Chapter 133: The Child You Gave Birth Will Do
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When Jiang Huai returned to the apartment of the two, it was almost early in the morning, and Qiao Si fell ill again, much more crazy than last time, and even began to self-harm, and the doctor did not dare to formulate a treatment plan without family accompaniment, so he anxiously came to him.
There was no light in the room, Jiang Huai also walked out of the elevator with a tired face, the wrinkles of the clothes on his body that had not been changed for two days were very serious, he thought that there would be no one in the room, but as soon as he opened the door, he smelled a burst of tobacco, very faint, but he still smelled it keenly.
Putting down the coat in his hand, he didn't even change his shoes, and walked quickly to the bedroom, but the action of pushing the door still involuntarily lightened.
There was a small lump on the bed, even thinner in the dim moonlight, Jiang Huai also felt a pain in his heart for no reason, he leaned forward, and gently pulled the quilt on the side, and before it could be covered on Lin Jia's body, she turned over and woke up, rubbed her eyes in a daze, and said with sleepiness: "You're back." β
"Hmm. β
Jiang Huai also lowered his head and smelled the smell of hospital disinfectant on his shirt, so he couldn't help but hug her, raised his hand and rubbed it on her head: "Go back to sleep, I'll take a shower and come out." β
"Oh. β
His thoughts slowly returned to his place, and Lin Jia remembered that the two were still during the Cold War, and they didn't react much emotionally, so they turned over and covered the quilt and continued to sleep.
The sound in the bathroom was very small, and the light couldn't shine on the head of the bed, but for some reason, Lin Jia felt that he was getting more and more awake, and in the end he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, leaning on the bedside table in a daze.
Jiang Huai also came out around the bath towel, his wet hair was still dripping with water droplets, and he was slightly stunned when he saw the person on the bed, and then took a towel and wiped his hair indiscriminately: "Woke you up?"
"What do you say?" Linga was not angry.
Jiang Huai also chuckled, threw away the towel in his hand and sat down directly, the anger in his heart seemed to have dispersed a lot because of her expression at this time, and he paused before speaking: "When did you come back?"
Lin Jia remembered what Chen Ya said to him on the phone, and took a deep breath: "I think we need to have a good talk. β
"Yes. β
Jiang Huai also barely hesitated to get up and take out a pure white cotton T-shirt from the cabinet next to him and put it on his head, he didn't like to wear pajamas, Lin Jia knew this when he was in college, so he prepared several T-shirts of this material at home, which were his home clothes.
"Shall I ask or do you say it yourself?" Lin Jia saw him agree, and his expression became serious.
"You ask. β
"Okay, you're in the hospital all day today?"
"Yes, Joss is sick again, it's a bit serious, she doesn't have a family in Ningcheng, and the doctor can only come to me. Jiang Huai didn't intend to hide these things from her, and told the truth directly.
"So all the treatment processes after her need your participation?" Lin Jia already felt that his emotions were a lot more stable, and when he heard him say this, he felt angry again.
Jiang Huai also glanced at her, and said with a slight deep groan: "I have contacted several psychiatric doctors today, and Xia Xiao has also sent someone to find her family, there should be no more emergencies like today." β
"But if she's in need, you're going to drop everything to help, right? When Linga asked this question, he actually had the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear him say it himself.
Jiang Huai also paused the movement in his hand, stood in place for a while with a reduced expression, and then sat down on the edge of the bed again, as if thinking about how to speak.
"Linga...... There's one thing I haven't told you, but I'm guessing you've learned a lot from others, I had an accident three years ago and almost died, and then I lay in the hospital for more than a month before I got my life back. β
"I know...... Xia Xiao saved you. β
It seemed that he didn't expect him to suddenly turn the topic to this, and opened his mouth a little unnaturally, she not only knew, but even saw the complete picture at that time.
"I don't want to tell you that there is no other reason for this, I don't want you to be sad because of the past, but today ......"
Jiang Huai also took her words and paused: "At that time, it was indeed thanks to Xia Xiao that he sent me to the hospital overnight, but if it wasn't for Qiao Si, I wouldn't even have the chance to go to the hospital." β
With excessive blood loss, coupled with the unrelenting attitude of the group of people behind, Jiang Huai also knew very well what he should have happened at that time.
Lin Jia's face was slightly pale, his hands were clenched together, listening to Jiang Huai's word by word description of the situation that day, it seemed that he could feel his despair at that time.
ββ¦β¦ She saved my life, and for that reason, I can't see her in trouble and be indifferent. β
Jiang Huai hadn't said these words to others, if it weren't for Lin Jia's questioning, he wouldn't have planned to tell her that this kind of burden could not be vented with words, he could only keep it in his heart.
"Original...... That's right. β
Lin Jia didn't know why he was a little panicked, and subconsciously wanted to get up and leave, but as soon as he made a move, he was hugged by Jiang Huaiyi, he wrapped her in his arms and lay on the bed, lowered his head and kissed her on the neck: "Good, it's all over." β
The bedroom gradually fell silent, except for the sound of each other's breathing, but Linga's heart was rolling.
Joss is not even afraid of death to save him, if it weren't for love, what woman could be so selfless.
Floating in her mind in the corridor of the hospital, she panicked but lying in Jiang Huaiyi's arms but gradually quieted down, Lin Jia understood for the first time that in the three years of separation, what kind of life did she miss Jiang Huaiyi.
"And her child...... What's going on?" she asked again after a while.
Jiang Huaiyi's voice was a little hesitant: "You don't have to ask about this matter, and in the future, it will only be someone else's privacy, not the hall, and let the past pass." β
"But she and Shen Zifengβ"
Lin Jia rolled over and pressed against Jiang Huaiyi's chest, biting his lip and staring at him for a while: "Do you know the relationship between her and Shen Zifeng?"
"Well, I've always known that. β
"Then do you know that Shen Zifeng once wanted to marry her?"
Jiang Huai also frowned, and the hand holding her hair paused: "The Qiao family is a martial arts hall raised by the Shen family, with Shen Zifeng's virtue, he will only treat her as a subordinate, how can he marry her? If he really has that heart, the Qiao family will not be ruined now." β
Lin Jia was a little hesitant when he heard this, and began to weigh in his heart whether Shen Zitong's words were true or false, if Qiao Si was really used by Shen Zifeng, then what was their purpose?
Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Huai also propped up his upper body with one arm and leaned over to look at her: "Did you listen to what someone said?"
Yaya helped check Qiao Si's flower shop, and it seemed to have something to do with Shen Zifeng. Linga hesitated, but told her anyway.
"How could she find that?"
He frowned, and after a little thought, he reacted: "It's Yan Yuze who helped." β
In the area of network security, Yan Yuze said that no one dared to call him the first in Ningcheng, and it was precisely because of this that the news he could get was much faster than others.
Silence again.
The two of them have different positions on the matter of Chen Ya and Xia Xiao, and they have never discussed it in private, and when they suddenly encounter this topic, no one has any intention of continuing to speak.
"JAC also. β
Linga called his name: "One last question. β
You ask. β
"In the days when I didn't return to China and didn't have news, did you ever think that you might really have to marry other women and have children in the rest of your life, and treat them like me?"
"Nope. β
The man's voice didn't hesitate, and even before she could finish speaking, she had already opened her mouth to answer, the air was quiet for a second, and his voice continued: "You don't have to ask this question again in the future, I will answer it once now, this answer is within the validity period in this life, except for you, I never thought that I would live a life with others." β
A life is too long, and if it weren't for the people you love, it would be too hard to do.
Lin Jia rarely heard Jiang Huai say some sweet words in such a down-to-earth manner, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, raised his arm around his waist, lay quietly for a while, and then said sullenly: "Do you like children very much?"
Jiang Huai also took a deep breath, he knew that this problem must not be overcome, sat up a little harder, pulled her in front of him and looked at her directly: "I like children very much, but the premise is that this child must be born by you in order for me to like it, understand?"
"I kind of understand ......"
The corners of his mouth finally hooked up a smile, and Lin Jia knelt straight and hugged his neck, with an indescribable sweetness in his heart.
"Finally happy?"
Jiang Huai also shook his head and smiled, pulled the person off himself a little speechlessly, turned over and pressed her directly under him, quickly ripped off the T-shirt on his body, and his eyes were dyed with ink.
"What are you doingβwhat time is it?" Linga rolled over to grab his phone.
"Who's to blame? If you don't make a fuss, you can do it twice. Jiang Huai was also familiar with the road, and while speaking, his big hand had already pulled the strap of her pajamas, and his tone was complaining.
"I'm in a cold war with you, what's going on in your head?"
"I'm also thinking about the Cold War β the calm bed war. β
Under the moonlight, the night is thick.