Song Yao had a strange dream.
She dreamed that she had become a character in a book, and her son, who was six months old, would become a villain who would commit all kinds of evil deeds in the future. In order to get the female lead, he would use unscrupulous means. Therefore, he became a stumbling block for the male lead and was finally ruthlessly killed by the male lead.
What was even more terrifying was that her husband, Yu Yong, would give her son away tonight! And their family was not so poor that they could not even afford to raise a child.
Her brother and sister-in-law were all working in the brigade and had an income. Her in-laws were in charge of the two acres of land at home and had saved up a lot of savings. The place they lived in was quite spacious and had a large courtyard. They had chickens, ducks, and geese.
As for her husband, Yu Yong, he was born the second son of the Yu family. He joined the army early and was now the head of the brigade.
Yu Yong was often not at home. Occasionally, when he came back, he would bring her some small gifts and never spoke to her loudly. The two of them had always lived comfortably. After two years of marriage, they had a precious son.
Everyone in the village said that Song Yao had married into a good family. Song Yao also thought that she was lucky. She would never believe that Yu Yong would do something like sending her son away.
But this dream was too realistic!
In her dream, Yu Yong had taken her son away and given him to his infertile comrade. He had even calmly told her that his son had been sent to repay his benefactor. After that, she had experienced miscarriage, infertility, betrayal by her husband, and her husband cheating on her…
A series of bad luck came knocking on her door.
In the end, she was pushed down the tall building by the mistress and did not see her son for the last time.
After her son was taken away by Yu Yong, he did not have a good life.
After Yu Yong's comrade died early, his son was kidnapped and sold. It was not easy for him to escape from the human traffickers, but he lived a wandering life without food.
And just when he was at his lowest point, he met the female lead in the book. In order to be worthy of the female lead, he did many illegal and wrong things until he stepped into the abyss.
With not much explanation, the author explained the end of his life.
It shouldn't be like this. She was lucky.
She and her son should not have ended up like this.
"No, no! Baby Xuan, come back quickly!" Song Yao was completely awakened.
Her forehead was covered in sweat as she panted heavily. The scene in front of her was still blurry.
She almost couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.
But at this moment, someone came from outside the door.
It was late at night. When Song Yao heard the sound, she immediately became vigilant.
When the light from outside shone in, it was so stimulating that Song Yao could not open her eyes. Coupled with the fact that she had a nightmare just now, her mind was dizzy and she could not see who was coming.
Song Yao subconsciously leaned against the cradle at the side. If there was really a thief, she would fight him to death to protect her son.
"It's me." Yu Yong carried a green bag and pushed the door open.
"I just came back and greeted my family. They're all asleep. I came to take a look. I didn't disturb you when I saw that you were asleep. Why are you still awake now? Did you have a nightmare?" Yu Yong said.
His gentle words made Song Yao a little confused. When Yu Yong turned on the lights and she saw who he was, she heaved a sigh of relief.
"Are you hungry after coming back? I'll go heat up some porridge for you." Song Yao patted her chest to reassure herself and was about to get out of bed.
However, Yu Yong was busy rejecting her. "It's late at night. Skip the trouble and go to bed early. I can do it myself."
He helped Song Yao back to bed and tucked her in before putting down his bag to see his son.
Seeing that the child was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, he could not help but rub his chubby face with his fingers. He only retracted his hand with a silly smile when the child patted him impatiently.
The scene of the father and son getting along harmoniously stunned Song Yao. How could the child's father take the child away just like that?
Song Yao felt that she must be thinking too much. She suddenly got up and hugged Yu Yong's waist, leaning her head against his back.
Yu Yong was clearly shocked by this action. His shoulders shrugged.
"What's wrong?" Yu Yong asked.
"Nothing. I had a bad dream." Song Yao took a deep breath.
Yu Yong pondered for a moment and turned around to hold Song Yao's hand. "The dreams are all fake. Don't think too much."
Yu Yong didn't seem to care about her dream.
Song Yao was a little unhappy, but soon, Yu Yong's expression became nervous. "Why are you having a fever? Quick, lie down. I'll get some water."
Song Yao was stunned. At this moment, Yu Yong had already put his head against hers to check her body temperature. Then, he started to panic.
Song Yao couldn't help but rejoice that Yu Yong still had her and the child in his heart. Indeed, dreams were all fake.
She lay on the bed and chuckled. She did not notice that Yu Yong had stopped wiping her hands.
"It's getting late. Rest early," Yu Yong urged.
Song Yao thought that Yu Yong was concerned about her. In a daze, she muttered, "Yu Yong, will you always be good to me and the child?"
Yu Yong was stunned. He held Song Yao's hand and said affirmatively, "Of course."
Song Yao nodded and closed her eyes in peace.
When Yu Yong saw this, he immediately hid her hand back under the blanket and walked to the child at the side.
Song Yao still couldn't sleep well. She wanted to wake up a few times, but her mind was dizzy, as if she had been kept in the dark.
She could not break free no matter how hard she tried. She could only watch as her son avenged her and was beaten up until he fell in the rain.
Song Yao could only watch and do nothing.
She could not even hug her son and only watched him pass by. Then, she heard a gunshot and was completely separated from him.