Sweet Wife, be Good!

He Ning stared at the road on the ground and walked forward slowly.

The two remained silent.

Lovers holding hands can be seen everywhere on the road.

But they put their hands in their pockets and walked forward with indifferent expressions.

Shen Jingyu's footsteps were particularly slow, he was a lot taller than her, and there was a child in her stomach, the stride difference between the two was too big.

Not knowing how far he had gone, he saw an amusement park in front of him and said, "He Ning, we have never been to an amusement park together. Let me go once."

There were bursts of laughter in the amusement park.

Although it was late at night, there were still a lot of people.

Shen Jingyu took her hand and walked quickly inside.

Only then did He Ning discover that his palms, who had always been dry and warm, were also cold.

She raised her eyes to look at his side face. He was always sad in his emotions, so he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Just now, she felt that she was very far away from him.

But at this moment, when he was holding her with one hand and buying the ticket with the other, she suddenly felt that she was so close to him.

He bought the ticket and walked in with her hand.

There were many children running back and forth, screaming and playing, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect her belly, so as not to let the children who came in suddenly touch her.

The other arm naturally wrapped around her waist.

It seems that it has never changed.

He Ning couldn't play those thrilling projects, so he took her to ride the Ferris wheel.

This is the first time for two people to come to such a place.

The Ferris wheel rose slowly, and into the sky, beautiful fireworks lit up in the distance.

Just like the ones he gave for He Ning's birthday... He Ning has a gentle smile on his face, remembering that he has given him all kinds of tenderness since I met him.

You can expect it once and countless times before.

And now, it's the last time.

Thinking of this, she took the initiative to clasp his palm.

His palms are always cold, even colder than hers, who is always afraid of cold and her palms are not always easy to warm up.

"San Ye." He Ning tilted his head, his face was caught off guard, and he almost kissed him.

"Ok?"

She asked in a low voice, "Are you sick? The palms are cold."

"No. Maybe the night wind is cold." Shen Jingyu said quietly.

Since the onset of the illness, his palms have become colder and colder, and her feelings are not deep, but she can feel it all at once.

He Ning pointed to the distance: "Look."

A splendid firework burst into the sky, and soon disappeared again.

But that kind of beauty stayed in the eyes and mind for a long time.

Coming out of the amusement park, Shen Jingyu protected her and walked through the crowd.

He Ning was attracted by the vendors selling snacks, and was attracted by the stalls selling candied haws.

Shen Jingyu took her hand, bought a bunch, and stuffed it into her hand.

For that second, He Ning felt that she was still loved by him, even if it was just a moment.

She took a bite, and the sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth.

She bulged her cheeks and ate like a squirrel.

Suddenly, Shen Jingyu lowered his head, nibble on her lips, and the tip of his tongue came in and snatched half of the hawthorn that she had bitten from her mouth.

He Ning was taken aback, then stuffed the candied haws into his hands, with a light voice: "You can eat this."

She put her hand in her pocket and walked straight forward.