I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 124 This child, please keep him?
Song Qingyue's high-decibel scream hurt his eardrums, Shen Yichen frowned, and put his fingers against his ears, "Stop screaming!"

"It's not that I haven't seen it, what are you calling?"

"How did you get in?" Song Qingyue lowered her body even lower, and stared at him warily. Shen Yichen was amused by her question, and picked up the key with his index finger, "Here, he opened the door and came in."

"Pervert! Peeping Tom!"

"First, I didn't see any part of your body except your head; second..." Shen Yichen looked her up and said regretfully, "To be honest, there is really nothing interesting about you."

Song Qingyue subconsciously looked down at herself, talking nonsense, she thought it was still very interesting...

No, she shook her head, fingered the edge of the bathtub, showing her small head, staring at him vigilantly, "What are you doing here?"

"Get the clothes."

"But isn't there a cloakroom on the first floor?"

"The cloakroom is full of formal clothes, and the home clothes are on the second floor. Or, Mrs. Shen, do you like to see me in a suit and leather shoes and sleep with you?"

"Who wants to sleep with you!"

Shen Yichen nodded indifferently, "You don't need to sleep with me, anyway, there is only one room at home, you can choose other places, sofa, kitchen, bathtub, wherever you like to sleep."

"... "

Glancing at something on the bed from the corner of the eye, a faint smile flashed across his deep black eyes, he leaned forward, twisted the corner of the fabric with his index finger and thumb, and shook it deliberately, "I think Mrs. Shen, you will need my help soon .”

Seeing the underwear in Shen Yichen's hand, Song Qingyue buried her face in shame, her cheeks were as red as a glow.

Damn it, she forgot to bring her underwear in.

but…

Shen Yichen is here, even if it is brought in, she is not easy to wear...

"Put the clothes here, and I'm leaving."

He was just teasing Song Qingyue, without embarrassing her too much, after saying a word, he took his clothes from the closet, and pushed the wheelchair away by himself.

Hearing the sound of the door, Song Qingyue deliberately waited for a while, and only after hearing the silence outside did she dare to come out and get dressed quickly.

After Song Qingyue got dressed, she went out of the room and went downstairs slowly, looking at the apartment from time to time. This was the first time she came to Shen Yichen's apartment. The cool color of the area makes it seem deserted.

The murals on the wall and the small ornaments on the table may seem inconspicuous, but Song Qingyue knows that these things are of great value, low-key luxury, very suitable for Shen Yichen's status.

She looked around the living room, the kitchen was open, and she could see Shen Yichen working in the kitchen at a glance.

Song Qingyue walked slowly, leaned against the wall, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Seeing that you haven't eaten at night, let's simply get something to satisfy your hunger."

"can you cook?"

Shen Yichen stopped, turned his head and gave her a cool look, "It's strange that I know how to cook?"

"It's very strange! I don't remember you cooking and cooking. I didn't expect that such a noble young master like you would have a day to cook by himself."

"Not cooking before doesn't mean I can't cook, and I cook not for you, but for the child in your belly."

Song Qingyue lowered her head and stroked her still flat belly.

For children?It's all about the kids...

Meimou was sad, "Shen Yichen, do you like children?" Would you like my children...

Don't you like it?If you like it, why did she reject her child so much when she was pregnant for the first time, let alone cooking, even a word of concern is an extravagant expectation.

"... "

Unspeakable silence, Shen Yichen didn't speak, neither did Song Qingyue.

He simply made a stewed tomato noodles and brought it to the dining table, calling Song Qingyue to eat.

"Do you have bean paste?"

Shen Yichen was startled, and pushed the wheelchair to get it. When he opened the refrigerator door, he hissed and gasped.

There was a dull pain in the side of his waist, and he calmed down for a long time before taking the bean paste.

"Qingyue, this child, can you keep him here?"

Song Qingyue paused for picking Doubanjiang, and glanced at Shen Yichen, "Do you really want to stay? Are you sure you want this child?"

"Ah."

"Even if we maintain this lukewarm relationship, do you think it's okay? This child is bleeding from me, don't you think it's dirty?"

"Then for the sake of the child, try to accept me again."

He held Song Qingyue's hand, "You don't want the baby to be born without the love of parents, so for the sake of the child, you are trying to live with me. This time, I will not let you down."

The seriousness in the dark eyes made Song Qingyue panic for a moment, she withdrew her hand abruptly, lowered her head to eat the noodles and said in a sullen voice, "I won't kill the child, as for accepting you..."

She shook her head, "I can't do it. When I see you, I can't control the sourness in my heart. Maybe I will be suspicious every day and turn over old scores every day. Even if you can bear me, I can't bear it." Turn yourself into a jerk."

After biting off the noodles, she chewed twice before she was willing to look at him, "There is a relationship that neither of us can change, you are the father of the child, and I am the mother of the child, legally or by blood, I have a relationship with you Cutting and pulling."

"Shen Yichen, if you think you're in love with me, then we can only be entangled until we die."

Anyway, she would no longer be willing to give any feelings for Shen Yichen. After so many years, she was tired of singing a one-man show alone. A relationship doesn't just let go, nor does it mean that it can be restarted.

"I'll put the bowl in the sink and wash it tomorrow, is that okay?"

"No need to wash." Shen Yichen lowered his eyelids and replied in a deep voice.

Watching her go upstairs, complex and gloomy streams of light lingered in the deep and narrow phoenix eyes.

She thought that having this child would soften Song Qingyue's attitude, but she still refused to compromise.

Is it because she was hurt too deeply in the past, so now Song Qingyue is cautious and cautious, unwilling to give her sincerity easily, and also unwilling to trust other people's feelings?

In the middle of the night, there was only a warm yellow floor lamp in the living room.

The dim yellow light shrouded the slender body, the long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, slender and straight, casting a light shadow on the eye sockets, the side face was picturesque and exquisite, and the cold and thin lips did not have a trace of blood.

Song Qingyue shook off the blanket, lightly covered him, squatted halfway by the sofa and looked at him, her clear eyes carried an extremely thick and deep ink color, complex and remote.

Catering for the sake of the child is unfair to her, and it is also unfair to the child. Song Qingyue no longer needs Shen Yichen's affection.

She will not let it go, maybe because of her unwillingness and obsession with the past. After all, Shen Yichen has been stationed in her heart for many years. There is blood oozing.

There is a kind of person who is both poison and catastrophe. To her, Shen Yichen is an incurable poison, an inescapable catastrophe.

Curled up and hugged his knees, looking at him with his head tilted, suddenly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a warm smile, and he whispered, "I will never forget the first time you reached out to me, maybe because That one act you made unconsciously made me fall in love with you."

"You see, how easy it is to like someone, but much harder to forget someone."

"It would be great if it was earlier. If you were willing to give me a little care and warmth earlier, I wouldn't be like this..."

She said her throat was astringent and her voice became smaller and smaller, full of bitterness welled up from the depths of her throat, and her eyes were full of tears.

Suddenly, there was heat on his lips.

Song Qingyue opened her eyes wide, and the warm liquid swirling in her eye sockets slipped down her cheeks unexpectedly, her eyes were dull looking at the person close at hand, her long eyelashes were drawn back and trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes, showing serious pity.

He gently covered her lips, holding her cheek with his big hands, Shen Yichen gradually backed away, looking at her with black eyes, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry to leave you for so long, I deliberately ignored your feelings, just because I didn't have the courage to respond to you."

Shen Yichen said hoarsely, with gentle eyes, "Grandpa taught me how to be a good businessman, and school taught me how to be an excellent student, but no one has ever taught me what a relationship is, and what a lover is."

"Song Qingyue, I may not be a qualified good husband yet, nor can I put the other person first in everything like you. I also know that the past is very painful for you, but people can't always look back, and they can't just look back. will escape."

"Since the pain should be faced, I will bear the mistakes I made. To be honest, I know that once some mistakes are made, I can't make up for it, so I didn't force you to give me the same affection as in the past. I just want to I beg you to try to give me another chance so that I can learn to love you."

"I'm still an apprentice on the road of feelings, but don't worry, I will catch up with you soon."

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and in a blink of an eye, tears rolled down her cheeks.

Song Qingyue felt that people like Shen Yichen were born able to see through other people's minds, and in front of him, it seemed that there was nowhere to hide her little thoughts.

"Just for the sake of the child, you should give the child's father a chance to redeem himself, right?"

Generous palms covered her lower abdomen, and the warmth of the palms was conveyed to her through the thin fabric. Song Qingyue did not speak, but her eyes were slightly moved.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your promise?"

He stood up with difficulty, pulled Song Qingyue to the sofa and sat down, took off the ring on her hand, Song Qingyue flinched, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shen Yichen took out a ring from his pocket and helped her put it on again, and slowly pushed it between his slender fingers. He said, "I deliberately custom-made this ring from Italy. I always wanted to give it to you, but I didn't find a chance."

The ring was pushed between his fingers before he showed a warm smile, "Perhaps the biggest mistake I made was that when you fell in love with me, I didn't fall in love with you."

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he spoke out with difficulty, "In the past, I didn't know what you paid behind your back, and I didn't know what harm I did to you; but now whether you want to revenge me or hate me Regardless of me, I will never divorce you, let alone let you leave me."

(End of this chapter)