Miss Drama is slightly sweet

Perhaps even Zhao Mingda himself didn't realize how unhappy Cen Tian had been by her side for so long, and the girl with bright eyes was finally obliterated by life's expectations.

Cen Tian doesn't like to laugh anymore, Zhao Mingda also sees it deeply, he only hates that he is not the kind of person who can make her smile.

After the miscarriage, Cen Tian's body has been very weak, so Cen Tian, ​​who doesn't like to lie in bed, hardly ever gets out of bed.

The original plan to discuss with Wei Qian can only be temporarily suspended now.

Life is the capital, even if Cen Tian wanted to hurry up and proceed with the next plan, Wei Qian sternly rejected it.

"I don't care about this moment, we have to make a perfect plan, and you can take care of your body with peace of mind."

What Wei Qian said is not unreasonable, but Cen Tian still feels very urgent sometimes, for example, now she really wants to go out and have a good time, and she doesn't want to care about any shit sequelae.

"Miss Cen, Mr. Zhao has ordered you not to blow the air yet."

Cen Tian just opened half of the curtains, before opening the window, an aunt came over and kindly reminded, well, she actually wanted to open the window to let the wind blow.

It is said that rich and self-willed people are like this. Cen Tian then had two bedrooms, and the two bedrooms slept alternately for the purpose of ventilation.

The wind in the middle of the month will cause migraine headaches, but Cen Tian always feels that they are exaggerating too much. Mothers are so big in the world, not everyone has Zhao Mingda's condition, so will other people not be able to live?

"Why is the plan delayed?"

Fu Haoyi has been looking forward to this day for a long time, thinking that he will be able to reunite with Cen Tian as soon as the plan is successful, and the family will live together beautifully, so he feels that all the sacrifices now are worthwhile.

"Cen Tian had a miscarriage."

Wei Qian cut off the cigarette butt, and said solemnly, Fu Haoyi was dazed in place, not daring to face reality, and then slapped himself hard on the face.

What is the meaning of what I have been insisting on all this time? Fu Haoyi, who failed to protect his wife and children, often feels like a waste.

"You should cheer up more at this time, understand?"

Wei Qian shook Fu Haoyi's shoulder, comforting him in a deep voice.

Cen Tian understands the truth, and Wei Qian believes that Fu Haoyi will understand it soon, but Wei Qian doesn't understand how much Cen Tian has paid for it.

During those unknown days, whenever she felt that she couldn't hold on anymore, Cen Tian would leave marks on her wrist with a knife and warn her what to do.

Fu Haoyi is not self-blaming in his heart, this kind of thing has to be learned from other people, the moment he knows that he has a child, it is joyful, and the miscarriage is heartache, the ups and downs of life are too direct, the whole Fu Haoyi is a little embarrassed and depression.

After being in a daze for several days, Fu Haoyi is always in such a state, how can this work?Wei Qian had no choice but to deliberately put all the blame on Zhao Mingda, and Fu Haoyi cheered up, determined to seek revenge on Zhao Mingda.

Cen Tian's pride is that she is not allowed to talk about her miserable days when she meets everyone, even Fu Haoyi doesn't know about it.

Fortunately, Zhao Mingda has always been meticulous to himself, and has never treated himself badly in life. Thinking of this, Cen Tian laughed at herself.

what is this?The person she hates in her heart, she has to rely on him to survive. If time can be turned back, she doesn't want her and Zhao Mingda to come to this point.

Because of what happened last time, Zhao Mingda still has lingering fears, and every time he finds time to look at Cen Tian, ​​he won't disturb too much, just caring just right.

"Auntie said you want to have a haircut today."

Zhao Mingda came over with the tonic, put the bowl on the countertop, and then opened his mouth slowly.

"A bit."

Cen Tian felt that this would make her sober, and she would not think wildly, so why not do it, but in their view, this is undoubtedly suicide.

"Let's take a while, health is the most important thing."

Zhao Mingda walked into the room, and carefully but inadvertently looked at whether the windows in the room were closed tightly. This little detail also fell into Cen Tian's eyes, and Cen Tian turned her head not to care.

"Ah."

"Try the sea cucumber soup made by auntie while it's hot."

Zhao Mingda touched the edge of the bowl, it seemed that it was not so hot, then he said to Cen Tian.

Since that incident, almost someone has followed him every step of the way, like a robot who does not ask or look but only ensures your safety.

"Come."

Subconsciously, Zhao Mingda scooped up the soup with a spoon and brought it to Cen Tian's mouth. Cen Tian didn't intend to drink it, so Zhao Mingda paused for a moment, let go quickly, and then handed the bowl to Cen Tian.

"It shouldn't be hot anymore, just drink it now."

"Thank you."

Cen Tian thinks that she is a reasonable person. She is weak, but she is not a disabled person, and she doesn't need others to feed her bit by bit.

Cen Tian couldn't accept the taste of sea cucumber, but looked at Zhao Mingda's expectant eyes and drank it all in one gulp.

"Is the taste to your liking?"

Zhao Mingda took out a tissue with one hand and handed it to Cen Tian, ​​and went to serve the bowl with the other, then asked Cen Tian with bright eyes, always felt that Zhao Mingda was weird, so Cen Tian asked, "What's wrong?"

Perhaps because he realized that he had lost his composure, Zhao Mingda put down the bowl, straightened his position and said in a muffled voice that it was all right. After a while, the auntie came to clean up the dishes, and when she saw the empty bowl, she said happily: "Master Zhao, let me just say Miss Cen I will definitely like the soup you made, you see, this is not finished."

The aunt teased Zhao Mingda while tidying up. Zhao Mingda blushed and looked at Cen Tian inadvertently. Cen Tian subconsciously looked at Zhao Mingda. Their eyes collided. It was an old antique, as if he had seen through something, he tidied up and left.

"What did you do?"

In order to break this embarrassing deadlock, Cen Tian casually brought up a topic, and regretted it as soon as she said it, but it was hard to withdraw after saying it, so Zhao Mingda nodded upon hearing this.

"pretty good."

Zhao Mingda knows how to cook, but this is the first time he has made sea cucumber soup. Many things have the same approach but the same effect, and it should be the same. Thinking of this, Zhao Mingda feels handy. However, it is a bit difficult to handle sea cucumbers. I had to do it myself, so I didn't ask my aunt to help me. From washing the ingredients to cutting the ingredients, I did it by myself.

"As long as you like it."

As long as you like it, everything I do is worth it, this is what Zhao Mingda said in his heart, he didn't want Cen Tian to be so polite to him every time, like a stranger.

"That way I feel like what I'm doing is worth it."

The air was full of ambiguity, and Cen Tian didn't want to respond to his feelings, nor did she want to respond.

Seeing that Cen Tian didn't want to continue this topic, Zhao Mingda didn't ask any more questions, just wanted to let her have a good rest.