Yang Shannan received the biggest surprise of his life when he woke up that day. He discovered his mother was sleeping next to him, with his father sleeping, holding her in his arms from behind. They were even wearing matching pyjamas!
Yang Shannan was so excited he wanted to shout out, but quickly covered his own mouth. His grandmother once told him that if his parents slept together, it could mean having a little brother or sister, so he shouldn't disturb them.
Quietly, Yang Shannan crept out of bed, carefully stepping over his parents before running out. He wanted to tell his aunt that yesterday's plan had been successful, and dad had kept mom there.
Yang Yi squinted his eyes to watch the small figure run out, silently appreciating his son's consideration.
He held Meng Xiao tightly in his arms, the scent of their common shower gel masking her specific pine smell.
Images from the previous night flooded his mind, their entanglement until death.