However, because Quan Jin fell into a coma again, Quan Xishen and Mrs. Mu Lan came over.

Gu Yuan, in her current state, was not fit for meeting others, so she went to the bathroom, naturally avoiding the awkward encounter with the main house couple.

Quan Xishen looked at the big and small father and daughter sleeping on the big bed, frowning slightly: "Suisui, with her restless sleeping habits, could she..."

Mrs. Mu Lan: "Are you worried it will affect our son’s rest?"

Quan Xishen shook his head: "Worried that Suisui might be squished by him, both father and daughter have the same habit, they don’t sleep still."

He’s definitely her real dad.

Mrs. Mu Lan covered her mouth and chuckled: "Not quite, our son is a bit tired, so there shouldn’t be much issue with his sleeping tonight, but I think..."

No need to finish the sentence.

As her husband, Quan Xishen understood halfway: "Then if Suisui wakes up at midnight looking for someone, and we give her back to Miss Gu, wouldn’t that be too disturbing?"

Mrs. Mu Lan considered this, sighing: "I would also love to cuddle such a soft little bundle, how wonderful it would feel."

Just as she finished speaking.

She heard Quan Xishen add: "Isn’t cuddling me the same?"

Aside from Mrs. Mu Lan and Quan Xishen, there were no other people here, but their comatose son and sprawled out granddaughter lay on the bed. Even so, Mrs. Mu Lan felt a bit embarrassed and pinched Quan Xishen’s arm: "At this age, you still don’t behave."

Quan Xishen put on an aggrieved expression: "How am I not behaving? Didn’t you say..."

Mrs. Mu Lan: "Shut up."

Quan Xishen: "..." Alright then.

"I should have gone to Sui City earlier to meet my little granddaughter and build a bond; otherwise, she wouldn’t be so shy and distant when meeting me today." Just thinking about it made Mrs. Mu Lan feel a bit stuffy in her chest.

She glanced at her husband, signaling toward the bathroom with her eyes, which Quan Xishen naturally understood, pursing his lips into a line without saying anything.

In fact, during these few minutes, Mrs. Mu Lan secretly wished to see Gu Yuan again, even though she knew she didn’t quite fit the role of a mother-in-law, but she still was one.

And also because she was wearing cotton pajamas, she considered that meeting her daughter-in-law like this wouldn’t be appropriate.

Yet even though she dressed up tonight, she still didn’t get to meet her, and it seemed unlikely now.

"It’s getting late, we should go back and rest," Quan Xishen said.

Mrs. Mu Lan nodded: "Let’s go, and try to step quietly so as not to wake my little granddaughter."

"Understood, understood," Quan Xishen responded softly, lightening his steps.

The son doesn’t seem like a son anymore!

Soon after the main house couple left, Gu Yuan emerged from the bathroom.

She had intentionally avoided them, otherwise, she would have come out earlier.

Quan Jin was still asleep, sleeping deeply, yet his brow was always furrowed, perhaps trapped in a nightmare he couldn’t escape.

Gu Yuan reached out to smooth out his brow: "I wonder how you’ll be when you wake up tomorrow. I hope this is just a brief identity crisis, that you’re still Quan Jin, not Chi Yu."

If he turned back into Chi Yu, sealing up Quan Jin, everything would loop back into a dead end.

He would leave her repeatedly, unable to stay by her side forever, and if one day the time and space got confused, when he returned, she might already be old...

That night, Quan Jin had the same dream, with repeated scenes, repeated sounds, and despair, as if sinking into an abyss.

When he woke up in the morning, he was still immersed in that despairing sadness, unable to regain his senses.

Just as he was overwhelmed with sorrow, a small foot stepped on his cheek, almost deforming his face.

He: "..."

"Eat fish ~ eat fish ~ eat fish ~ eat fish ~"

"Eat fish ~ good morning ~"

Quan Jin’s face twisted into an ashen color, just about to brush off the foot on his face, when he heard the crispy little voice of a girl saying to eat fish.

His hand, poised in the air, stopped abruptly.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Just a little more, it was close.

After stepping on Quan Jin’s face with one foot, Suisui gave his other cheek a kick for symmetry.

Quan Jin probably never imagined that one day, upon waking, he wouldn’t be greeted by a kiss from his future wife but by a kick from his daughter.

As if this wasn’t enough, why did his chest feel so suffocated?

Looking over, he saw the little girl’s entire body flung onto his chest.

Quan Jin: "..."

"Eat fish ~ eat fish ~ eat fish ~ eat fish ~"

"Playing with fish and taking medicine, is that okay~"

What was Suisui talking about?

Banging on about fish and medicine.

Quan Jin supported himself up, lifting the little girl off his chest to sit her on the side. Just as he let her go, the next second, the little girl wiggled back like an eel, rolling around in his arms.