Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 16

child……

When Yang Qingwei thought of that rainy night, when she was lying on the cold ground facing the children who were constantly away from her, her heart ached like being stabbed violently by thousands of poisonous needles.

No one knew how much she cared about that child, but it was a pity that they missed each other.

Fu Tingjun didn't seem to notice her strangeness. He lowered his head and continued, "No one cares about the child." Then he added quietly, "It's my fault."

Yang Qingwei thought she had heard it wrong, but she no longer wanted to care about it.

Tears pooled in the corners of his eyes and finally fell on the pillow overwhelmed.

She didn't want to cry either, but she couldn't bear it.

The silent tears eventually turned into uncontrollable sobs, and the trembling shoulders finally led the body together. Fu Tingjun realized how much she valued this child when he heard her suppressed crying, but it was too late.

In the dark, he came to the bed and hugged her under the quilt. This time Yang Qingwei didn't refuse, she was just immersed in the pain of losing her child and couldn't extricate herself.

Tired from crying, Yang Qingwei didn't move, just leaned on Fu Tingjun and lost his mind. Fu Tingjun patted her arm gently, and finally slipped his big hand into the quilt to hold her dry hand, Yang Qingwei didn't refuse.

The two of them cuddled like that for most of the night. It was not until Yang Qingwei fell asleep that Fu Tingjun put her back on the bed, covered her with a quilt, left only a wall lamp, and turned to go out.

Yang Qingwei's exclusive guest room has been cleaned up. Fu Tingjun came here and found her test sheet and the bracelet from the bedside table. The bracelet was cold, colder than the night. He rubbed it carefully, as if feeling the pain when she touched the bracelet. Feeling.

She held a few test sheets in her left hand. The child's figure could be seen in the patterns on them. The test sheets were already a little wrinkled. It seemed that she often took them out to look at them.

She can't let go of the child so much, what should she do in the future?
Fu Tingjun sat on the edge of the bed looking confused.

It was rare for Yang Qingwei to sleep well. There was no child crying to her in the dream, nor was there a grandfather who stooped to tell her to take good care of her. All the sadness seemed to have disappeared. What surprised her even more was that when she opened her eyes, she saw To Fu Tingjun.

He seemed to be busy very late, his face was full of exhaustion, and even his breathing was quite heavy. Yang Qingwei couldn't remember how long it had been since she had been close to him. He had no time to care about her before, but now she didn't want to see him Yang Qingwei felt a little ridiculous lying together with him now because of a bowl of porridge, but she still couldn't help stroking his sunken cheeks.

When her finger slid to the corner of her lips, Yang Qingwei withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

No!Can't!She has already decided to leave, so she can no longer give herself a chance to fantasize.It's impossible for them, she shouldn't think about it anymore.

Looking at the hand brushing the corner of his lips, Yang Qingwei turned around and was about to leave, but unfortunately she was embraced by him before turning around. The sudden approach made Yang Qingwei's breathing stagnate, and she asked nervously after a long time: "Are you awake?" Yet?"

Fu Tingjun rubbed his face against her neck, and whispered in a nasal voice: "Sleep with me a little longer!"

Yang Qingwei felt that everything was in chaos. They were planning to divorce, so what happened now?And Dr. Tang will come over later, it's inappropriate for them to do this.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingwei tried to break away his big hand that was holding her. Unfortunately, although her appetite was much better than before, she still didn't have much strength. What's more, Fu Tingjun often worked out, so she was stronger than her, and now she was no match.Out of breath, Yang Qingwei bit him, leaving two rows of teeth marks on his bronzed skin, but he was still indifferent, Yang Qingwei had no choice but to lie in his arms and get angry.

However, it didn't take long for her upper and lower eyelids to attract each other, and finally she gave up struggling and fell asleep in his arms.

(End of this chapter)