Derail

Chapter 1
In August of the Gregorian calendar, the sun is like fire.On the river bed outside the window, the hibiscus is more colorful than the han.

Under the window, rose-pink parade climbing vines and roses cover the hollowed-out wrought iron courtyard walls.Under the shade of the flowers, the dust raised by a group of hens is like the sun roasting the soil to raise wisps of residual smoke.

Mei Xue stood upright in front of the French windows on the second floor, staring blankly outside the glass.Rao is outside the window in August, the clouds are like cotton, and the flowers are beautiful and the scenery is like poetry.She couldn't see anything except the bright sun!

One month ago, ten days earlier than the due date, Mei Xue gave birth to a daughter.All the family members and neighbors said that she usually exercised too much and had tire gas.And only she and her husband, Qiao Muchu, knew it.The night before the birth, they had a big fight over a text message.Sleeping in anger until midnight, Mei Xue suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. 120 received the hospital, the doctor checked Gongkai three fingers and was immediately hospitalized for delivery!

Qiao Muchu was born in a village in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, an only child.After graduating from college, he worked in production management in a private enterprise in Guangdong.Two days ago, I asked for leave to accompany the delivery at home!
Mei Xue came out of the shower with a big belly, her short ear-length hair was still dripping water on the towel around her neck.The loose cotton nightgown she had just changed was sticking to her swollen belly wrinkled and sweaty.The pregnant woman is afraid of the heat, so she sits on the edge of the bed against the fan, and the warm wind makes her sweat profusely.On the bedside table, the Nokia mobile phone vibrated twice hoarsely.She raised her chin towards Qiao Muchu and said, "Mu Chu, the phone seems to be ringing!"

"No, it's the fan turning!" Qiao Muchu was folding a pile of clothes on the bed, when he heard the sound, he glanced at the blacked-out mobile phone, then lowered his head and answered casually.

"Fan?" Mei Xue was puzzled!She was sitting next to the phone, with the fan on the left and the phone on the right.Is she hallucinating?Glancing at Qiao Muchu, the man buried his head in his clothes and couldn't see his face clearly!
Mei Xue leaned over to hold the phone with the screen facing down.The thumb casually touched the button and brought it to the eyes. On the blue screen, there was a black font: "Brother Mu Chu, is it because the phone is in arrears and you don't reply to the message? I called you and your phone is in arrears. I recharged 50 yuan to give it to you." You. Miss you, please send me a message!"

Mei Xue's heart trembled!There was a buzzing in my mind, and I had a conditioned reflex: "The man cheated on her while she was pregnant!"

Mei Xue took a deep breath, and exhaled tremblingly.She is pregnant, so don't be angry!Gritting his teeth, pretending to be nonchalant, he handed the phone to Qiao Muchu who was still busy folding his clothes.He lowered his voice and said, "Mu Chu, your message!"

Hearing the sound, Qiao Muchu froze his clothes and dropped the clothes.When she looked up with her mobile phone, her gaze swept across Mei Xue's face.After straightening up and reading the message, he turned off the phone and threw it on the bed to continue folding his clothes.

"Is there nothing to explain?" Mei Xue's voice was softer than usual.The forcibly suppressed anger tugged at his stomach.The fetal movement is obvious, like a child sliding from the left to the right along the abdominal wall.

Qiao Muchu's hands froze, he sighed softly, then lowered his head and continued to fold his clothes.Without raising her head, she said, "Meizi, don't think wildly. Aren't I by your side? Suspicion is not good for the fetus!"

"Hmph!" Mei Xue snorted coldly, and sat on the bed while supporting her stomach. "Am I just thinking wildly?" He moved a little to the middle of the bed, put the pillow across the head of the bed and leaned against it.Looking at the man disdainfully, he said, "Isn't it suspicious if you want to catch the rape in bed?"

"Mei Xue!" Qiao Muchu stood up abruptly.As if touching a wound, the man glared at Mei Xue and said, "Am I so untrustworthy in your heart?"

"Heh..." Mei Xue laughed back angrily. "Then who are you talking about sending the message?"

"I believe in my cousin, my cousin, my own sister, or even a man! You said it! Are you cowardly?"

"It's my fault that other people miss you when they send messages!"

"Are you finished?" Qiao Muchu was so angry that he threw a cotton pregnancy dress that was being folded in his hand towards Mei Xue.The skirt flew from the end of the bed to the head of the bed and unfolded, covering Mei Xue's head impartially.

"How dare you hit me!" Mei Xue raised her hand and tore off the skirt covering her head, tears streaming down her face.He rolled up the skirt with both hands and flew towards Qiao Muchu's face, sat up straight and wailed, "Is it far away from bullying my natal family? Are you a man?"

　Not autobiographical.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)