Xiling Cheng and Jian Taoyao stayed in Jingcheng for a few more days, and did not return to Huacheng until Xiling Yue called to urge.

After Xiling Cheng and Jian Taoyao left, Wen Yuci's pregnancy reaction became more and more serious day by day.

When she is in the third trimester of pregnancy, she is so serious that she can't smell any oil smoke, can't eat a little fish, can only eat some fruits and vegetables, drink milk porridge, and after eating, she must immediately go to bed and lie down, unable to move, otherwise she will vomit it all.

Lying in the house every day is undoubtedly a kind of torture for the lively and active Wen Yuci.

I can't go out and run like crazy, I stay in my room every day, and I can only pass the time by reading books and playing games.

Gu Shaoxiu felt sorry for his wife, so he pushed the work he could push as much as possible, and no longer went into the study after dinner every day, but went upstairs with her, talked with her, played games, tried to divert her attention, and made her more comfortable.

On this day, after dinner, the two played a game, Wen Yuci said that he was tired and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Gu Shaoxiu answered the phone, and the call took a little longer, and by the time he finished the call, Wen Yuci had already been washed.

"How do you feel?" Gu Shaoxiu hugged her, kissed her, took the towel in her hand, and wiped her hair that was still dripping.

"It's okay, you go wash it, and we'll rest after washing." Recently, she had a new problem, when she took a shower, if there was too much steam in the bathroom, she would have chest tightness and shortness of breath, and she would not be able to breathe.

Gu Shaoxiu kissed her again and helped her dry her hair before going into the bathroom to take a bath.

Wen Yuci found a comfortable position, nestled on the bed, took a half-read magazine by the bedside, and was quickly attracted by a story.

When Gu Shaoxiu came out of the shower, he saw his little wife leaning on the bed in a daze, her eyes were full of water, and her expression was weak and sad, which made people feel sorry and distressed.

"What's wrong?" he walked over quickly, took her into his arms, looked down at her, frowned, "uncomfortable again?"

Wen Yuci's pregnancy reaction really gave him a headache.

If she is sick, or if his baby wife gets into trouble with other things, he must find a way to settle for her and not let her suffer so much.

But this pregnancy reaction, no matter how good the doctor is, can do nothing.

For the sake of the child in the womb, I have to pay more attention, I don't dare to eat casually, I can only watch her vomit every day, getting thinner and thinner day by day, there is nothing to do, I can only look forward to this abrasive pregnancy reaction, hurry over.

"No," Wen Yuci wiped his eyes, looked up and smiled at him, "I read a story, and I was a little sad." ”

"You!" Gu Shaoxiu pinched her chin, a little helpless.

is obviously an arrogant and sassy character, but the tears are shallow, in real life, I didn't see her cry when I vomited to death, and when I read the story, I often saw her cry.

He took the magazine and looked at it, it was a literary magazine, and when he looked at the title on the cover of the magazine, he knew that most of the love stories were written about cotton.

Wen Yuci likes to look at these things, and often can't help but shed tears when he looks at them.

In order to get closer to his wife's world, Gu Shaoxiu forced himself to read a book.

I don't know if it's because tragedy is easier to remember, or what, most of these stories have tragic endings, and there are few times when everyone is happy.

In his words, most of the love stories in it are sad and sad, and there is no disease, even if it is a tragedy, it is all done by the male and female protagonists themselves, and they are nothing to do with others.

But Wen Yuci looks very powerful, a very different girl, but I like to watch this.

"Read less books of this kind in the future," Gu Shaoxiu took the magazine away, "You are not in good health now, it is suitable to read something that can make you happy, always read these, how can you be in a good mood?"

Wen Yuci knew that what Gu Shaoxiu said made sense, so she obediently agreed.

Gu Shaoxiu took care of her to lie down, turned off the light, and kissed her between her eyebrows, "Good, sleep, it's comfortable to fall asleep." ”

Wen Yuci snuggled into his arms, closed his eyes, and tried not to move for fear of disturbing his rest.

But probably because I lay down too much during the day, I didn't move too little, and I didn't feel sleepy in my head at all, so I couldn't sleep.

"What's wrong, can't sleep?" Gu Shaoxiu was used to waiting for her to fall asleep before falling asleep, listening to the rate of her breathing, he knew that she hadn't fallen asleep yet.

"Well," Wen Yuci grabbed his hand, "You don't care about me, I'm like a pig now, except for eating and sleeping every day, it doesn't matter if I sleep late, you go to sleep quickly, I have to work tomorrow." ”

Gu Shaoxiu knew that insomnia was a very uncomfortable taste, stroked her hair, and asked softly, "What story did you just see?" ”

Wen Yuci looked up at him, "You really want to hear it?"

"I really want to hear it. "Instead of letting her lie boring on the bed, it is better to talk to her, chat, and also divert her attention and make her more comfortable.

"Shall I tell you about it?"

"Well, let's talk about it. ”

Actually, Wen Yuci really wanted to tell him the story he just saw.

But first, she knew that he didn't like it, and second, it wasn't a good story that could make people happy, so she put up with it, since he asked, then she couldn't help but say it, "What I just watched was a story from the Republic of China, the girl was poor, there was an uncompetitive brother at home, her parents were patriarchal, they only cared about her brother, and treated the girl harshly, and the girl ran away from home in a fit of anger and went to a place where no one knew her, and in that place, she met the boy." ”

The boy was an orphan and treated her very well, treating her as his only relative, and the two lived together for three years. ”

"Girls grow up, the more beautiful they get, and the boys are also handsome and upright, very outstanding, especially good character, cheerful and modest, responsible,"

"Girls depend on boys, boys treat girls as his everything, and in his spare time, boys always take girls out to play, and use their hard-earned salary to buy snacks and snacks that girls like, but are reluctant to buy,"

"The relationship between the girl and the boy is getting deeper and deeper, the boy has been working in the largest local nightclub, one day, the singer girl in the nightclub is sick and can't sing on stage, the manager of the nightclub, knowing that the girl sings very well, asks the girl to save the scene. ”

"The girl agreed to the boss's request, an old song, shocking, the boss asked the girl to stay at work,"

The girl thought that she could make more money here, and she could get along with the boy day and night, which would be perfect, so she agreed to the boss's request. ”

"Boys and girls had the happiest and happiest time of their lives. ”

Half a year later, the girl was already the most famous singer in all the local nightclubs, and the girl's beautiful appearance and natural singing voice attracted the attention of a noble son. ”

"Your son likes girls very much, and he does everything he can to pursue girls. ”

But the girl didn't like him, the girl only liked the boy, and for fear that the boy would be inferior and misunderstood, the girl tried to stay away from the noble son. ”

"That noble son is not a dirty person, and he is also sincere and sincere to the girl, except for his infatuation, he has been pursuing the girl, and he has not made any excessive moves. ”

"A year later, when the war broke out, the city where the boy and the girl were located, there were gunshots and artillery fire everywhere, and the noble son found the girl, and their whole family wanted to take refuge abroad, and he asked the girl to go with him,"

The girl refused, she wanted to stay, to be with the boy. ”

Later, the boy came back and told the girl that he had just returned home when a pedestrian on the road was hit by a stray bullet and died in front of his eyes. ”

"Seeing a living life disappear before his eyes touched the boy a lot, and the boy couldn't imagine what his world would be like if it was his girl who died in front of his eyes,"

The boy persuaded the girl to leave the city with the nobleman, and promised her that he would go abroad to find her. ”

The girl was persuaded to leave the city, which was surrounded by artillery fire, with the nobleman. ”

"The girl has waited for the boy for a lifetime, the girl has never married, and the noble son has never married,"

"When the girl turned into a gray-haired old man, the girl knew that in fact, the boy had come to her as promised, but he was blocked by the noble son and never saw her,"

The boy stayed outside the door of the noble son for a long time, but never saw the girl, the noble son lied to the boy, and the girl had married him and became the wife of a wealthy family, and did not want to meet him again. ”

The boy believed, returned to China to join the army, rushed to the forefront of every battle, and never feared death. ”

Three years later, the boy died in the war. ”

At the end of the story, the girl finds the boy's belongings, a small tin box, and everything contained in it contains memories of his relationship with her. ”

"That night, the girl hugged the iron box and ended up smiling......"

After the story was finished, Wen Yuci sighed faintly, as if he had gently spit out the depression when he read this story.

Stories aside, listening to her tell stories is a great pleasure.

Her voice is sweet and soft, and the love story is told in the silent night, as if she is listening to a love song that is only sung to him.

Gu Shaoxiu stroked her hair, "Does this story make you feel bad?"

"Well," Wen Yuci nodded slightly, "Fate is inseparable, one of the most tragic things in the world." ”

"Fool," Gu Shaoxiu chuckled and patted her head, "Stories are stories, they are all fake, crying for fictional characters, stupid or not?"

Wen Yuci smiled, "This is probably what the book says, the person who writes the story is a madman, and the person who reads the story is a fool, knowing that it is fake, but he still can't help but put his feelings into it, in this world, there are not many rational people like you, but what about your kind of sanity, it sounds like it is reasonable, and if it is ugly, it is cold-blooded!"