Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Sharing a Room
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."
"Then we’ll have to teach them properly. From now on, I’m your mother. Now, let’s get you something to eat."
Aunt Li had brought some rice congee for the children. It was very thin, perfect for children who were sick.
Fu Mingxue poured the still-warm congee into two small bowls.
She fed the child in her arms one spoonful at a time.
Perhaps the little one was feeling better, or maybe he was just truly hungry, but he didn’t resist at all.
Qin Wenhao, on the other hand, was not adept at feeding children, and the one he was feeding ended up with a messy face.
After Fu Mingxue finished feeding the boy, she reached for the other child.
"Let me."
Qin Wenhao immediately handed the child to her.
After Fu Mingxue finished feeding them both, she wiped their little faces clean.
Perhaps due to the medicine they’d been given, the two children fell asleep again not long after they finished eating.
"These two are so easy to take care of," Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but remark.
"Most children their age would be crying and fussing nonstop if they got sick."
Qin Wenhao glanced at her. "They are very well-behaved. Their family didn’t have many people around, and no grandparents either. They were left at their uncle’s house, but their uncle has many children of his own—"
This was the first time Qin Wenhao had spoken about the children’s past, and Fu Mingxue’s curiosity was piqued. "Their mother was just willing to leave them behind and remarry?"
A chill spread across Qin Wenhao’s face. "Some people don’t deserve to be mothers."
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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