In the middle of the night, Tong Lu walked out of the ward and stood in the corridor to tell Shanshan a story. Shanshan had long fallen asleep with her mother's voice. Leng Yejin turned off the light and placed the phone to his ear. In the quiet night, only the woman's soft and gentle voice could be heard from the phone.
"Little uncle, is Shanshan asleep?"
"No, continue."
Was it? Why was he still awake? she had already told five bedtime stories. Was it because she was not by his side? However, Shi Yang was hurt because of her and she could not ignore him. She could only continue to tell the story, hoping to coax Shanshan to sleep as soon as possible.