For three days in a row, the days passed quite chaotically, and a banquet was held in the hotel that night to entertain the guests who came to mourn. Shen Jianian didn't go to the hotel and went home to rest. The body was indeed a little unbearable, so she didn't do it.

The funeral was not completed until the morning of the fourth day.

On the side of the Fu family's old house, many relatives who came from afar used to sit, and after people left one after another, the whole family had to be sprinkled and cleaned.

In the morning, Shen Jiannian went to the cemetery with the convoy to send Wei Ronghua on his last journey, and he got up as soon as he arrived at five o'clock, the pregnant woman was already sleepy, and she was too tired to go down the trip, so she didn't go to the old mansion to bid farewell to the relatives of the Fu family, and went back to Yunding Palace alone, and fell asleep after breakfast.

Fu Jichen didn't stay in the old house for a long time, and told the housekeeper and nanny to take care of the old man and take the car back to Yunding Palace.

I didn't sleep enough for ten hours in a few days, and while the car was moving, Fu Jichen leaned on the back of the seat and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he was about to get home, he suddenly woke up, Fu Jichen glanced out the window, raised his hand to unbutton it, took off the black suit tied with white thread, and wore the shirt inside.

It was almost eleven o'clock at noon, and the car drove into the Yunding Palace.

When Fu Jichen got out of the car, his fingers pinched his eyebrows to relieve fatigue.

Seeing Cheng Jin in the living room, Fu Jichen asked her, "How is Jia Nian?" ”

"I came back and slept after breakfast, and I haven't gone downstairs, I guess I'm still sleeping." Cheng Jin saw that his face was a little haggard, as if he was extremely tired, "Now I'll cook you something to eat to pad your stomach?" ”

"Don't bother, let's just make lunch."

Fu Jichen carried his suit upstairs.

I haven't changed my clothes since I came back from the cemetery, and I feel that everything on my body is dirty, Fu Jichen didn't go to the master bedroom to disturb Shen Jiannian, first took a shower in the bathroom of the next room, changed into home clothes, and then went to the master bedroom.

Shen Jiannian had just woken up, sat up from the bed, heard the sound of the door opening, looked up, blinked his misty eyes, and thought he was still dreaming.

"You're back?" When she spoke, her voice was hoarse.

"Hmm." Fu Jichen sat on the edge of the bed, just took a shower, her body smelled refreshing, her short hair was slightly damp, and she touched her face with one hand, "How does your body feel?" ”

"It's much more comfortable to sleep." Shen Jianian thought that he hadn't slept a full night in the past few days, and patted the place next to him, "You go to bed and sleep for a while." ”

"It's time for lunch."

"What's the matter, it's the same when you wake up and eat again."

Fu Jichen was persuaded by her, kicked off his slippers and went to bed, lying beside her, the quilt was full of the sweet fragrance of her body, warm.

I wanted to chat, but Fu Jichen fell asleep before he could think about what to talk about.

Listening to the man's heavy breathing, Shen Jiannian closed his eyes and lay down with him for more than half an hour. She slept all morning, but she couldn't sleep, so she got up lightly.

went down to the first floor, the elevator door opened, and he almost collided with Cheng Jin head-on.

Cheng Jin paused: "I was about to go up and ask you to eat." ”

Shen Jianian said: "The two of us will eat lunch, Fu Jichen is resting, don't disturb him for the time being." ”

Cheng Jin understood, and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes on the table.

The doorbell rang, Shen Jianian pulled his slippers and answered the door, the person who came was the housekeeper of the old mansion, holding a thick booklet in his hand.

"This is the account book of this funeral, the old man asked me to send it to you, and you can return the gift in the future, just know what you know, and his old man will no longer care about these things."

Shen Jianian took it and left him for lunch.

The housekeeper waved his hand, refused the kindness, did not stay here to eat, came in a hurry, and went in a hurry.

After lunch, Shen Jiannian took the account book upstairs, sent it to the study, put it on the desk, and suddenly thought that the important things were all in the drawer.

She entered the code to open the first drawer and put the ledger inside, her fingers accidentally touching the file bag underneath, the wrapped cotton thread loosened, and two pieces of paper peeked out of the bag.

Shen Jia didn't care, she rarely touched the things in the study, every time she came in, she was looking for a book to read, and her eyes swept inadvertently, and she saw her name on the paper.

People are curious, she didn't control it, she took out the file bag, took out the paper inside, and looked through a few sheets casually, she understood that these were her medical records for the years after the car accident, which were very detailed, including some surgical records, anesthesia records, pathology reports, and so on.

She hadn't even read any of these medical reports.

At that time, Pei Che was in charge of signing these things, and she didn't know anything.

Shen Jiannian's breathing was a little heavy, just because she thought of that gray memory, and when she turned to one of them, her heart "banged" and fell into the bottomless abyss.

Her fingers trembled as she pulled out the piece of paper and read the words on it—Informed Consent Form for Abortion.

Abortion? How did she not know she had a miscarriage? Was she pregnant with a child?

Shen Jianian's eyes hurriedly swept over the words on it, so flustered that after several seconds, her eyes were not focused, and finally, her eyes were fixed on the date of signing, which was the day of her car accident.

The eyelashes fanned quickly, and when she was unconscious, the tears rolled out of the bean's eyes, and she forgot when she held her breath.

The silent study was like an airtight tin can, smothering her in it, the air thinning, and after a while, her chest ached.

Shen Jiannian's hand holding the list fell back to the table, supporting his somewhat shaky body, and the other hand was raised and pressed on his undulating chest.

Still unable to hold on, she slumped into her chair and breathed heavily.

Xu is mood swings are too great, and her stomach is a little uncomfortable, Shen Jianian suddenly came back to her senses, her child ...... Press the hand on the chest and move it down, pressing it on the abdomen.

Is her baby still inside?

Shen Jianian was stunned, not knowing how to confirm the existence of the child.

She remembers that her family bought a device to monitor the fetal heartbeat, and the doctor said that the fetal heartbeat could be heard after eight weeks of pregnancy, and she returned to the room in a trance, and the person on the bed was still sleeping.

Fu Jichen was so tired that Shen Jiannian's movement to find something didn't wake him up.

Hearing the child's heartbeat and confirming that the child was safely in her womb, Shen Jianian's hanging heart finally became more steady. She went back to the study and looked at the list repeatedly, the tears had stopped, and her reason gradually returned.

It turned out that she was pregnant when she was in the car accident, and she had forgotten about it.

She was so badly injured that the child was destined to be saved.

Pei Che didn't tell her, and neither did Fu Jichen.

Fu Jichen......

Suddenly remembering the night they had their wedding, she asked him, do you still have something to hide from me? Fu Jichen did not answer positively at that time. She guessed that not only did he hide something from her, but that it had something to do with her.

What did Fu Jichen say at the time?

He said, "I assure you, I just don't want you to get hurt and have no other intentions."

To convince her, he even swore a poisonous oath.

It turned out that this was what he had been hiding from her, and he didn't want her to be sad, so he chose to bear it alone...... She thought of the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when she told him the news that she had a child, and his reaction at that time was not excitement, not joy, but a sadness that overflowed from the bottom of his heart.

She thought he was thinking of his own life experience, no, he should have thought of the unborn child.

"Jia Nian, Jia Nian—"

Fu Jichen's call sounded in the corridor outside the door, Shen Jianian woke up like a dream, hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sorted out the list on the table and put it into the file bag, stuffed it back into the drawer, took out the account book that was originally put in, and then locked the drawer and restored it to its original state.

After doing all this, Fu Jichen just pushed the door in, and Shen Jiannian's heart beat violently.

"Looking for you everywhere, why are you here?" He strode in.

Shen Jianian lowered his eyes, hid the unnatural look on his face, and pretended to be looking at the account book: "Did you sleep so quickly?" I thought you were going to sleep for a long time, I was looking at the ledger from the housekeeper. ”

Fu Jichen was a shrewd person, and when he heard that her voice was wrong, he walked to her side in three steps and two steps, and bent down to look at her.

Shen Jianian avoided his gaze in a panic: "What are you looking at?" ”

"You're crying." Fu Jichen didn't even use a question, he was sure that she had cried, and his fingertips touched the corners of her eyes, staining a little wet, "Why?" ”

Shen Jianian hugged his waist, buried his face in his clothes, completely covered the expression on his face, and his voice was a little dull: "I just looked at the account book, thought of the impermanence of life, and didn't know what it would be like when I died." ”

Fu Jichen twisted his eyebrows, raised his hand and patted her on the back of the head: "Don't say unlucky things." ”

Pregnant women are always a little sentimental, last time Shen Jianian didn't know what video he swiped on his mobile phone, tears came as soon as he said it, and he kept flowing, he was frightened at the time and coaxed for a long time, so when she said this, he didn't doubt it.

Shen Jianian didn't speak again, just buried his head deeply.

She finally understood, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fu Jichen buried his face deep in her neck, he should have cried at that time, but he didn't want her to find out.

"Our kids are going to be fine, right?" Shen Jianian suddenly said without a beginning or an end.

Fu Jichen replied to her very affirmatively: "Of course." After speaking, he knocked on the back of her head again, "I didn't tell you, don't think nonsense." ”

Shen Jianian closed his eyes and decided to act as if he didn't know about it. Since he chose to hide it from her, she did as he wanted, pretending that she had never opened the file bag.