"Get in the car!"

She grabbed me by the arm. I tried to struggle again, but I felt that the world was spinning. There was a cramping pain in my abdomen, I covered my stomach, Xiao Han shortened his body, and frowned.

"What's wrong with you?"

My face was pale, and Xiao Han said that my face was like a piece of paper.

"What's wrong with you?"

She asked again, and a pale red stream of blood began to flow from under me.

"Plum!"

She looked left and right, and no one wanted to stop for us.

"You ......"

She hesitated. "Are you pregnant?"

Am I pregnant?

I don't know, I shook my head in pain, remembering the days and nights in the Zhang family's old house. I laughed, he should have been planning for a long time.

He succeeded!

But isn't that what he wants anymore?

"Xiao Han ......"

I gasped in pain, "Get me to the hospital, quick... Quick..."

Maybe it was a hallucination, I felt a heart-piercing pain, like something was slowly draining from my body, I opened my mouth wide and tried to scream, but only a long series of painful moans came out, I fell to the ground, Xiao Han's hand came out from under me.

"Blood."

I took a look, and the rain quickly washed away the blood on her hands into a pale powder. She put both arms under my armpits and tried to drag me up with all her might, but I only moved an inch where I was.

"Why are you so heavy!"

Xiao Han cursed this damn weather, someone came over on the side of the road, Xiao Han shouted loudly, trouble, big brother, come and help.

The man glanced around, looked around, and then looked at Xiao Han. Xiao Han's delicate face must have been ravaged by the rain.

The man stood in the rain, and the rain soaked his umbrella, and he paused for a very short time, and then he quickly left the scene.

Xiao Han struggled to lift me to the car, cursing loudly, this time the rain was heavy again, I felt colder and colder, the cold rain soaked my skin, cold sweat came out layer by layer, I covered my abdomen tightly, hoping to leave the little life that was unexpected for me and expected for him. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas bless me, I keep praying in my heart, I have never wanted to keep his bloodline like I do now, and I am willing to pay for it.

I opened my eyes and closed them again, Xiao Han's thin, slender fingers obviously not enough to support my full weight.

"Call 120."

I wanted to say it, but when I opened my mouth, the vague string of words was quickly scattered in the wind and rain, and there was no trace, as if I had never been spoken, and even I wondered if I had just said something.

I closed my eyes in despair. Then, all of a sudden, I felt my body lighter, as if flying in the air, a pair of warm and slender hands picked me up with a hand, I opened my eyes and smiled.

I knew, I knew, I knew, he never really left, he was always silently spying on me in the dark, and once he knew that I was in danger, he would rush out immediately. I

I was forced to smile at him, how long had I not smiled at him. I remember the last time I had a heart-to-heart conversation with him, I told him that we have a dislike now, and that what I am most afraid of is nothing else, but every word you say, everything you do, every look I look at will make me suspicious, and that doubt will torment me all the time, and will consume everything between me and you.

I reached out and he took my hand and told me to stop talking.

I gulped, I was reluctant to close my eyes, tears streaming down from the corners of my eyes. I was afraid, and no one knew how much fear I was filled with. I was so scared, afraid that when I closed my eyes, I would find that it was just a dream, and once I opened my eyes again, I couldn't see him again.

I cried and shook my head at him, knowing that I was in the car at the moment, he was holding me, he was thin, and the bones in his body somewhere hurt me, but I endured the pain and didn't let myself scream.

"Wakare,"

I muttered.

"You're here."

I took his hand and touched my belly.

"Our children."

I was so weak that I was angry.

He only nodded at me and didn't speak.

Why wouldn't he speak? He must have been too distressed to allow himself to speak.

"You're here."

I say. "Don't go any further."

He nodded heavily, his lips were imprinted on my cold cheeks, I closed my eyes with peace of mind, and along the way, I kept feeling the presence of his hand, the body temperature of a man of the opposite sex, ironing my skin properly, sometimes he seemed to be tired, and when I changed my hand, my eyelids would struggle to bounce, and he would gently hold my hand and no longer let go.

"Zhang Ruolei."

I kept saying his name, and I wanted to engrave it into my heart, over and over again, until my flesh and blood blurred.

I opened my eyes.

"Definitely..."

I gasped, the sound of painful breathing intertwined with my voice.

"Be sure to ......"

I pressed his hand on my belly again.

"Gotta save him. Certain! ”

He nodded again.

Hold both hands together and place them to your lips.

"Don't ......"

I opened my eyes again.

"Don't ......"

I say.

He should know what I'm talking about. I cried and tried to hold him back with the force of my hand. But after several efforts, my hands could not bear the strength. He wrapped his grip on my hand.

"Nope."

He spat out a simple word.

I laughed. He understands, he really understands, in this world, he is the only one who understands. I smiled, tilted my head, and spat out the remaining words.

"Don't leave me again."

The car arrived quickly, this was the second time, and the first time he was holding me like that, with only the whirring wind in his ears.

"Don't sleep!"

His breathing was the same as the whirring wind in my ears.

"Don't sleep!"

I nodded. What about his hand, I grabbed his hand indiscriminately.

"I'm here

I'm here. ”

He said, his lips close to my cheek, and I felt his slightly cold lips and hot breath, and I closed my eyes in reassurance. Everything was vague and distant, cold instruments, noisy human voices.

"Zhang Ruolei."

I groaned slightly.

"I'm here, I'm here."

A pair of warm and slender big hands, gently covered up. Then, my eyelids became heavy, and I moved my fingers, feeling the warmth of the two of them.

The warmth comforted me, and I let out a long sigh and closed my eyes with a smile.

In the dream, when I saw Zhang Ruolei, he was standing beside my bed, with no expression on his face, I turned over and got up, and walked towards him step by step, but no matter how I walked, I was always at that distance from him, I was a little anxious, and walked towards him in a hurry, but I just couldn't touch him. Sweat rolled down my forehead, and I was so anxious that I didn't know what to do, so I had to stop, but he was still at the same distance from me.

"Zhang Ruolei."

I shouted. I had to run towards him again, but he was always the same distance from me.

I was thrilled and suddenly opened my eyes. The ward that is not snow-white, the TV is on opposite, but no one should watch it, acting in a Qing palace fighting scene, and the actress became famous because of it. The pale yellow nursing curtain was half drawn, and there was a woman lying next to me, seeing that I was awake, the person raised his head, sleepy eyes relaxed, and I saw that it was Wan Qian.

I struggled to support my upper body, Wan Qian stood up, her voice was a little hoarse, she should have guarded me for a night.

"Don't move."

She said,

"The doctor said to keep the baby."

"Protecting the baby?"

I cautiously lay back.

"Yes, keep the tire."

I muttered to myself, thinking in my heart that at my age, I should be considered an advanced maternal age.

"Zhang Ruolei."

I held Wan Qian's hand, my eyes shining with anticipation.

"He's out."

Wan Qian said, "I'll be back in a while, don't worry, take care of the baby." ”

"Raising a baby." I unconsciously repeated her words.

"Xiao Han ......"

"Xiao Han went to do the side business, there was a meeting in the city, and the action was very fast------ forget it, what are these things to tell you, your task now is to take care of your body."

I nodded, uneasy.

"Has the city already made a decision?"

I sighed as I looked up at the intricate ceiling, crisscrossed by a few silver curtain tracks.

"Is it that these things are now handled by Zhang Ruolei alone?" There was remorse in my tone. "If it weren't for my lack of experience, the Zhang family would not have had this catastrophe. It's all my fault! ”

I say.

Wan Qian helped me tuck the quilt.

"You don't care about these things, someone will naturally deal with them."

I pushed Wan Qian.

"Then you're not going to help him? How many of them are their own people now? I don't have any problems here, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Wan Qian glanced at me and said that I was not too old to worry.

I wanted to turn over, but Wan Qian stopped me again. What did the doctor say, the fetus is unstable, and it should be flat

Lying down to protect the tire, how can you turn over at will?

I just wanted to complain, but I knew that the child had come too hard, so I shut up and honestly lay down on the snow-white sheets.

"Is it dangerous? What do doctors say? It's been a few months now? How long do I have to protect my baby? Does it matter if it affects my age? Have you checked the other indicators? What do doctors say? ”

Wan Qian helped me pour water while thinking that I was a problem baby, and said, "You ask such a series of questions, how can I answer?" Which one to answer first? That's a problem. ”

I was reminded of another thing, and the old question was no longer important, and I sighed.

"I know very well about that meeting, everyone has negotiated it behind my back, and the price has already been made, so I'm waiting to force me to comply."

My eyelids drooped.

"I didn't want to leave such a mess for Zhang Ruolei, originally I thought that the Zhang family would come back to life and return it to Zhao. Now it seems that the wolves are around, and I don't have time at all. There's already action over there. I can imagine the next procedure, get a few moments, fake hearings, a group of people follow the bid, and then the flower will be settled in the family that has been set a long time ago, and the Zhang family will completely change hands. ”

Wan Qian inserted a long straw into my mouth, I opened my mouth and bit it, and a column of warm water went up the straw, into my mouth, into my throat, and into my stomach. I was a little thirsty, but I just took a sip and stopped. I spit out the straw neatly.

"Wan Qian, I drank too much water and ran to the bathroom, didn't the doctor let me lie down to protect the fetus?"

Wan Qian gave me a strange look again.

"Then you have to drink water, too! Clamour. ”

She glanced at my belly, "Children also need adequate nutrition and water, just like those flowers, grass, and saplings, people don't need sunshine and rain!" ”

It seemed to make sense, I opened my mouth, and the straw slipped through my mouth again.

I began to look forward to the evening, and told Wan Qian to wake me up whenever he came.

I have lost so much, and fate should compensate me. I stroked my stomach, and after a while my eyelids began to fight again, and I fell into a groggy sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, a touch of residual sun shone obliquely through the window, spreading in the sky, as red as blood, like a red flower blooming all over the West Mountain.

(End of chapter)