Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Xi Changchang's face was filled with tears, and his vision was blurred. He just watched the buildings around him retreat. The only things that remained unchanged were the chest in front of him and his tight jawline.

There seemed to be a woman's voice calling Chen Ran angrily from behind. She could no longer hear clearly amid the pain and fear.

There were many people in the hospital, and those waiting in the outpatient clinic stood outside the door. They were finally queued up, and as soon as Xi Changchang sat down, a young doctor asked about it, and then said that everything was normal.

Xi Changchang was still worried and asked a few more questions. The doctor was already a little impatient: "I told you that this is just a normal reaction of pregnancy. The pain you have is probably just a psychological effect."

The doctor's tone was a little harsh, and Xi Changchang didn't know what to say.

At this time, the door opened and a middle-aged female doctor with a graceful figure walked in. She saw Chen Ran with a surprised look on her face: "Xiao Ran?"

The young doctor also stood up and called out respectfully: "Director Fang."

Director Fang came over, looked at Chen Ran and then at Xi Changchang, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Ran, this is your friend? Why haven't you heard your mother mention it?"

Although it was a question, her tone was affirmative. Xi Changchang felt a little embarrassed. Before she could explain, Chen Ran spoke first: "Aunt Fang, my friend is feeling a little uncomfortable. What the doctor just said was not very clear.

, could you please take a look at it again?"

Director Fang sat down at the table with a smile. His kind eyes made Xi Changchang feel scared, but the questions he asked were detailed and professional. Xi Changchang answered them one by one.

Finally, Director Fang said: "It's okay, it's just a normal pregnancy reaction. Maybe it's your first time encountering it. You're a little nervous and under too much mental pressure, so it's so severe."

Xi Changchang remembered that after he came to the hospital, he didn't know if it was because of the peace of mind, and the pain gradually disappeared. It seemed that it was because he was too scared at the time. However, he was still worried when he thought about being almost hit by a car before the attack: "Should I

What kind of test should be done?"

"No need." Director Fang lowered his head and filled out the prescription: "Abdominal pain is when the baby starts to grow and starts to compete for space in the mother's body. Usually you just need to get more rest, be careful with your movements, and have regular prenatal check-ups." He raised his head and asked Xi Changchang:

"Is the prenatal check-up done here?"

Xi Changchang felt a little ashamed. He had been trying to hide it these days and had never had a prenatal checkup.

Chen Ran helped her out: "It wasn't here before, but from now on it will be done directly here - Aunt Fang, do you think there are any procedures to go through?"

Director Fang shook his head: "No, you can just come to me directly from now on. I will be there from Monday to Thursday afternoon."

Chen Ran smiled: "Thank you very much."

Director Fang looked at the ring on Xi Changchang's hand with a pointed look, with a smile that understood everything on his face: "Thank you, no need. I will have two more drinks at the wedding."

Chen Ran smiled faintly, without explaining, and helped Xi Changchang up: "Then let's go there first."

After going out to the corridor, Xi Changchang apologized quickly: "I'm sorry. Actually, I might have been nervous and scared just now, causing you to make this trip in vain."

Chen Ran let go of his hand, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xi Changchang continued to apologize: "It also caused you to be misunderstood."

Chen Ran didn't even look at her, he just walked forward expressionlessly.

Xi Changchang was asking for trouble, so he had no choice but to follow him forward in silence.

The two of them arrived at the lobby. Xi Changchang looked around boredly, and suddenly saw a photo on the notice board that looked particularly familiar. He looked at it carefully several times, and then took a look at the series of titles below.

, suddenly felt a little dizzy.

When Chen Ran turned around, he saw her standing there with a silly smile on her face.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ran was a little confused.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xi Changchang sighed: "I just suddenly felt like a relative of the emperor."

Director Fang just now has such a great background, he is actually the treasure of the town.

Think of the young doctor's perfunctory attitude just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, coupled with the warm care of this hospital treasure like spring.

The people are indeed loved by the people! The sons of the people are also loved by others!!

While Xi Changchang was sighing, he had to say that he was secretly happy for the little privilege he enjoyed.

"A relative of the emperor?" Chen Ran repeated mockingly, and then looked at her coldly: "What kind of relative do you think I am?"

There was undisguised sarcasm in his tone. Xi Changchang was just shocked at first, and then gradually felt embarrassed, so embarrassed. Her face turned pale, and she quickly lowered her head: "Thank you very much for today." Then.

Move forward in a hurry.

But her hand was held, and she stood there without looking back - she had never experienced such embarrassment since she was a child, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that... I'm just a little angry." Chen Ran smiled at himself: "I'm just angry at myself."

His voice was a little astringent, no longer as cold as usual, and even a little incoherent, but he adjusted it the next moment, and his tone was indifferent again, like a conceited young master, but it seemed like an order that could not be refused: "You go to the door first.

Wait, I'll drive."

Along the way, neither of them spoke, until the car drove into the downstairs of the community. Xi Changchang sat in the passenger seat and didn't know how to say goodbye.

There was suffocating silence again.

After a while, Xi Changchang managed to squeeze out a smile: "Teacher Chen, thank you so much for today...I'll go down first."

Chen Ran didn't say anything. Xi Changchang opened the door and was about to go out, but he suddenly said: "When will I pick you up and take you to the hospital?"

It took Xi Changchang a moment to realize that he was talking about prenatal check-up, and said quickly: "No, I can just go by myself."

Chen Ran raised the corners of his lips: "She may not remember you."

Although it is a pity that he is such a good doctor, Xi Changchang still refused: "Actually, that hospital is a bit far away. It is more convenient for me to find a closer hospital, so I don't need to trouble you."

"Aunt Fang is one of the top experts in this field in the country." Chen Ran said unhurriedly: "Besides, if you are worried about me, there is no need at all."

Thinking of his hurtful words just now, Xi Changchang just remained silent.

Chen Ran looked through the front window to an unknown point and said slowly: "I really meant what I said when I said I didn't want to see you. But when I saw you were about to be hit by a car just now,

, I realized that I...I hope you can be well. Even if you are not around me, I still hope you can be well."

"Xi Changchang." He turned his head and called her: "In the past, you were sorry for me. Now I just want to make your life better within my ability - you are not willing to make such a request.

promise?"

He sat there and stared at her quietly, his features still as outstanding and handsome as ever, but there was some watery sadness in his eyes.

Xi Changchang turned his head and avoided his gaze: "But..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Ran raised his eyebrows: "Are you so hesitant because you are afraid of me or because you don't have confidence in Mrs. Zhong JiaMu? In fact, as a mother, the first thing you have to do is make the best choice for your child."

That sentence completely moved Xi Changchang. Comparing the perfunctory and indifferent doctors with the famous ones, she made up her mind: "Then are you free next Thursday?"

She walked upstairs and just took out the key when the door suddenly opened from the inside, startling her.

Zhong Jiamu stood inside and looked at her up and down: "Where have you been?"

Xi Changchang did not dare to lie directly. He just pretended to lower his head and walked in. He walked past him and whispered: "I just went to the street to buy some things."

After changing her shoes and entering the living room, she found that Zhong Jiamu was still standing at the door, still in the same posture as when she entered the door just now, without moving.

Xi Changchang raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock. It wasn't time for school to be over yet, so he asked, "Why are you back before school is over?"

Zhong Jiamu seemed to have come back to his senses. He closed the door and walked over without answering. He only asked: "What did you buy on the street?"

Xi Changchang's eyes wandered a few times: "I didn't see anything good, so I came back."

"Oh." Zhong Jiamu responded and fell silent.

Xi Changchang asked again: "Why did you come back so early today?"

Zhong Jiamu seemed to be in a trance, and after a while he asked with a half-smile: "You don't want me to come back so much?"

"As a student, you should always focus on your studies. It's not always good to be absent from class like this."

Zhong Jiamu sneered: "Is it bad for me, or is it bad for you? What are you hiding from me, so you are trying every possible means to make me stay in school?"

His question made no sense, but the phrase "What am I hiding from him?" still shocked Xi Changchang. She forced a smile: "What can I hide from you? I want you to go to school well.

It’s not for our future.”

"In the future?" Mu Mu of the Zhong family looked at Xi Changchang intently, as if he could see through her. After looking at her for a while, his expression calmed down. He said, "I'm Shula at home today. Come and get it later."

I’ll go back soon.”

Xi Changchang glanced at the wall clock. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. In winter, the days are getting shorter and shorter, and it is a bit cold at this time. She said: "When you go back, you should have evening self-study, so don't go back.

."

Zhong Jiamu picked up a few books on the table and put them into his bag. Without even raising his head, he just said: "You are right, school is the place for school. There is no learning atmosphere at home. I will go back to school

If you study in the evening, you don’t have to wait for me at night.”

After leaving the door, Zhong Jiamu closed his eyes when he heard the metallic sound of the door being locked behind him.

She has never learned to lie, but today she lied to him again and again for the same person.

When he called in the afternoon, no one at home answered the call, and the phone was turned off when he called again. He rushed back so anxiously, but what he saw was the scene of her and Chen Ran saying goodbye.

She is not such a person, and she has not learned to deal with both sides like that.

He wanted to believe it, but what reason would make two separated men and women linger in the car for so long?

Maybe it was just a chance encounter, maybe it was just a coincidence. He found every reason for her. He asked her several times, but every time she just disappointed him.

He wanted to ask her why she lied to him, he wanted to ask how much more she had lied to him, and whether she made a special trip to find that person last time at school.

Perhaps she was willing to come back because of that person.

Maybe she only loves that person.

There were so many questions he wanted to ask, but they were all drowned out by her light words about the future.

That was the future that he tried his best to grasp. If he asked, if she answered yes, then... what should he do?

So he retreated and didn't even have the courage to speak.

It's like a person who eats apricots for the first time. Even though the kernel is so bitter that it makes his heart feel astringent, he would rather hold it in his mouth because of love.

No one understands better than him that he only left her because of a desperate move.

No one is more afraid than him, even if he tries his best, he can't keep her.

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The hands on the wall clock were ticking. Zhong Jiamu was leaning over the table reading a book, and Xi Changchang was also curled up on the sofa reading a novel.

Everything is as usual.

Feeling Zhong Jiamu's gaze, Xi Changchang put down the book and looked up, seeing the same figure of Zhong Jiamu crouching at the desk.

Again.

I don’t know how many times this has happened in the past few days.

The room was quiet except for the regular mechanical sound of the wall clock. It was usually unnoticeable, but at this moment it made people feel inexplicably irritable.

Xi Changchang put down the book in his hand, walked over, poured a glass of water, and carried it over.

Zhong Jiamu didn't even raise his head and just said: "Thank you." His tone was polite and distant.

The two faint words seemed to suddenly grab her heart with two hands. Xi Changchang felt her heart tighten and the movements of her hands slowed down. Under the light, Zhong Jiamu's face, under the shadow of his hair, looked as if

A layer of mist separated them.

In the past few days, he seems to be always busy, and he no longer rushes home every day to study in the evening. Today is Saturday, and he is at home quietly, but it is too quiet. They don't even talk except when necessary.

.

She didn't know what happened, but she had a vague feeling that he had changed, becoming strange and distant, and her heart suddenly felt empty.

Biting her lip, she called him: "Zhong Jiamu."

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyes and looked at her: "Is something wrong?" He paused and asked slowly: "Do you have something to say to me?"

His eyes were dark, like a deep, calm pool, but there seemed to be a faint light in the depths, and he just looked at her like this.

Xi Changchang hesitated for a moment and finally shook his head: "It's okay."

Zhong Jiamu said "Oh" lightly.

Xi Changchang stood there blankly for a while, then walked back silently.

Just after taking two steps, I heard a "pop" sound behind me.

The pen in Zhong Jiamu's hand was abruptly broken into two pieces.

Xi Changchang ran back in a hurry, held his hand and opened it to look at it. The sharp break made two scars on his hand, and blood continued to flow out from the wound in a thin but rapid manner.

Xi Changchang looked distressed and looked up at him with a look of apology: "Why are you so careless? I'll get alcohol cotton wool."

Zhong Jiamu didn't speak, but locked his eyes tightly on her face. After looking at her for a while, he turned his head away and said expressionlessly, "You don't have to worry about it."

You don't need to worry about it.

Xi Changchang didn't understand it for a while, but slowly the four words became clear in his mind bit by bit.

What Zhong Jiamu said is, you don't have to worry about it.

Xi Changchang raised her head, and all the expressions on her face faded away little by little, leaving only confusion. She looked at Zhong Jiamu who was very close in front of her, as if she was not looking at him, her eyes were a little distracted, just wandering unconsciously.

After a few moments, he actually broke out into a smile: "I'm tired, so I'm going to bed first. Don't stay up too late."

Then walk back step by step.

She staggered a bit as she walked, as if she was sleepwalking. Every step she took, the mist in her eyes became thicker.

It wasn't until I leaned against the door and closed the door that tears fell.

He was tired of her after all, just like a child who gets a new toy and can't put it down at first, but after the new period of time, he forgets about her in an instant. He has shown it so obviously, he has been deliberately evading and dodging these days.

He didn't want to see her, and he didn't even want to talk to her. She was just stupid and insisted on him saying it himself.

He finally said clearly that you don't have to worry about it.

But she could only pretend not to hear it, like an ostrich in distress, burying her face in the sand and deceiving herself.

Call her stupid or stupid, she just can't bear it, if Zhong Jiamu doesn't love her anymore, if Zhong Jiamu doesn't want her anymore.

So, what should she do?

It was past midnight, Zhong Jiamu put out the cigarette in his hand, quietly walked over and opened the door.

Xi Changchang curled up in a ball under the quilt, with her face hidden under the quilt. Only two rows of black feather-like eyelashes were exposed. She was always like this, wishing she could wrap herself in the quilt. Zhong Jiamu gently

She pulled the quilt down, trying to expose her nose. But her hand suddenly stopped there, and there were faint traces of messy tears on her cheeks.

My heart suddenly sank and I fell into an abyss.

She cried and her eyes were swollen.

After he said that, he naturally knew that she would be so sad.

But he just couldn't help it. Thinking of her laughing and joking with another man, or even embracing each other affectionately, the sharp pain instantly made people's hearts twist. He tried hard to forget, and tried hard to pretend that he didn't care about anything.

He didn't know, but every time he saw her approach with a warm face, he couldn't help but wonder whether her warmth had been given to others, whether her eyes looked at others with such a smile, whether her lips

also……

Jealousy was like a cancer, and the poisonous gas invaded his internal organs, and he couldn't bear it.

Every time he saw her, he used all his strength to restrain his urge to question her, whether she loved him or not, and whether there was another person in her heart.

However, he didn't even have the courage to speak.

That day at school, he stood on the teaching building and looked at them facing each other below. At that moment, it seemed as if all the blood in his body had solidified.

After returning home, he said to her: "I love you." But her response was just thank you.

She didn't love him, but she didn't refuse him out of gratitude.

That person was always in her heart. So, the day after she came back, she couldn't wait to see him; so, for that person, she lied to him again and again.

At that time, he would rather be blind so that he could not see her poor performance.

But he saw it, really looked at it, and felt real pain.

The only thing he could do was to keep running away, running away from her, running away from himself who couldn't help but ask questions, and running away from the arrival of the last moment.

Xi Changchang slept soundly, and she always felt a warm feeling on her face, as if something was caressing her gently.

She frowned and finally opened her eyes impatiently. The room was empty, with only a few lights from the window reflecting on the curtains.

The room was vaguely filled with the smell of cigarette smoke.

It's so familiar that it makes people's hearts feel a little sour.

The next day was Monday, and it was already noon when Xi Changchang woke up, and she was still alone in the room.

Just like the past ten days, this was the first time that she felt that the room felt uncomfortable and empty.

It turns out that the same thing has different moods and different feelings when you look at it.

In the past, she was waiting for Zhong Jiamu to come back. This was their home.

Now I just feel deserted, it turned out that she was the only one.

Sniffling, she took a broom and planned to clean the room inside and out, boil a basin of hot water, and disinfect the tableware and other items.

Appropriate exercise to keep your mood happy.

Even if she loses Zhong Jiamu, she still has a child.

Not daring to move too much, she swept slowly. By the time she finished mopping the floor, two hours had passed.

Then I remembered that the tableware was still cooking on the gas, and now I was afraid that it would be boiled dry, so I hurried to the kitchen to take a look.

The water is boiling, and the small area is full of water vapor.

She turned off the gas and held a towel in one hand to hold the basin. She didn't know whether it was because she was in a trance or something, but she suddenly stumbled. As soon as she let go, her right hand suddenly felt hot and painful, and then she heard the clatter of dishes in her ears.

Broken sound.

Her mind went blank, and there was heat in her right hand. She actually didn't feel any pain, and she calmly walked to the living room and called Zhong Jiamu.

She only thought of Zhong Jiamu.

The call was quickly connected, and she said: "Zhong Jiamu."

Zhong Jiamu seemed a little surprised. Xi Changchang had never called him during class. After a while, he said: "Yeah." He was silent for a while, and then asked again: "What's wrong? Is something wrong?

What happened?"

Xi Changchang said: "When will you come back today?"

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a while, and his tone became calmer again: "Don't wait for me tonight." His tone became even colder: "I have to go to class, so I will fail first."

Then, busy signals came one after another.

Xi Changchang hung up the phone after a while, and then felt a burning pain in his right hand, as if thousands of red-hot thorns were pricking him, so densely packed that he didn't even have a chance to breathe.

The back of my right hand has become swollen, and the flesh on it is abnormally red.

She picked up her coat and hurried to the hospital alone.

Stopping the car at the gate of the community, she gave the name of the hospital and got in. Rows of familiar buildings on both sides passed by.

It was a scenery she had not seen for two months. She thought she would never see it again, but in the end she came back for him.

But he doesn't want her anymore.

After she finally fell in love with him and trusted him wholeheartedly, he suddenly didn't want her anymore.

It used to be that even if she suddenly frowned, he would be extremely nervous, but now that her hands were so burned, he wouldn't even look back.

The back of the injured hand suddenly felt cold, and tears fell one after another.

She wiped it off with her left hand, but it quickly came back and she couldn't wipe it away.

The harder she tried to suppress it, the fiercer her tears became.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and sobbed like a child.

The driver who was driving was an old master. He looked back in the rearview mirror and said, "Little girl, oh, this burn is serious enough. Please bear with me. I'll drive faster. We'll be there in a while."

She nodded randomly, still just crying.

The old master was really quick at seeing things, and he arrived at the hospital in a short time.

I went to the emergency room and was put on ointment, and my whole hand was wrapped like a bun.

The tears had long since stopped, but the salt on his face made him rustle and wrinkle.

On the way back, she was not as hurried as when she came here. She walked step by step, and the people coming and going on the street, it was time to get off work, were all rushing back.

Half a year ago, she thought this was happiness, having a stable job, but she complained every day but still couldn't resist going to work on time every day, then waiting to get off work, waiting to go home, and having a husband who was not cool with her nagging.

, and a child whose grades give her a headache every year.

But a few days ago, she also had her own happiness.

Zhong Jiamu is her happiness.

But now, she has lost both ordinary happiness and Zhong Jiamu.

She was such an ordinary person, but she just encountered a firework, but she believed it to be true.

When Zhong Jiamu said he loved her, he meant it, and when he said he loved her forever, he also meant it.

He meant everything he said sincerely, but how long could a seventeen-year-old man maintain his sincerity?

She suddenly remembered Mrs. Xianglin's words. She was really stupid.

Zhong Jiamu can be a ball of fire, but she can just be that moth.

Even though I was happy at that time, it turned out to be just a dream for a moment, fleeting.

Just walking and thinking about it, I actually arrived at the door of my house. My pockets on both sides were empty. I had just hurried out and forgot to bring my keys.

I didn’t bring my mobile phone with me, and even if I called Zhong Jiamu, the result would probably be the same.

There is no sunlight in the corridor all year round, and the weather after the beginning of autumn seems even colder, as if the cold air is rising up along the soles of the feet. I have just walked so much, and now I feel tired.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

The stairs were too cold to sit on, so Xi Changchang walked to the corner and squatted down, hugging him and curling up into a ball.

In front of me was the cold security door. I remembered that when Zhong Jiamu came home in the past, even if she brought the key, she would never use it. She would just knock on the door and wait for her to open it. Such a disturbing thing, but she still had a confident face: "I am giving

You have the chance to take me home."

She took him home.

But now she can't even get in.

It turns out that the key to happiness has always been with him, and she has never been able to do anything about it.

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This was what Zhong Jiamu saw when he came back. Xi Changchang was curled up in a ball in the corner, with her face buried in her knees.

His movements couldn't help but slow down, and he stayed for a moment before quietly walking over. She seemed to have fallen asleep without even raising her head.

He touched her hair and called her softly: "Smile." She then raised her head. There were traces of being pressed by clothes on her face, and her eyes were still a little dazed, but she seemed to be startled for a moment when she saw him.

He felt a little indifferent for a moment and turned his eyes flatly.

"Why don't you go in?"

"Forgot to bring the key." She still didn't look at him and stood up as she spoke. However, after squatting for too long, her legs were numb and she couldn't even stand steady. Zhong Jiamu helped her support her: "Why?

Won’t you call me?”

Xi Changchang turned away and did not answer.

Her face was very close, but there was obvious stubbornness and indifference on it. Zhong Jiamu felt an uncontrollable coldness rising in his heart, but he couldn't ask, couldn't bear to look, so he just took out the key and opened the door.

The only sound in the entire corridor was the sound of metal clicking as the door opened. Xi Changchang followed him in, without saying a word, and just turned around and returned to his room.

She was wearing a big coat. She was curled up just now, and then she stood up and just followed him. He hadn't noticed until now, but now when he looked at her back, he saw that the white gauze was vaguely visible under the sleeves of the coat.

Zhong Jiamu was stunned for a moment before rushing over and grabbing Xi Changchang's arm. His right hand, which was wrapped like a bun, was immediately exposed.

Zhong Jiamu narrowed his eyes: "What's going on?"

She had originally made up her mind to ignore him, but she still couldn't bear the grievance and sadness in her heart. Xi Changchang tried to pull back her hand angrily: "I don't want you to worry about it." But with just such a sentence, she still felt uncontrollably sad.

, she turned away, and before she could restrain herself, tears fell down.

Her tears fell drop by drop, as if they were well-burned oil, burning his heart with holes. It was difficult for Zhong Jiamu to even speak: "You called me today, didn't you..."

Thinking of that phone call, Xi Changchang's tears fell even more fiercely.

There was no need to ask anymore. When she was injured, she called him and asked him if he wanted to come back, but he only suspected that she asked about the time and wanted to go out with others.

His expression was a little tired, and there were bloodshot eyes that couldn't be concealed. He was obviously more mature and melancholy than before. Xi Changchang lowered his eyes and told him the decision he had made in the afternoon: "I will pack my things later and go back tomorrow."

."

Here, she has no reason to stay.

Zhong Jiamu didn't answer, but wrapped his hands around her left hand, which was cold in the corridor, and asked her: "Is it still cold?"

His words were soft, as if they were the same as before. On the train, he held her hand in the same way and asked: "Are you tired?"

But his shoulder was no longer something she could rely on.

He had obviously made up his mind, but with just such a simple sentence, it seemed as if all the sweetness in the past was brought out.

Xi Changchang tried hard to pull out her hand, but he held her tightly and refused to let go. He looked at her and said, "I'm sorry."

"You're not sorry for me, I was just careless." Xi Changchang tried hard to clarify that even if they were separated, she didn't want there to be any debt between them.

Zhong Jiamu looked into her eyes: "It's my fault, I didn't take good care of you. When you needed me, I wasn't by your side, leaving you to hurt, cry, and grieve alone. It was me before

I want too much and want too much. I cast a curse on myself to make you feel sad with me." After a pause, he spoke again as if he had made some decision: "I figured it out.

As long as you are by my side."

He took a long breath: "No matter how you feel in your heart, as long as I love you, that's enough."

He rarely said so many words in one go. As Xi Changchang listened, the only thing she knew clearly was the last sentence that he loved her.

Just this sentence is enough.

The speculations of the past few days and the sadness of this day have all disappeared.

She didn't quite understand everything he said, but with just this sentence, she understood that these days were still her random thoughts during a special period.

Although she tried her best to avoid it, she still couldn't help but feel sorry for herself, and she wrote and acted a bitter drama.

But thinking about his indifference last night, she still felt aggrieved. She pouted and complained: "But you were mean to me yesterday."

Zhong Jiamu smiled and just held her in his arms: "I'm sorry."

"You told me so coldly that I didn't need to worry about it."

He gently pecked her lips: "I was wrong."

"You still hung up on me at noon."

Zaipeck: "I won't do it again in the future."

After a short pause, Xi Changchang continued to complain: "You have ignored me these past few days."

"I will pester you every day from now on."

"You told me that I don't have to take care of it, but you actually told me that you have to take care of it!" Xi Changchang continued to complain without finding anything to say.

Zhong Jiamu looked at her endlessly, finally frowned, and explained his true thoughts: "You are very nagging."

Xi Changchang looked at him angrily: "You still think I'm nagging!"

"I love you." Zhong Jiamu smiled half-heartedly: "What else do you have to say?"

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment, her ears still turned red quietly, but this time she didn't run away anymore. She stepped up and kissed him on the lips: "Me too."

It took Zhong Jiamu a while to react, and he looked at her with burning eyes: "Say it again."

Xi Changchang's head had already been buried in his chest, and his voice sounded muffled to his ears: "I don't want it."

She lowered her head, and all she could see was her ears that were so red that they were almost smoking.

As if a thought suddenly dawned on him, the haze that had been weighing on his heart instantly dissipated, and the ecstasy that surged in his heart almost overwhelmed him. But deep in his heart, there was some vague sadness, so he hesitated but said seriously: You have to think clearly.

——Once you say this, I will take it seriously."

Will take it seriously, ask extravagantly, and want more.

I will want her to treat you wholeheartedly and I will want her wholehearted affection.

He had finally built up his defenses, as long as he loved her, and as long as she was by his side. But all it took was a fleeting word from her to make everything he had done completely useless and in vain.

When he thinks about heaven and when he thinks about hell, she is his thought.

Xi Changchang only felt that what he was saying now was becoming more and more confusing. How could this be taken seriously?

However, she has been wary of worrying too much lately. Books say that pregnancy can lead to emotional problems, so she tries hard not to think too much.

She tried her best to muddle through many things and questions, and tried not to think about them.

Shaking her head, seemingly throwing away her doubts, she raised her head and demanded: "You can't ignore me from now on, you can't be cruel to me, and you can't not listen to my phone calls."

Zhong Jiamu smiled and touched the tip of her round nose: "You can't ignore me from now on, you can't lie to me, you can't not love me."

Xi Changchang reacted and yelled: "It's not fair!"

Her demands are very small, while his demands are very big.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at Xi Changchang, maybe it was because she was so dark, she was not so easy to deceive now.

This is not a good sign. I should be more restrained around him in the future, otherwise it will dye her too dark.

Lowering his eyes, Zhong Jiamu changed the subject without leaving any trace: "Have you had dinner?"

Xi Changchang immediately lowered his head: "Not yet."

Only now did she remember that she hadn't eaten anything today and she couldn't bear to be hungry. She didn't feel it at first, but now that he mentioned it, she felt hungry and her body was limp and weak.

So, the two of them went to eat.

Perhaps it is only after certain setbacks that we can truly experience those deeper satisfactions and joys. Because of the irritability and uneasiness of the past few days, I know how to cherish everything in front of me.

Two people were sitting in the dining area on the basement floor. It was not the time to eat. There were not many people dining. Apart from them, there were only a few student-like people sitting in twos and threes. The few waiters were also bored, either in a daze or watching.

chat.

Xi Changchang couldn't pick up anything with her right hand, so Zhong Jiamu kept feeding her, even though no one was paying attention, she still felt embarrassed.

He pushed Zhong Jiamu: "I can just use my left hand."

Zhong Jiamu actually didn't insist and Wuyan handed her the chopsticks in his hand.

Xi Changchang took the chopsticks in his left hand and tried hard to pick up a piece of meat on the plate, once, twice, three times...

Seeing that this piece of meat had successfully escaped for the nth time, the plate was already a mess that she had ravaged.

Zhong Jiamu, who seemed to understand everything, took the chopsticks out of her hand without haste, picked them up slowly and put them to her mouth.

Xi Changchang bit the food in his mouth and looked depressed: "Am I unable to take care of myself for the time being?"

Zhong Jiamu comforted her kindly: "It's okay, I can help you eat, write, read, and take a bath."

Take a shower?! Fortunately, he said it seriously.

Xi Changchang declined angrily: "No, you have to go to school again."

Zhong Jiamu looked generous: "I'll take leave first to stay with you at home. Don't worry, during this time, I will be your third hand."

The Third Hand?! Originally a literary Qiong Yao drama, it instantly became a police drama, with a somewhat terrifying atmosphere.

Thinking of Princess Huanzhu, Erkang opened his nostrils and looked at Ziwei affectionately: "Ziwei, from now on, I will be your eyes."

Looking at her paws that were wrapped into pig's trotters, and at Zhong Jiamu who was helping her pick up the vegetables with a serious look on her face, Xi Changchang sighed silently.

It seems that they really don't have sensational cells.

After finishing the meal, she came out. It was already a bit cold outside. Zhong Jiamu hugged her and walked forward. Fortunately, there were many people on the street, so she felt a bit chilly due to the excitement.

Many people on the street have already put on autumn clothes, but after all, there are only a few people like Xi Changchang who wrap themselves up tightly in coats. Most girls only wear thin autumn clothes, which are usually worn nowadays.

Fashionable curly hair, wearing either cute or mature boots.

Xi Changchang was very envious: "When the child...when things are over, I will also perm my hair and wear high boots." A beautiful lady like Yang Xi came closer.

Zhong Jiamu lowered his head and asked: "What child?"

She changed so quickly, could he hear it? Xi Changchang laughed dryly: "What kid?"

Zhong Jiamu was obviously not easy to dismiss: "You just said you were waiting for a child, what child?"

Xi Changchang felt a small wind whistling in his heart, and the hairs on his hair stood on end. He didn't dare to look at him, and wandered around. Suddenly he glanced at a small facade on the side of the road, with a cute picture of a "naked" baby on it.

He smiled at her and quickly said, "I saw that the child is very cute, hehe, hehe."

Zhong Jiamu looked unbelieving and still stared at her: "Really?"