Love You To The Bones

While Fang Xiaoran was still studying what to eat for dinner with Fang bao'er, Shen Zichuan walked slowly to the tea table with two bags of food in his hand, put down the bag in his hand, took out the lunch box and tableware together, and looked back at Fang Xiaoran with a soft face, but he said it to the little family.

"Baby, call mommy to come over for dinner."

"Wow, it's better to have food so soon. Dad is better." Fang Baoer ran to Shen Zichuan's feet with a smile on her face. Smelling the fragrance, she couldn't help smashing her small mouth, twisted her small head and shouted to Fang Xiaoran on the bed, "Mommy, come quickly. The food is delicious and the food is delicious."

After shouting, the little guy couldn't wait to open the lid of the box, climbed onto the small chair and obediently picked up a small spoon to eat.

As he put the food into his mouth, he shook his head. "It's delicious, Mommy. I've never had such a delicious egg soup."

Fang Xiaoran was really hungry and had a sense of swelling. She was not hypocritical at the moment. She slowly went down to the bed with her stomach in her hands and went to the bathroom.

When she turned around, she glanced casually at the tea table and found that what Shen Zichuan brought over were hundreds of years old delicacies from Tongcheng family. For the egg soup Fang Baoer was eating, a cup was about half a bowl, but it cost 99 yuan. Isn't that delicious?

Looking at Fang Baoer who ate with relish, Fang Xiaoran sighed half satisfied and half sour at the bottom of her heart.

For the sake of her children, she should really think about whether to give Shen Zichuan one last chance.

Hearing the slight banging sound from the bathroom door, Shen Zichuan immediately reacted to what Fang Xiaoran was going to do. The smile at the end of her eyes was strong. She was very happy with her daughter's support. She smiled and said, "if you like, eat more."

"HMM." Fang bao'er nodded his head hard, not as clever as words.

Seeing this, Shen Zichuan's cold and hard man's heart immediately became soft around his fingers. His big palm touched Fang Baoer's small chirped braid tied at the back of his head. He suddenly felt a little strange. He quickly spread out his palm and glanced at it. Impressively, there were more than a dozen golden soft hair pinched between his fingers, all of which fell from the little guy's head.

Shen Zichuan's heart sank suddenly, his dark pupil condensed on Fang Baoer's head, frowned and observed carefully.

Soon, he found something wrong.

The little guy's hair is much less than last month. The hair on the top of the brain is sparse, and even a layer of light pink scalp can be seen.

This shows that the little guy's condition has become more and more serious over time.

What he has done for her over the years is too little and incompetent.

Five minutes later, Fang Xiaoran came out of the bathroom and walked slowly to the tea table. Just about to sit down for dinner, she noticed that Shen Zichuan stood still, lowered her eyes and stared at a strand of hair in his palm.

She saw at a glance that those were Fang bao'er's fallen hair. Compared with last month, the number of hair fell more and more.

Fang Xiaoran stared silently for a while. After a long time, she smiled bitterly, "Shen Zichuan, you know, I have had countless nightmares in the past six years. Every time I wake up from my nightmares in the middle of the night, I am very afraid. I am always afraid of the people I want to keep. No matter how hard I try, I can't keep them."

Shen Zichuan immediately understood what she meant.

In her four-year marriage, she especially wanted to keep him and keep him with her. Even if she stayed quietly without talking, she felt happy and satisfied.

But in the end, he was blinded by what he thought was hatred, and vented all the hatred she shouldn't have borne on her, resulting in the green light of their marriage.

Now, she especially wants to keep Fang Baoer's life and let the little guy grow up as healthy and safe as an ordinary little girl from now on, but she is afraid that, like the broken marriage six years ago, it will eventually become empty.

Ten years, more than 3600 days and nights, she spent about every day and night in panic and suffering from the anxiety of fear of loss.

All this was cruelly caused by him.

He's guilty of her. Damn him!

Shen Zichuan's heart was tight, and his narrow eyes were mixed with a variety of complex emotions, which made him no longer take it for granted that Fang Xiaoran should forgive him and give him another chance.

At the bottom of his heart, he closed his eyes and suddenly opened it. He walked slowly towards Fang Xiaoran, staring at her thin face. His thin white lips trembled and opened and closed, "baby, I'm sorry, I won't hurt you and never hurt you like before!"

"Shen Zichuan, I really want to believe you once."

Fang Xiaoran looked back at him, and there was a sharp pain and pain in his clear eyes, "But... I'm afraid, I'm afraid that my trust will be betrayed by you, and I'm afraid that I will continue to be hurt by you, bleeding and dying! Because my life now belongs not only to me, but also to bao'er, the child in my stomach. I don't dare to gamble my life with you as before."

"Baby, sorry, I know, I know!"

Shen Zichuan's eyes were red and wet, and his heart was very uncomfortable. Shen's mountain like body trembled and trembled.

I have never felt so acutely that I used to be a scum man.

It hurt her flesh and blood, her bones and her heart, and it was natural for her to think that she must forgive him and give him a chance to make amends.

But if she could not support herself in any desperate pain and fell down, where would he find her to make up for his sins now?

After eating a cup of egg soup, Fang bao'er raised her beautiful blue eyes and looked at Shen Zichuan, who was dignified, and Fang Xiaoran, who was silent. She scratched her scalp with her small hand and flat her mouth and asked, "Mommy, daddy, please eat quickly and don't quarrel. The teacher said that children who like quarreling are not good children."

As the little guy's words fell, the atmosphere in the ward became strange and silent.

Fang Xiaoran took the lead in putting aside her face, went to her daughter, found a stool to sit down, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to chew the food silently.

With her current physical condition, nothing is more important than having a full meal.

Shen Zichuan coughed, pinched Fang Baoer's tender little face, turned and pulled a big chair and sat next to her. He picked up his chopsticks and sandwiched black chicken, meatballs and mushroom dishes, all of which were stacked in Fang Xiaoran's bowl. The bottom of his eyes rolled with a gentle streamer, "you're too thin. Eat more."

"Enough, I can't eat that much."

Fang Xiaoran stared at the dishes piled up in the bowl and smoked the corners of her mouth silently.

This horse feeds her like a pig!

When Fang Xiaoran was almost half full, in the tender eyes of the man, he sandwiched him a few chopsticks, chives and ginger and garlic. "It's cold, eat more to keep warm."

She chose spices that he hated most and didn't even touch in the past.

Seeing his hands hesitating, Fang Xiaoran finally put a garlic in his mouth with a heroic look and swallowed it in his throat without waiting to chew. Fang Xiaoran tilted her head and smiled at him.

That smile, charming and provocative, like a mischievous little wildcat.

In an instant, Shen Zichuan's body was shocked and felt an electric current running from his limbs into every blood vessel of his heart, which made his heart numb.

Don't say she only gave him such disgusting leeks, ginger and garlic. Even if a large bowl is full, he can force himself to swallow it.

After eating slowly, he bowed his head and whispered to Fang bao'er, "bao'er, go to the opposite room to play with Uncle Shen Bai. Dad has a lot to talk to Mommy alone."

"I see, Daddy!"

Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan ate the dinner together. Fang Baoer was very satisfied. She patted her round belly, stood up and ran outside the door.

Shen Zichuan followed the little guy and stood by the door. He took out his mobile phone from his loose hospital uniform pocket and called Shen Bai, "it's me! You'll come to my ward to accompany bao'er right away. Yes, I'll accompany my wife here."

After receiving Shen Bai's exact reply, he hung up the call, held his mobile phone in his palm, locked the door, and walked step by step towards the woman sitting on the chair to eat.

Fang Xiaoran was carrying a bowl in her hand. As soon as she was about to finish the last mouthful of soup, she was firmly held in her arms by the man and walked over to the hospital bed.

"Shen Zichuan, what are you doing?"

The man bowed his head, carefully took the porcelain bowl that Fang Xiaoran held tightly in his hand, put it on the bedside table, and comforted her softly. "The doctor told me to rub your stomach and legs if you have nothing to do, which is good for you to have children in the future."

Fang Xiaoran hesitated and asked, "is there any?"

"Yes! If you don't believe it, you can ask Shen Bai opposite."

"Oh."

Fang Xiaoran was almost carried to the bed by him as a princess. He didn't have time to respond. His whole person also followed up. The quilt lifted, covered her and him, and became a complete world.

She was so upset that she was beaten by him. She reached out and pushed his chest and asked him to go away, "Shen Zichuan, if you are like this, I'm not used to sleeping and can't sleep well, it will have a great impact on the child in my stomach. If you still want the child to have a miscarriage, you continue!"

Shen Zichuan was almost overwhelmed by such a big hat.

But wise as he was, he soon found a solution. He pressed her hand firmly on his chest, pretended to frown and endure pain, and snorted, "the wound is really painful. Let me lie down for a while. When it slows down, I'll go right away!"

Before long, Fang Xiaoran found that the man's forehead was soaked with a thin layer of sweat, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a big Sichuan character. It was painful, not like fraud.

And with this man's strong nature, he never pretended to be weak and pathetic in front of her.

For a moment, Fang Xiaoran's heart was not so firm. She stared at him and pulled her hand back. "That's OK. When the wound doesn't hurt so much, you must leave. I can sleep only with bao'er at night."

She just turned around and pointed the back of her head at Shen Zichuan. The next second, his heavy magnetic voice drilled into her cochlea, "wife, how long do you want me to sleep?"