Four children, so little, dressed alike, were all sprawled on the bed—it was an adorable and amusing sight.
An Jing, who had initially been down due to An Yiyun's health, felt much better upon seeing this scene, and even burst out laughing.
However, because An Yiyun was frail, he couldn't stay sprawled out for too long. After a short while, he began to have difficulty breathing and started to groan in discomfort. Xiao Changyi, seeing this, quickly turned An Yiyun over and held him in his arms.
An Jing's spirits had been lifted by the four little ones' antics, but now, An Yiyun's silent demonstration of his frailty made her heart ache in an instant.
An Yiyun was not seriously ill; he simply had difficulty breathing briefly. After catching his breath, he looked up at Xiao Changyi's face and his little mouth immediately broke into a smile.
Seeing An Jing distressed, Xiao Changyi handed An Yiyun to her.
