The night was dark, and the full moon was wrapped in thin clouds to emit a cold moonlight.

It was two o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Yiman woke up from her sleep, because she drank too much before going to bed, her head ached faintly, but she had no time to take care of the painful head, subconsciously reached out and touched the hand of her husband Xiao Jinxuan who was lying on her side, and then habitually put her fingers on the pulse of his wrist.

Feeling his pulse jumping steadily in his fingertips, Zhuang Yiman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you going to get revenge on me by cutting my pulse before the divorce?"

A low and hoarse male voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, Zhuang Yiman was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but before she could retract her hand, Xiao Jinxuan had already grabbed her wrist one step ahead of her.

He followed her example and put his thumb on her pulse.

"Zhuang Yiman, your pulse is warmer than yours."

Listening to his sarcasm, Zhuang Yiman's heart spread a trace of sourness, she didn't defend herself, but said in a light tone: "Sleep, it's late." ”

Xiao Jinxuan didn't withdraw his hand, his warm fingertips were still on the pulse of her wrist, feeling her pulse beating under her fingertips.

"For the past four years, why do you wake up every night and feel my pulse?"

His sudden questioning made Zhuang Yiman stunned, he thought that he hadn't noticed that she had woken up in the middle of the night to feel his pulse, but he didn't want him to just pretend not to know.

The huge room was quiet and terrible, and seeing that she was silent, Xiao Jinxuan withdrew his hand knowing that he was bored, and turned his back to her.

Zhuang Yiman stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, and after feeling the warm temperature that was originally on her wrist disappear, she lightly opened her red lips and replied in a calm tone: "More than ten years ago, my mother lay beside me and lost her breath. ”

More than ten years have passed, and Zhuang Yiman still remembers the scene that night...... She woke up from her sleep and tried to wake her mother, but no matter what she called, her mother did not respond to her.

At that time, she panicked, grabbed her mother's hand, and when her fingertips were on her mother's pulse, but she didn't feel the beating that should have been, she only felt that the sky was falling apart.

After marrying Xiao Jinxuan, she somehow fell into such a habit...... Habitually waking up in the middle of the night, feeling his pulse, only when she felt the enthusiastic pulse under her fingertips, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sleep with peace of mind.

Xiao Jinxuan didn't expect Zhuang Yiman to reply to him, he turned around and lay straight again, "Your mother?" ”

"Yes. Not the wife of the chairman of Yulin Group, but ...... My own mother. ”

In the quiet room, Xiao Jinxuan could clearly hear a trace of bitterness and sarcasm from her gentle voice.

The fact that Zhuang Yiman was an illegitimate daughter, Xiao Jinxuan knew about it long before dating her.

It's just that the Zhuang family has always said that Zhuang Yiman is Mrs. Zhuang's eldest daughter, who was sent abroad for treatment because of her frail health when she was a child, and she was not brought back from abroad until she was five years old.

And Zhuang Yiman never mentioned her life experience to him, so he pretended not to know anything, and he didn't listen to it or ask.

This is probably the first time that Zhuang Yiman has mentioned her biological mother since the two have been together for more than four years, and Xiao Jinxuan is a little excited in addition to the accident.

He restrained his slightly excited mood and asked in a calm tone, "So, are you afraid that I will leave suddenly?" ”