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Zhou Qiao's hand gently fell on her lower abdomen, and she looked sideways at Zhuang Xiubai, who was less than two meters away from her.

His handsome features looked particularly soft because he was asleep, giving her a sense of security that she had not felt for many years.

She asked herself: If she had not met Zhao Huan that year, would she have accepted Zhuang Xiubai long ago?

She could not find the answer, because life could not be repeated, but the only thing she could be sure of was that if she had chosen Zhuang Xiubai that year, she would have lived a happy life.

She had long forgotten the scene of her first meeting with Zhuang Xiubai. Zhuang Xiubai really caught her attention one month after she entered the first semester of her freshman year.

Zhuang Xiubai was two years higher than her. He was a top student and the most handsome boy in the medical school. He devoted himself to his studies and did not even have a frequent relationship with the opposite sex. He was the white moonlight that many girls loved but could not get.

At that time, she suddenly discovered that Senior Zhuang, who was only interested in reading sage books, always appeared frequently in various activities of their art department.

The two often met in the crowd, but the first person to look away was Zhuang Xiubai.

Although girls are sensitive, she had Zhao Huan and didn't take Zhuang Xiubai to heart.

It was really a trick of the world. She was pregnant with a baby with the man who didn't catch her eye back then!

If Zhao Huan knew, would he blame her and hate her?

Whenever she thought of Zhao Huan, she felt a deep sense of suffocation in her heart.

After Zhao Huan left, she vowed to live alone until the end of her life, but she broke her promise in just a few years!

When she first learned that she was pregnant, she didn't have much affection for the little guy in her belly.

In the past two months, she slept alone in an empty house every night, and always confided her thoughts to the little guy.

She told him everything, whether happy or unhappy.

He seemed to have become an indispensable part of her life.

A few days ago, I was chatting with Wen Lan on the phone. Wen Lan talked about how bad her original family was and envied her family relationship with a loving father and mother.

From then on, she began to think about whether to give the baby a complete family.

The Zhuang family is also a family of scholars in Jiangcheng, and Zhuang Xiubai's character is impeccable. If the baby grows up in such a family atmosphere, it will definitely be a hundred times better than if she raises it alone!

Zhao Huan is gone, but she is still alive.

Not only is she alive, but she also has a baby.

As a mother, if she can't pave a smooth road for the baby, it's better not to give birth.

"Wake up."

I don't know when, Zhuang Xiubai has woken up, interrupting her thoughts that have long drifted away.

She said "um", "Zhuang Xiubai, I'm thinking about a problem."

"Tell me." Zhuang Xiubai pulled the injury on his arm when he leaned over, and his brows were furrowed in pain.

For the first time, Zhou Qiao looked at Zhuang Xiubai calmly and gently, "I - want to give the baby a home."

Zhuang Xiubai's expression froze instantly, "What did you say?"

"I want to give the baby a home." Zhou Qiao sat at the head of the bed with her knees hugged, her voice trembling, "Let's get married."

"Are you talking in your sleep?" Zhuang Xiubai got up from the lounge chair with a start, and couldn't wait to stand beside her.

Seeing her frowning and thinking, Zhuang Xiubai's heart sank: "Zhou Qiao, my heart has been broken for a long time, please stop rubbing salt on it."

Her clear eyes were full of determination, and she took the initiative to look into Zhuang Xiubai's eyes and said in a dark voice: "I want to give my baby a complete family."

"Don't regret it!" Zhuang Xiubai hugged her in a hurry, "If you are really sincere, get the certificate tomorrow and hold the wedding next week!"

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she paused, "You can get the certificate tomorrow, but it's too hasty to hold the wedding next week, so let's do it next month."

"I will listen to you in everything, and hold the wedding next month "Gift." Zhuang Xiubai held her hand and said softly, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me now. I won't be jealous if you still think about Zhao Huan in your heart. Feelings are developed through getting along. The rest of our lives are long and we have plenty of time."

"Take your time, don't push me too hard." Zhou Qiao gently pulled Zhuang Xiubai's hand away, "From now on, I will try to get along with you."

"I have been waiting for this sentence for eight years!" Zhuang Xiubai couldn't hide his joy, picked up the phone and said with a smile, "I will share this good news with my parents and Uncle Zhou and Auntie immediately."

Zhou Qiao smiled bitterly and didn't stop him.

Since she agreed to marry Zhuang Xiubai, it would be meaningless for her to be hypocritical.

Zhuang Xiubai called twice, and soon, Zhou Qiao's phone started to sing.

It was Zhou's mother.

Zhou Qiao openly admitted to Zhou's mother that she wanted to marry Zhuang Xiubai, and Zhou's mother was so happy that she stuttered.

Then, Zhuang Xiubai pulled Zhou Qiao into the WeChat group of the family of three, and both Zhuang's father and mother sent Zhou Qiao a welcome gift by transferring money.

Zhou Qiao's family has always been relatively well-off, and Zhou Qiao doesn't care much about money, otherwise she wouldn't have fallen in love with Zhao Huan, who came from an ordinary working-class family.

Out of respect for the Zhuang family, she accepted the gift without hesitation, and sent two thank-you emojis to Zhuang's father and mother respectively.

After comforting both parents, it was already past midnight. Zhou Qiao yawned and lay on the bed, and Zhuang Xiubai mustered up the courage to lie down beside her.

Although she was a little resistant, she still controlled all her negative emotions and reached out to turn off the table lamp on the bedside table, "Go to sleep, tomorrow you have to go to get the certificate and go to the hospital to change your medicine, so you're busy."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiubai let out a long sigh.

That night, he was very careful and didn't dare to get too close to Zhou Qiao.

The next morning, the two arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 8:30 and successfully applied for a marriage certificate.

Zhuang's mother found a Feng Shui master, who picked an auspicious day for the couple to get married, which would be the sixth day of next month.

There are twenty days before the two get the marriage certificate.

During the twenty days of preparation for the wedding, Zhou Qiao gradually adapted to the identity of Mrs. Zhuang and was able to get along with Zhuang Xiubai and his family openly.

The day before the wedding, Zhou Qiao drove to the Western Suburbs Cemetery alone to say goodbye to Zhao Huan.

She burned a lot of paper money for Zhao Huan and talked a lot.

When she turned to leave, she found that Zhuang Xiubai had been standing behind her for a long time.

She took the initiative to say, "I came to say goodbye to him. I won't come to see him before the baby is born."

Zhuang Xiubai stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, his voice faint, "Zhao Huan risked his life to save you, hoping that you would live a better life, not to carry a heavy burden. Because if you really love someone, you will only hope that she will be happy and complete."

"Yes, I am happy and complete, and Zhao Huan can smile in the grave again." Zhou Qiao looked at Zhao Huan's tombstone at this time, tears streaming down.

The moment the two walked out of the cemetery side by side, Zhou Qiao suddenly felt that the persistence in her heart had been relieved.

The wedding the next day was grand and magnificent.

Five and a half months later, Zhou Qiao gave birth to a son and named him Zhuang Cheng.

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