Dear Mr. Shi

When Shi Yuhan asked him to go back, he ordered Aunt He to buy soup and porridge, and he kept guarding next to Song Qinghuan every step of the way.

Seeing her still calm and bloodless face, Shi Yuhan felt uneasy for a moment.

He could think of their baby being conceived in her belly at the moment, and he felt that Song Qinghuan was just talking angry.

He knew that Song Qinghuan loved children, and she would not really leave him for the sake of her children.

After a while, Aunt He brought the soup over.

Putting the soup on the bedside table, Shi Yuhan leaned over to her ear, and whispered: "Bring the soup here, get up and eat some?"

Since Song Qinghuan said that "Let's get a divorce", he has not spoken again.

But she didn’t sleep either, she was always calm, watching with open eyes

Because she has slept for a long time, she is not at all sleepy now, nor does she want to close her eyes. She wants Shi Yuhan to know that she is really going to get a divorce.

For Shi Yuhan, as if nothing happened, Song Qinghuan felt that it seemed difficult to keep herself from getting angry.

Shi Yuhan brought the soup, opened the lid and poured out a small bowl.

He gently blew the heat coming out, scooped a spoonful and looked at Song Qinghuan expectantly: "Is it very fragrant? Get up and drink a little."

Before Song Qinghuan could answer, Shi Yuhan helped her raise the bed.

After Song Qinghuan sat down, he tested the temperature on his lips against the spoon, and felt that it was not hot anymore. Only then did he bring the spoon to Song Qinghuan's lips.

But Song Qinghuan tilted his head slightly to the other side.

Shi Yuhan didn't get angry, and went to the other side again, looking at her with a soft expression: "Hey, just take a bite, come and open your mouth."

Song Qinghuan closed his eyes.

Her deep eyes trembled slightly, Shi Yuhan bowed her head, her thin lips lightly pressed against her hair and slowly rubbed her hair, and said in a low voice, "You don't want to eat, then you can rest well."

With his eyes closed, Song Qinghuan breathed slightly tight, completely treating Shi Yuhan as a transparent person.

After returning home, Song Qinghuan's pregnancy reaction suddenly became particularly serious, often vomiting that was overwhelming, until the end of the vomiting, even the stomach acid was vomited out.

It was too uncomfortable. I couldn't eat anything all day. I was lying in bed all day long. I felt weak and limp.

After finally recovering a little bit and having some strength, she asked Shi Yuhan to talk about the divorce: "Take some time in these two days, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the divorce procedures."

Although I had eaten something, my body was still empty, apathetic, and lacking energy.

Shi Yuhan looked at her pale and thinner face and frowned, as if he didn't hear her.

He just sat down on the sand beside her, holding her hand with one hand: "If you are really vomiting badly, go to the hospital and have a look."

Without touching his hand, Song Qinghuan raised his hand and avoided it: "No need."

Lifting her eyes, she looked at him solemnly: "When are you free? Let's go through the formalities."

Shi Yuhan's eyes sank, staring at her indifferently, silent.

Song Qinghuan looked at him quietly, and said after a while: "Do you want to get a divorce?"

Shi Yuhan's voice is still very flat: "Since you know, why are you asking?"

"I want to leave, I don't care if you are inseparable, anyway, I want to divorce, I only want children, I don't want anything else." Song Qinghuan's tone is also very calm, as if after careful consideration.