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Chapter 367 Mumu¡¯s comfort

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    Chuchen stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking about the situation she had worked hard to change after her rebirth. Now she and Ye Junhao are deeply in love with each other, and her son is gradually getting close to her.

    The family of three lives happily.

    Although accidents occasionally happen.

    ¡°Compared to the previous life, this life is really good.

    If her ending is the same as in her previous life

    The more she thought about it, the more Chuchen¡¯s heart ached.

    He tilted his head and looked at his son who was sleeping on the bed next to him. The little guy looked as cute as a little angel when he fell asleep.

    Chuchen got up, sat down by his son's bed, reached out and gently touched his son's face.

    In her previous life, she died when her son was eight years old. Her soul wandered around for a long time. She was not reborn until her son was about ten years old.

    She failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother and failed to see her son grow up, let alone get married.

    In this life, will she still not be able to see her son grow up?

    Thinking of having to say goodbye to her husband and son completely, Chuchen¡¯s tears couldn¡¯t stop falling, one drop at a time.

    She felt the heartbreak of separation between life and death.

    It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that I can¡¯t describe it in words.

    Mumu, who had always been unshakable after falling asleep and would only wake up naturally, woke up at this time and opened his eyes to see his mother sitting by the bed, still crying.

    The little guy¡¯s big black eyes were darting around. Soon, he turned over and sat up, diving into Chuchen¡¯s arms.

    "Mother."

    Chuchen quickly wiped away her tears and hugged him tightly.

    Mumu raised a hand and childishly wiped her mother's tears, but the childish voice made Chuchen's tears keep slipping down like a missing embankment.

    "Mom, don't cry, Mom, be obedient, be obedient, be obedient."

    Mumu comforted her mother and kept wiping her tears with her little hands.

    He thought it was his disobedience that made his mother cry.

    "Mom, don't cry, I, I will give you daddy's share, and give you a little more, mom."

    Mu Chuchen¡¯s heart was as sharp as a knife, and she pressed his head against her chest and hugged his little body tightly. In his previous life, until she died, he would not open his mouth to call her mom.

    "I can improve the relationship between mother and child in this life. Listening to him call her mom sweetly, it's worth dying."

    It¡¯s just that people¡¯s hearts are greedy. She is very greedy. She wants to live for decades more, wants to see her son grow up, wants to see her son marry and have children. She also wants to hug her grandson

    "Mumu, mommy loves you."

    Mu Chuchen pressed her face against her son's little face, her son's face covered with tears. The little guy didn't mind it, and said in a sweet voice, "Mom, I love you too, please stop crying."

    If dad sees mom crying, will he suspect that he was disobedient and made her cry?

    ¡°Mom doesn¡¯t want to cry, but she just can¡¯t help it.¡±

    Mu Chuchen felt that his eyes would become swollen if he continued crying. Jun Hao came back and saw that he felt distressed again, so he took a tissue from the bedside table and wiped his own tears.

    She reluctantly adjusted her emotions, then gently pushed her son's body away, held his shoulders, and warned softly: "Mumu, don't tell daddy that mommy cried."

    Mumu looked at her mother with her eyes wide open, opened her mouth and said, "Dad said that children cannot lie."

    Chuchen's eyebrows softened, and she rubbed her son's head gently, "Mumu, sometimes lying is also kind, and it is called a white lie. Dad knows that mom has cried, and she will feel bad. Mom doesn't want your dad to feel bad.  Mumu doesn¡¯t want to either, right?¡±

    Mu Mu nodded in understanding.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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