After drinking, her mind began to diverge to points that she didn’t pay attention to in daily life, such as the fact that Han Qingsong owed herself a boyfriend.
Following the influence of the alcohol, her vision became blurred and her thoughts started to spiral. In a trance, she felt something odd.
She didn’t know if her transmigration here was her occupying the body of the original owner or if the two women were two versions of her in different worlds that had merged into one.
Perhaps, the original owner had also transmigrated to another world and was living the life that she always wanted.
There was an indescribable feeling in her heart, which was probably joy and a sense of lingering emptiness, but fortunately she managed to live up to her body and identity. She loved her children as much as she could, somehow managed to run a family and lived her new life wholeheartedly.
It could also be regarded as abiding by professional ethics, if time travel was also considered a job.
She saw Xiaowang lying on the side.
The kang was too hot and he was sweating from sleep. His face was flushed red from the steam, but he looked absolutely adorable.
She supported the edge of the kang and moved over to help Xiaowang pull down the quilt, remembering his scared and trembling form right after she transmigrated here. Looking at him sleeping calmly and peacefully at this Motherent with a contented smile on his fair and tender face, a feeling of elation flowed in his heart.
She lowered her head and kissed Xiaowang’s flushed cheek, dear child, thank you for being so cute.
At this time, the laughter of other children came from outside and her heart suddenly softened. Her eyes became moist and something hot flowed out of them.
Although she was far from the once familiar life she lived before, tied to her current husband and her children, she didn’t regret anything.
All of this was considered a gift from God who gave her Han Qingsong as her husband instead of someone like Eldest Brother Han.
She thought that this was also a good omen in a sense.
Thank you, you are all my little angels.
In the dimness of her surroundings, it seemed like she was able to see Han Qingsong, so she raised a glass to him, “Cheers.”
He stared at her with a slight frown. His eyes were deep and dark and she
once thought they were cold, but after falling into them, she found that they were filled with warmth and bottomless tenderness.
She blurred her eyes and drank again.
He took the bowl away and embraced her with open arms while she wrapped her arms weakly around his neck.
He lowered his head and kissed her, but she hid slightly, “Han Qingsong, I want to have a boyfriend.”
Lin Lan felt like she was having a dream. She dreamed that she had transmigrated back to her former world. Han Qingsong and the children have all disappeared and she couldn’t find them anywhere. She was so anxious that she cried and cried.
It woke her up suddenly.
At this time, there was the sound of crackling firecrackers outside as well as the muttering of children.
She patted her chest, reassuring herself, don’t scare yourself, but damn did I frighten myself half to death.
Sanwang poked his head through the crack of the door and looked at her with a smile, “Mother, are you awake? We’re setting off firecrackers and it’s time to make dumplings soon.”
Lin Lan always felt that his cunning eyes were malicious, but she merely rubbed her head, “I fell asleep.”