moonlight lure

"Rest first and decide tomorrow."

Seeing that she was silent for a long time, he stopped expressing his opinion. He patted her back to comfort her and said, "You have to listen to the doctor first. It may not be our turn to make a decision yet."

She responded gently: "Okay."

The room fell into dark silence. Half a minute later, she suddenly spoke again: "Ji Yanchen."

He closed his eyes: "Huh?"

She said in a serious tone: "Have you ever seen a parent who suddenly died of anger after helping his children with their homework online?"

Ji Yanchen wanted to laugh, but he felt that laughing at this time would not respect the deceased in the news, nor would he respect her.

He rubbed the back of her head twice: "I'll tutor you."

She thought she didn't quite believe it: "You?"

He half-opened his eyes, and his voice was a little unhappy: "What's wrong with me? After I worked hard back then, I also focused on my own level, okay?"

She shook her head: "I have no doubts about your mastery of basic elementary school knowledge. I am afraid that you will beat the child."

Ji Yanchen suddenly laughed and said jokingly: "You're not even a mother yet, and you're already protecting your baby?"

Song Shiwei raised her face and rubbed her forehead against his chin, tickling: "Can you do it?"

He hugged her waist and thought for a while: "If the boy is too naughty, it will definitely happen."

She smiled and her tone became slightly more relaxed: "You and I share genes, unless they mutate, we shouldn't be too naughty."

He pretended to be mysterious and said: "It's hard to say this kind of thing. Who can say for sure about the recessive gene?"

She was quiet for a moment, then asked softly: "Will it look like you or me?"

Ji Yanchen thought for a moment and then said, "The facial features can look like anyone else, as long as the skin color doesn't look like mine."

She chuckled and said in a low voice: "I hope its character is like you, not like mine."

He understood what she meant and stroked her face: "With the two of us here, it will grow up happily."

Her voice was very soft, almost ethereal: "Then I will be a little jealous of it."

She was joking, but Ji Yanchen didn't laugh.

He hugged her tightly and whispered, "I will stay with you longer."

Parents are just the first support in life. He will accompany her through all the subsequent journeys in life. Except for her childhood, which he couldn't go back in time to make up for, he could do his best to give her the rest.

"Go to sleep, we have to go to the hospital early tomorrow."

She nodded, her forehead buried on his shoulder, and her breathing gradually became shallower. But he suddenly had some insomnia. He opened his eyes and hugged her, unable to sleep for a long time.

In the past few years, both parents have actually urged their children a lot, but they didn't dare or were inconvenient to urge her, so they always asked him in private.

At the beginning, he could still deal with it patiently, but after a while, he also felt impatient, especially sometimes when he was very tired just after the mission. When he saw them asking if there was any news recently, he was really annoyed and wanted to throw his phone. .

He never told her this, because this kind of pressure would only be contagious and could not be shared.

If he was upset outside, it would be fine if he came home, saw her smiling face, held her and sucked her for a while. He liked their world very much, and over time, he gradually lost sight of the child. This child came completely as he expected. outside.

But now that it's here, he can't bear to leave it again.

They each had their own concerns and came to the hospital early the next morning.

There were many people in the gynecology department, and it was almost noon when they were queued up again after the examination.

The doctor glanced at the ultrasound scan and said in a calm tone: "Congratulations, they are twins."

The two people on this side of the table were stunned in disbelief. For a moment, neither of them responded, and there wasn't even any expression of joy on their faces.

Gynecologists have seen this reaction often. Nine out of ten people with this reaction will have a fight when they go out, and then go next door to consult about abortion.

The old doctor pushed up his glasses, glanced at the two of them, and repeated calmly: "I have been a doctor for thirty years. I must have seen it right. They are twins."

Ji Yanchen came to his senses first, took out a medicine box from her bag and put it on the table. He leaned over and asked, "Can you please check if the medicine she took last week will have any effect on the fetus?"

The doctor asked about the dose, and then replied: "It's not a big problem, and the data shown on the report sheet are normal." The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but also tensed up to varying degrees.

He was relieved because of the doctor's answer, but tense because now the decision was in their hands.

When they came out of the hospital and into the car, no one of them spoke.

Deciding whether a child will live or die is stressful enough, let alone when the test turns out to be twins.

Song Shiwei sat on the chair and was silent with her eyelashes lowered. Ji Yanchen looked at her and suggested: "Eat something, and then I will take you to the work."

She shook her head. She was a little tired after staying in the hospital all morning, and she also wanted to change her clothes: "I want to go home and lie down for a while."

After arriving home, Ji Yanchen went into the kitchen, and Song Shiwei changed her clothes and lay down on the quilt.

After a while, he came in with a glass of warm water and asked her, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Her voice was weak: "I feel very heavy."

He put the cup on the bedside table, pulled a chair over and sat down, caressing her face with his big palm: "That's right, it's three lives."

Song Shiwei pulled her lower lip, closed her eyes and buried her face in his palm.

The curtains in the room were single-layered, and the midday light filtered in, making it soft and quiet.

She murmured softly: "Will they be a pair of little sisters, or little brothers and sisters."

He leaned over and kissed her cheek: "I also think the two sons are too noisy."

She raised her lower lip tiredly: "They came together. If they grow up together in the future, neither of them will be lonely."

Ji Yanchen raised his eyes to look at her, his heart beating faster because of her words.

"If they leave together, also..."

Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, "There will also be a companion.

Let's go. ”

Ji Yanchen listened quietly, and the hope in his heart gradually sank.

After a long time, he whispered: "What if..."

He was silent for a moment and said comfortingly, "We will go to the temple to burn incense sticks as gifts for them. Don't be too stressed."

She nodded and gently held his hand.

"Give me some time to think again."

In the next few days, Song Shiwei was a little out of sorts at work.

Mental stress was secondary, but mainly because her pregnancy symptoms gradually worsened, resulting in physical fatigue, lethargy, and laziness. One day, the meat in the cafeteria was a bit oily, and she started retching without warning after just smelling it.

Colleagues in the group were very concerned about her condition. A married sister vaguely guessed the reason and quietly asked her when no one was around: "Have you been to the hospital?"

Song Shiwei nodded, looking a little pale.

The other party asked with concern: "How many months has it been?"

"Seven weeks."

She expressed relief: "I was like this when I was pregnant with my son. I had a severe reaction."

Song Shiwei reluctantly pulled her lower lip: "Anyone who can be a mother is amazing."

The person in front of me said: "Yes, this pregnancy will become more difficult as it goes on. You have to be mentally prepared."

She was a little distracted: "I'm not ready yet.

Prepare. "

The other party smiled and joked: "Captain Ji is ready

also. "

Song Shiwei remained silent, and the people in front of her gradually stopped smiling, guessing what she meant: "Don't you two want to..."

She nodded. The other person looked regretful, but also respectful. He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Then you must take good care of yourself and wait until the opportunity is right in the future."