A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Lin Qinghuan tilted her head slightly to look at Rong Che, her tone was sincere and gentle.

"Rong Che, before our marriage started, did we agree not to fall in love with each other?" She said slowly.

And this sentence has finally been spoken so far.

It seemed that it had been in her heart for a long time, but it was finally said at this moment.

At least, from the beginning of this marriage, Lin Qinghuan was sure that she would not fall in love with Rong Che, she thought, maybe she would not need Rong Che either.

"I don't think you will love me. Whether it was the accident five years ago, or the kindness you treat me now, it's not because of love, right?" Lin Qinghuan looked at him with a firm and helpless tone.

Rong Che looked at her, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, his handsome brows were tightly knit, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was flat and helpless.

He didn't know what Lin Qinghuan would say in the next moment, and he didn't know whether he could accept it without any emotions as he did now.

Rong Che hugged his shoulders and clasped his hands tightly.

As if that was the only way to wake him up.

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, and said after a while: "But I..." She squeezed her fingers fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know what's wrong, but I suddenly feel sorry for you, just like..."

She didn't know what to say, so she suppressed the choking in her voice, and when she looked up at Rong Che, tears fell in response: "It's as if I'm going to betray you, it's hard..."

Rong Che's tightly clenched hands gradually loosened. After pondering for a moment, he took a deep breath and said, "Then you, will you really betray me?"

Lin Qinghuan swallowed, and looked at him with tear-filled eyes.

Rong Che was still sitting in his original position, and the distance between them was not very far, but at this moment, the distance between the two of them was so far away for Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan did not answer Rong Che's words, but slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and tightly shook her hands on the quilt.

In the banquet hall of the villa, from the moment Lin Qinghuan rushed over to protect Shen Fengyan without hesitation, she seemed to be enlightened.

The relationship with Shen Fengyan, the relationship with Rong Che, everything seems to be understood.

"Actually, what you said is right. I have never really let go of Shen Fengyan." Lin Qinghuan raised the corner of her mouth, with a somewhat relieved smile: "That is a very sincere relationship, but it is a bit regretful. , Later, resentment outweighed regret.”

"But whether it's resentment or regret, it's been a long time, it's just..." Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and added with a self-deprecating smile: "It's just not long enough for me to let go of it."

She couldn't remember why that relationship sprouted at the beginning, but she just remembered that in her memory, the boy who came with sunshine seemed to be the person she had been waiting for for a long time, as if it was destined in the dark.

The beginning is flat and go with the flow.

She always said that love at a young age is like this, maybe it only needs a look at the beginning, at that age, love is always so simple, thorough, and unforgettable.

But why.

She had just finished speaking when Rong Che, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Then what can I do to make you feel relieved?"

Lin Qinghuan opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly said, "I don't know."

The current Rong Che always makes her feel a little strange.

It seems that the previous aggressive momentum has not appeared for a long time, replaced by this kind of unconditional regression and tolerance.

But why?

Why is she?
Why is he?
Lin Qinghuan felt puzzled.

She wasn't even allowed to think about anything.

Rong Che took a deep breath, frowned and smiled lightly, and after a while, got up and walked to Lin Qinghuan's side.

His figure enveloped her, for some reason, Lin Qinghuan suddenly felt at ease like never before.

Lin Qinghuan listened to his heavy breathing, and then heard his clear voice coming from the top of her head: "Actually, you have said so much, I just want to know, will you really betray me?"

She didn't expect Rong Che to ask such a question, she was a little hesitant, but in the end, she looked up at him, shook her head firmly and said: "No, we are already married, no matter what this marriage represents..."

However, before she finished speaking, Rong Che's lips pressed down directly.

"It's fine if I don't, I don't need so many reasons."

He kissed passionately.

Never thought that he would be willing to maintain a relationship with such a humble attitude.

The deeply reluctant kiss became more and more intense. When the wound on Lin Qinghuan's back hurt so much that she couldn't help crying out, Rong Che realized that he was still pressing Lin Qinghuan under him.

Seeing that her brows were furrowed in pain, she let go.

Fearing that the wound on her back would open, he carefully helped her up, and when he hugged her, his strength became extremely gentle.

Lin Qinghuan was wearing a loose hospital gown, and she could vaguely see the scars on her back. Although the wounds were not very deep, they were fine and shattered all over her back, which looked shocking.

Rong Che's warm fingertips stroked her wound, tender and delicate, the itchy feeling went from the back to the bottom of the heart.

Lin Qinghuan moved her body unnaturally, her chin was buried deep in his neck, and a soft voice rang in his ears: "Don't move."

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Rong Che frowned: "Does it hurt? The whole back is covered with fine wounds, will it hurt?"

Only then did Lin Qinghuan reflect.

It turned out that he didn't ask her if his actions made her hurt, but asked her if the wound hurt.

After pondering for a moment, he said truthfully, "A little bit."

"Just a little?"

Rong Che didn't believe it.

He hurts, hurts, hurts.

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's not that it hurts so much, it just feels like my whole back is burning."

"En." Rong Che just responded.

Lin Qinghuan knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he just kept silent.

Rong Che still hugged her, not feeling tired.

It was very comfortable to lean in his arms, and Lin Qinghuan enjoyed it very much.

It's good to be like this all the time, if you can.

However, just thinking about that, Rong Che let her go.

Carefully let her lean against the pillow at the head of the bed, and then, straight away lifted her clothes off.

Lin Qinghuan propped her elbows on the hospital bed and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Rong Che didn't answer, his gaze fell on her smooth belly, Lin Qinghuan subconsciously covered it, but Rong Che directly held her hand in his palm, muttering to himself, "Why not?"

"Nothing?" Lin Qinghuan asked with frowned eyebrows.

Rong Che didn't speak, but gently stroked her smooth and forbidden belly with his palm.

Lin Qinghuan's face was slightly embarrassed, and he pulled the quilt over his body, and even covered Rong Che's hand. The warmth of his palm was still there, and there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth: "I can't hear people saying that I have given birth to a child. There are stretch marks on the belly, which won’t fade for a long time, why don’t you have any?”

"I don't know either." Lin Qinghuan was telling the truth: "I used to be pregnant with a smile..." She subconsciously called Siyuan a smile, but Siyuan is also very nice: "When I was pregnant with Siyuan, I was even bigger than now. I'm a little thinner, I don't show my pregnancy after five or six months, I don't want to be as bloated as other mothers in the delivery room after giving birth, and I don't have any stretch marks at all."

Rong Che looked at her and listened to her quietly.

After she finished speaking, he asked again: "Did it hurt when you gave birth?"

Lin Qing laughed and recalled it for a while, and finally nodded solemnly and said, "It hurts."

As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes again.

Rong Che reached out to wipe it for her, but Lin Qinghuan stubbornly wiped it by herself, crying and laughing: "At that moment, the pain was so painful that it seemed like I was going to die. At that time, I really thought I was going to die, and I desperately wanted to live. Going on, I have never been so afraid of death, and I have never regretted it so much."

"What do you regret?" Rong Che's voice was as gentle as water, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

"I regret that I was not fully prepared. It would be great if I could find his father before he was born. If I don't survive, at least he is not alone."

"Fool." Rong Che said with a smile.

Thinking about it now, Lin Qinghuan herself would be amused by her own thoughts, so it's not surprising that Rong Che can laugh.

But soon, Rong Che told her very seriously: "Actually, I was also looking for you at that time."

Lin Qinghuan couldn't believe it: "Really?" Soon, he asked again: "Then why are you looking for me?"

The corner of Rong Che's mouth raised, and he answered casually and without any sincerity: "I just want to find you."

Lin Qinghuan: "What do you want to find?"

Just as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

Rong Che got up to open the door, and Xiao Su stood outside with a food box, smiling politely: "Many shops are closed at this time, so it's hard to find, so I wasted a little time."

"En." Rong Che responded, but Xiao Su was still standing outside, frowned, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Xiao Su's face, but in the end he shook his head firmly: "No, no, it's okay..."

But the expression on his face that hesitated to speak was hard to convince.

However, Rong Che thought that Lin Qinghuan hadn't eaten anything yet, so he didn't think too much about it, and after answering, he turned around and went in with his things.

Xiao Su watched the door of the ward be completely closed, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he turned and looked down at Rong Siyuan who was leaning against the corner of the wall, after a while, he took a deep breath, squatted down to pick him up, and walked towards the elevator .

Knowing that it was far away from Lin Qinghuan's ward, he said, "Siyuan, did you want to see Lin Qinghuan just now? Why didn't you go in?"

There were still tears on Rong Siyuan's immature face.

Because of his health, he had been crying softly just now, not wanting Lin Qinghuan and the others to know, and also not wanting to pass out alone and no one would know.

But the tears never stopped.

Until Xiao Su came over with a food box.

Seeing that Rong Siyuan had been standing outside, Xiao Su didn't dare to speak easily. The reason why he didn't tell Rong Che that Siyuan was outside just now was because Siyuan had begged him in a low voice before he knocked on the door, not to tell Rong Che that he was there.

The elevator door opened, Xiao Su carried Rong Siyuan in, and Rong Siyuan didn't speak until the elevator door was completely closed, "I don't know if she doesn't like me, so she didn't dare to go in."