"Premarital phobia?" Ye Junyuan frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand the word.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, Luo Sheng explained indiscriminately, "Yes, marriage is a big deal...... The thought that I am preparing to change from an unmarried girl to a yellow-faced woman is quite delicate...... I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it myself, so I thought about it more. ”

Ye Jun looked at her for a while, laughed lowly, her cold but soft thin lips imprinted on her eyebrows, and asked in a dumb voice, "Isn't it good to be my yellow-faced woman?"

Looking at these black eyes full of tenderness, Luo Sheng's heart stabbed, as if he had been pierced by something, and the whole thing tightened.

As long as it's you, don't say yellow-faced, black-faced, red-faced...... I don't want to do it!

She almost didn't hold down these words, but in the end, she still fiercely restrained the words that came to her mouth, and said with a smile, "Hmm...... I'm just a little afraid that I'm not good enough, and I'm afraid that you will regret marrying me in the future. ”

"Never. Holding her hand tightly, he looked down at her, his dark eyes revealing incomparable firmness, "I'm sure you're the person I want in my life." ”

Luo Sheng was suddenly shocked, and suddenly felt that his throat was stirred up, and he was speechless all of a sudden

In the silence, the corners of her eyes gradually began to redden, and at the moment when the tears overflowed, the slender hand wiped the moisture on them in time, and he smiled and said, "Silly girl, what are you crying about." ”

This was not a question sentence, he thought that she was just too moved to cry with joy.

Not wanting him to notice his panic and embarrassment, Luo Sheng opened his arms and suddenly hugged him tightly, his head pressed tightly against his chest, hiding his tears.

Ye Junyuan gently wrapped his arms around her and patted her back soothingly.

At this time, he was always so poor that he couldn't say sweet words to comfort her, but would only hold her like this, with his chin against the top of her hair, feeling the temperature of the girl in his arms.

At this moment, he inexplicably remembered a sentence he had seen before-

The temperature of the hug is only known to you.

Yes, the temperature in his arms, only she knows, now, in the future, in this life, only she knows.

I don't know how long it took for him to finally hear her voice, which seemed to be much calmer, she didn't cry, she just murmured angrily, "Ah Yuan, thank you......"

Hearing this, he just smiled faintly and hugged her soft body tightly.

When he went to bed at night, Luo Sheng lay on his side, thinking about things in a daze.

Ye Junyuan turned off the room light, leaving only two small wall lamps on, lying on the bed, and habitually holding her into his arms.

Luo Sheng leaned quietly in his arms, smelling the clean and good smell on his body, and his mood became heavier and heavier.

If she chooses to confess to him, she believes that with his personality, she will definitely not dislike her because of this, let alone break up with her, but it is precisely because of this that she is even more difficult to speak.

What's more, there are some injuries, it is enough for her to bear it alone, so why bother to pull him along with her to be uncomfortable?

In the next few days, Luo Sheng had a messy life, he was absent-minded about everything, he always sat in the yard in a trance alone, and when he tutored Luo Weixi in his homework, he was always distracted.

In the face of everyone's doubts and incomprehension, she always used "premarital phobia" to prevaricate the past, and maintained a joke from Xu Jin, saying that if you marry such an excellent person as the young master, how can you be afraid?

In this regard, Luo Sheng just smiled far-fetchedly, still hiding his heart and saying nothing.

She knew she couldn't hide it for too long, and she knew that she would make a decision as soon as possible, but she couldn't make the right choice when she thought that her head hurt.

As the wedding date approached day by day, Ye Tiantai's phone calls also increased, repeatedly reminding her of her infertile physique, asking her to leave his grandson immediately, and each time it became more and more severe.

Under this coercion, Luo Sheng felt unprecedented pressure, so much so that she began to lose sleep all night long, and her work was affected by this, and from time to time there were some careless mistakes, although her colleagues and bosses did not say anything because of her identity, but in their eyes, she clearly saw blame and suspicion.

The more her state became, getting worse day by day, and people became more and more depressed, and in just one week, she lost three or four pounds.

Ye Jun saw it from afar, and asked her several times, but she found an excuse to cover up the past.

She didn't want Ye Junyuan to be embarrassed, of course she also hoped that he could have a child of his own, but everything was difficult to do both, if she really wanted to achieve this goal, she could only take the initiative to leave Ye Junyuan as Ye Tiantai said.

That is, to give up the upcoming marriage contract.

But if she really wants to leave Ye Junyuan, just thinking about it, she feels that her heart hurts so much that she can't breathe, she doesn't want to, she likes him so much, she would rather die than give up on him.

Just when Luo Sheng was deeply tormented, one day in mid-May, she received a call from Xia Ling.

After hanging up the phone that time, Xia Nan immediately went to do a DNA comparison with Qiqi the next day, and as expected, Qiqi was really his son.

The identity is confirmed, but new problems are beginning to arise, that is, Qiqi is not willing to recognize him as a father, nor is he willing to leave the welfare home and return to Xia Ling.

Luo Sheng listened quietly to Xia Ling's statement, and finally, she heard the man's voice on the other end of the phone, "Luo Sheng, Qiqi trusts you very much, can you please persuade him? Even if you can't recognize me immediately...... At the very least, let him go home with me first. ”

Luo Sheng did not hesitate and immediately agreed.

In fact, she can quite understand Qiqi's mood, he has been dependent on his mother since he was a child, and the role of his father is too strange to him, and it is not surprising that people who have never been in contact with him will be wary and repulsed.

What's more, most of the children of single-parent families are more sensitive than ordinary children, and Xia Ling divorced his ex-wife under that circumstance, who knows if Qiqi's mother said that Xia Ling was bad?

If that's the case, it's even less surprising that Kiki doesn't have a crush on this father.

At that moment, Xia Ling would think of asking Luo Sheng for help, but he was really helpless, although Qiqi believed in his father's identity, but refused to accept him, and every time he saw it, he had to hide, completely as if he was a flood beast, no matter how hard the staff of the welfare home tried to persuade him, it was useless.

On the afternoon of the second day after the phone call, Xia Ling came to pick up Luo Sheng to go to the welfare home as promised, and Zhu Jia was also with him.

On the way, Luo Sheng asked Qiqi about the situation carefully, and then he learned that the reason why Qiqi resisted Xia Ling was really because when his ex-wife was alive, he instilled a lot of information about Qiqi's father as a bad person.

Of course, Qiqi had a convinced attitude towards this only relative, so when facing Xia Ling, he naturally resisted.

Speaking of this, Xia Ling revealed helplessness and tiredness, and sighed deeply, "I know that Han Li hates me, and I don't understand what she said to Qiqi. ”

Back then, he and his ex-wife were both young and vigorous, and when they encountered something, they would only choose the most drastic way to solve it, and the result was obvious, the two who hurt each other could only bump into each other, and in the end, they really couldn't continue, so they would embark on the road of divorce and parting ways.

Although he quickly came to his senses and turned back to his ex-wife to ask for forgiveness, it was too late.

Looking at the man's remorseful and heavy face, Luo Sheng and Zhu Jia didn't know how to comfort him, so they had to listen to his statement and sigh silently.

When they arrived at the welfare home, Mr. Liang led them to Qiqi's dormitory.

Because it was free time, the other children had gone out, and Kiki was the only one in the house.

Luo Sheng stopped at the door, and at a glance saw Qiqi sitting on a small bench drawing, that upright, immature back, somehow, she was inexplicably sad, and unconsciously shouted, "Qiqi." ”

Hearing her voice at first, Qiqi turned his head in disbelief, and the moment he saw her, his eyes instantly lit up, but as soon as he saw Xia Ling standing next to Luo Sheng, his smile quickly disappeared, and he sat cautiously in place without moving.

Luo Sheng walked over, squatted down beside him, and looked at the painting in his hand.

It is a portrait of a woman holding a child, the woman has long hair and a shawl, a slender figure, gentle eyebrows, a kind smile on her face, she is holding a half-old little boy in her hand, judging from the hairstyle, you can vaguely guess that it is Qiqi herself.

After a few months of painting classes, his painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds, Luo Sheng looked at it with some surprise, and couldn't help but admire, "It's so good to paint, is this you and your mother?"

Kiki nodded and said honestly, "Yes." ”

Luo Sheng touched his head and said softly: "I still remember that when I first saw you, you drew a family of three, with a father, a mother, and yourself...... Why did you only draw you and your mother this time?"

Kiki bit his lip and remained silent.

Luo Sheng put his little hand in his palm and asked patiently: "You used to be able to paint, so you should be looking forward to seeing your father from the bottom of your heart, right?

Although Xia Ling had already told her the specific reason in the car just now, Luo Sheng wanted Qiqi to say it personally, otherwise, she would have no way to prescribe the right medicine.

Qiqi's eyes widened and looked at her in a daze, although he still pursed his lips and didn't speak, but gradually, his eyes turned red, and after a while, he said sullenly, "Because Mom said that Dad didn't want us, that's why he didn't care about my ...... with Mom."

Xia Ling, who was at the door, heard this, and almost rushed in to explain, but Zhu Jia held him down and told him to calm down.

Luo Sheng smiled, his voice softer and softer, "Why doesn't your father want you? If he really doesn't want you, he won't come to look for you." ”

A flash of hesitation flashed across Kiki's face, blinking his moist eyes as he wanted to say something, but finally shut his mouth.

Seeing that he seemed to be loose, Luo Sheng persisted in persuading, "Qiqi, you are not an orphan, you are a person with a father, you must return to your father, and you not only have a father, you also have a sister, from now on, you will have your own family."

These words touched the matter of Qiqi's heart, and tears rolled down in large drops, and he sobbed and said, "But...... Sister Luo Sheng, I still want my mother...... I hope that the person who will pick me up is my mother...... If I go with him, my mother really won't show up......"

Luo Sheng was stunned, and after reading what he meant, he sighed helplessly and hugged the little boy silently.

She understood what Qiqi meant, although he had accepted that his mother had passed away, but it was good to explain that there was only a little possibility, he still hoped that his mother was alive, if he followed Xia Ling like this, it meant that he had to completely face up to the fact that his mother was no longer there.