held her tighter and said, "I won't. I'm fine. We won't be cold if we snuggle like this."
Meng Yao nestled against him. In this moment of embrace, this happiness was like a gift from heaven, and she cherished it dearly.
...
Ever since Xiao Xingxing went abroad, Susu would call him almost every night, asking about his studies and life throughout the day.
Xiao Xingxing's tone on the phone was cheerful, repeatedly reassuring her that he had adapted to school life there and asked her not to call him every day.
After finishing the call with Xiao Xingxing, Susu sat in her room with a hint of disappointment.
This child had grown up so quickly, it seemed he didn't need her to do anything anymore. This child had also become mature too early.
Tianyi finished his work in the study and returned to the room. Seeing that she hadn't made a call, he asked, "Did you talk to Xiao Xingxing? Is he doing well today?"
"He's doing very well. He was happy on the phone and said he's adapted to school life and made new friends."
Tianyi quickly said, "That's a good thing. You can rest assured now, but why aren't you happy?"
"Rest assured about what? He doesn't need me and can live on his own. But he's still not an adult..."
"Do you think if you keep spoiling him and managing everything for him, he'll be able to be independent as soon as he becomes an adult?" Tianyi interrupted her, "When I was his age, I started relying on myself before I became an adult, which is how I became so powerful. Xiao Xingxing should be trained to strengthen his will as early as possible if he is to become my successor."
"But I think he's still just a child. How can you be so cold-blooded?" Susu disagreed.
Tianyi was angered by her words and said, "I've suddenly become cold-blooded? Do you think I don't love him? I am his father. I believe that loving a child is not spoiling them, especially since he is a boy, he cannot be spoiled excessively."
After speaking, Tianyi strode into the bathroom, not wanting to discuss it with her anymore.
Susu knew she had angered him, but she didn't intend to spoil Xiao Xingxing indiscriminately. It was just that her feelings for him were different from her feelings for other children.
Perhaps she was overly anxious. Although she felt Xiao Xingxing was capable, she was reluctant to let go, caught in this conflicted state of mind.
Susu lay down on the bed, trying to relax her mood and not worry too much about Xiao Xingxing. Starting from tomorrow, she planned to contact Xiao Xingxing once a week or every half month.
She lay there for a while and heard the bathroom door open.
Susu turned her back to the bathroom, pretending to be asleep, not wanting to talk to Tianyi anymore.
He couldn't understand her feelings as a mother at all. Back then, when she was raising Xiao Xingxing alone, it was so difficult. There were times she almost couldn't go on, but thanks to Xiao Xingxing's cuteness and sensibility, he gave her a lot of strength.
Now that life was better, she originally wanted to compensate Xiao Xingxing more, but this child was sensible to the point of being heartbreaking.
Tianyi knew she wasn't asleep. He lay beside her, patted her shoulder, and said, "Are you planning to ignore me?"
"It's clearly my words that were unpleasant, and you're angry," Susu mumbled back. "I won't call Xiao Xingxing every day anymore. I'll learn from you and be more ruthless in letting go."
Hearing this, Tianyi angrily turned her around, propped himself up on one side, and stared at her, saying, "In your eyes, I'm just a cold-blooded and heartless father. Don't I care about Xiao Xingxing?"