Sheng Tang had a great sleep.
The burden that had entangled her for years was lifted, leaving her feeling light and relaxed.
The next day, she didn't wake up until nine in the morning.
When she first woke up, she heard voices coming from outside.
Sheng Tang listened carefully and recognized Gu Shiyan and Song Chen.
And there was also the sound of children.
Sheng Tang casually ruffled her hair a bit, got up, and opened the door.
Song Chen was sitting on the sofa, holding a child; Gu Shiyan stood beside him, feeding the child some baby food.
Maybe the couple hadn't taken care of the child alone before, they seemed a bit clumsy.
"Ting, bring me a wet towel," Gu Shiyan called out.
She accidentally smeared porridge on her son's face again.
Watching this scene, Sheng Tang felt dazed, as if she was in a sweet dream she hadn't fully awoken from.
Gu Shiting came over with a warm wet towel and saw Sheng Tang: "You're awake?"
Everyone looked at her.
