Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

Giving birth to a child is suffering for those inside, but why not for those outside?
Sitting on the chair with Qiao Yiqiao, Xiao's mother became stiff all over.

Until I heard the sound of walking quickly in the distance.

"How about it?"

It was Bei Mingxiao who was asking the question. His normally fox-like face was covered with sweat stains, his wrists were scratched, and his body was covered in dirt. He looked like someone who came out of a slum.

This made Qiao Yiqiao a little less angry, but he still didn't show a good face.

"The nurse just said it's okay, it's still early."

Qiao Yiqiao pursed her lips, patted Mother Xiao's hand, raised her head and hummed softly, but she couldn't stop worrying on her face. The two screams just now made her back numb.

What about early?
Hearing these three words, Bei Mingxiao's bright eyes dimmed instantly. Doesn't it mean that she will suffer in it for a long time?
Hearing the faint screams, his face turned pale.

No!

Bei Mingxiao shook his head, his eyes became firm: "I want to go in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the passing nurse looked him up and comforted him kindly.

"Women are like this when they give birth. You can easily get bacteria if you go in like this now. Even if you want to go in, you have to take a shower first?"

What's more, she saw that the man's back seemed to be wet, and there was a smell of blood.

Zhan Heyan, who followed behind, frowned tightly, and glanced at his state, with a serious expression and a little dissatisfaction.

"You should be hospitalized now, or the child may see your body when he comes out."

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yiqiao and Xiao's mother looked over at the same time, Zhan Heyan tugged at his shoulder and explained: "There was a car accident on the way here just now, and he came here without treating the wound. on."

After he said it, Qiao Yiqiao looked again, and realized that his face was indeed too pale at this time, so he waved his hand quickly: "Then quickly take him to bandage him, and I will watch over here."

I can really bear it!

Qiao Yiqiao was speechless for a while, the injury that Zhan Heyan could tell about was probably not a minor injury.

Sure enough, not long after, the little nurse passing by was talking about the beautiful man who just had a concussion, and there was a deep bone wound on his back, which almost hurt his spine.

After Bei Mingxiao entered, Xiao Xi felt relieved. Within two hours, a baby was heard crying in the delivery room, and the baby was born.

in a ward.

The two beds were placed side by side. A man and a woman were both pale, without any blush, but their hands were tightly clasped together, and there was deep joy under their peaceful sleeping faces.

Both of them had woken up for a while. After Xiao Xi knew that Bei Mingxiao was injured, he just cheered up and watched the nurse sew up his wound before falling asleep. Like a baby, but the child seems to have been abandoned.

"Look, my godson is pretty, right? I think he looks a little more like Bei Mingxiao, and he might be a scourge when he grows up."

Qiao Yiqiao hugged the child, looked at his eyebrows, and talked to Zhan Heyan with a smile on his face.

With a wrinkled face and a whole body of red, why do you look the same as Bei Mingxiao?

This filter is really not low.

Zhan Heyan coughed lightly, turned his head uncomfortably, and pulled her to sit on the sofa in the distance: "Aunt Xiao has gone back?"

Qiao Yiqiao didn't have time to talk, she was only busy teasing the little baby who finally opened her eyes, nodded casually, and stared at the child in front of her without blinking.

Just after leaving the delivery room, after both of them were fine, Mother Xiao turned around and went back, saying that she was going home to make chicken soup, and she probably would be here soon.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, there was a knock on the door, and Mother Xiao slowly leaned in.

I heard from the older generation that a newborn child cannot see the wind. No, even Qiao Yiqiao takes a step carefully when holding a child, for fear that the child will feel the wind.

"Come here and have some food, I put another lunch box in theirs, you really worked hard today."

Mother Xiao saw that Zhan Heyan was a little cautious, rubbed her hands together in embarrassment, and handed over her own cooked meal, her face was full of gratitude, if it weren't for them, she really couldn't take care of her alone today.

Both of them were about to be hungry, and they didn't say anything polite, just took it and ate it.

Seeing Mother Xiao's discomfort, Qiao Yiqiao reached out and secretly tugged on Zhan Heyan's sleeve, signaling him to be a little gentler.

It's a pity that the winking eyes were thrown into the corner, and people didn't understand what she meant at all. He thought she wanted to eat the chicken nuggets in his bowl, so he put two into her bowl, and touched her head: "How much?" Eat some!"

Ah!
Qiao Yiqiao completely fell into the tenderness of Zhan Heyan.

Not long after the meal, the two woke up one after another.
Xiao Xi saw the crib beside her, and Xiao's mother was feeding the baby with a milk bottle, her heart was filled with heat for a moment, and her pale face felt a little warm.

"Mom, let me come."

On the other side, Bei Mingxiao also woke up, so he had time to take a closer look at his son.

However, even though he was prepared for this look of disgust, he was still taken aback by the "ugliness" of this silly son.

Qiao Yiqiao and Zhan Heyan couldn't bear to disturb the warm time of the family of three, and walked out of the ward after saying a few words.

"Today is really exhausting!"

Climbing into the car, Qiao Yiqiao leaned on Zhan Heyan and muttered coquettishly.

She suddenly relaxed. She felt that none of the bones in her body were working, and her teeth were sore and sore. Fortunately, there was a cushion beside her, and she closed her eyes after a while.

Gu Feng was driving the car ahead and looked up at the rearview mirror. Qiao Yiqiao had already fallen asleep. He raised the window and continued to drive in silence.

When Qiao Yiqiao woke up in a daze, the car just stopped at the gate of Xinghaiyuan.

"I just had a dream. I dreamed of a palace fighting drama, and I died in it."

Qiao Yiqiao got up slowly, her voice was hoarse and a little coquettish, Zhan Heyan couldn't help but her eyes darkened, but a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she opened her sweat-wet hair, and kissed her cheek.

"Don't you have material?"

Indeed, she thought the same way at first, but now she was powerless, so she had to turn her eyes to the people around her.

Zhan Heyan shook his head helplessly, nodded fondly on her nose, picked her up, got off the car and went upstairs.

Blown by the cold wind, the last bit of drowsiness on Qiao Yiqiao's face was also blown away. As soon as he reached the second floor, he jumped out of his arms and ran to the door of the study, remembering to tell him.

"I may go to bed later today, you go to bed first."

Zhan Heyan looked impatient, shook his head and laughed, turned around and looked at the door of the room, just about to walk in, but suddenly remembered the things on the table that hadn't been cleaned up, he was taken aback suddenly, and frowned tightly.

In the study room, the lamp on the table hadn't been turned off yet, Qiao Yiqiao shook his head secretly, it must be because what happened to Bei Mingxiao today made him panic, the table was so messy.

However, when she walked over to tidy up first, she saw a photo, an old photo with some wear and tear.

This is a normal thing, but what is abnormal is that the figure above is somewhat similar to her, and the photos that can be treasured by her, except...

The excitement in Qiao Yiqiao's heart slowly receded, and she collapsed on the chair in a daze. Looking at Liang Jingyu in the photo, her heart gradually became cold.

She didn't move anything in the study room, she wanted to go back to sleep directly, she just pretended that she didn't see anything today, she didn't know about Liang Jingyu, and she didn't know about her first love, she just pretended that everything was just because she didn't wake up just now.

But there was a stabbing pain in her heart, suppressing her and almost being unable to breathe.

She slowly lay down on the sofa in the study room. There was a computer on the small table in front of her. The page was still on Weibo. The fans below were smelling when sugar was being sprinkled, but her heart was bleeding.

what is she?
Every time I miss Liang Jingyu, what is she?a stand-in?
Even though she already knew the reason why he came to her in the first place, she also knew the existence of Liang Jingyu.

But when he gave his whole heart, what he got was the word "substitute". Qiao Yiqiao only felt that his heart was torn apart, as if being pulled, kneaded, and finally After stepping on it a few times, I discarded it.

"Zhan Heyan, what are you thinking?"

Qiao Yiqiao looked at the dim light of the desk lamp not far away, and murmured in a low voice. Tears had already covered her face, and Liang Jingyu seemed to appear in her hazy vision.

A person who has passed away, indeed, she can't ask Zhan Heyan to forget, but she can't make it through!make life difficult for!
It was as if there was an invisible wall in her heart, cutting off her feelings.

How to do?
One night, Qiao Yiqiao's mind was full of these three words. With a pair of panda eyes, she didn't fall asleep until seven or eight in the morning, but she only slept until twelve noon before getting up.

Rubbing her sore and swollen eyes, she looked at the photo on the table again and closed the door.

After dinner, Qiao Yiqiao sent a message to Mrs. Xiao saying that she could not go to the hospital, so she drove out the door in a daze. The cold environment helped her to think. She turned around in her head, and finally drove to the gym .

For three full hours, she didn't stop on the treadmill, and she didn't even slow down. Her whole body was tense, as if she was competing with someone.

"You can't run like this, and you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

A voice came from beside her. The young girl, Qiao Yiqiao, squinted her eyes, letting the sweat from her eyelids fall onto her face. She didn't look back and continued running without stopping.

"My name is Huang Yuan, what's your name?"

The girl ignored her indifference, and sat on a treadmill next to her, her face was not at all unfamiliar but ridiculed.

"Forget it, you definitely don't want to say your name. I think you are either broken in love or quarreled with your boyfriend. How about it? Do you need to tell me?"

Qiao Yiqiao has always been very wary of strangers, so he glanced at her and then continued to look at the sky outside the window.

But she hesitated in her heart, she couldn't tell Xiao Xi who had just given birth, and she couldn't tell Wu Sisi who had never had any experience, but she needed an outlet to vent.