Mr.Yi, you are my destiny

"There are some like you," Wen Zehao stared at his son carefully.

Ruan bingyue nodded vigorously: "well, yes, he is the crystallization of our love."

"Husband, xiaochenchen grows up day by day... I feel... Special happiness. I feel that he knows the same thing. Look at him..." Ruan bingyue continues to stare at her son.

"He is such a small person... Growing up slowly, I can feel that he is mine now. When he grows up, he will not be mine." Ruan bingyue's mouth was filled with a bitter smile.

"Hmm? It's not yours? Whose is it?" Wen Zehao raised his eyebrows in some doubt.

"It's his wife's, alas..." Ruan bingyue thought. In fact, what's good about having a son? A daughter is the mother's intimate cotton padded jacket.

"Fool... That's your son, too. He will always be your son." Wen Zehao felt Ruan bingyue a little sad.

"Also, the time that belongs to his wife in the future is not very long." Ruan bingyue said with a smile.

"Let's have another daughter. As you said, a daughter is also a sweet little cotton padded jacket." Wen Zehao was ready to have another daughter.

Ruan bingyue sighed: "daughter... What if it's a son after a lifetime?"

"Then let's have a son. Two sons are good. Don't you think my brother and I are very good?" Wen Zehao thought it didn't matter.

"If you like, we can have three children and have a daughter." Wen Zehao stared at her closely with deep eyes.

"Pooh..." Ruan bingyue smiled after listening to Wen Zehao's words: "it's not a society to have three children. I have to have three children. I don't want to be laughed to death. Forget it, I can't have three children. I can consider having two children. Whether it's a son or daughter, I'd like to have two, but, three, don't think about it." Ruan bingyue is very serious.

"OK, then two, two are also very good." Wen Zehao wants a lot of children. Anyway, he has the ability to raise them.

But... Ruan bingyue is tired.

Women have a hard life. Having children is a woman's business. Once a woman has had children, her body will be much worse than before.

"Wife... In fact, I have some people who love you. You hurt so much when you gave birth." Wen Zehao held his hand tightly, sighed and looked at her with a distressed face.

"If you really feel sorry for me, you can treat me well and treat me well." Ruan bingyue thought it was worth it: "and... In fact, although it hurts this time, it doesn't hurt as much as they said. It's OK."

Ruan bingyue thinks about it now. It's very good.

The process of giving birth to children is also very smooth.

When the palace was completely open, Ruan bingyue made a few efforts and gave birth to the child.

I want to thank her son for his cooperation.

"Don't worry, I think it's the happiest thing to have children for you." Ruan bingyue leaned in his arms and smiled happily.

"I really think I'm very happy. You see, there are so many people around me and care about me. How can I be unhappy." Ruan bingyue is easily satisfied.

Especially Wen Zehao can accompany her when she gives birth to a child, which she feels particularly satisfied.

"Since you think it's a very happy thing to have children for me, you can have more for me and make you happy." Wen Zehao half narrowed his eyes and looked at her badly.

"Poof..." Ruan bingyue smiled, "forget it. I'd rather let go of such happiness. You give me other happiness."

"Hahaha..." Wen Zehao smiled after hearing Ruan bingyue's words.

Ruan bingyue also smiled: "ha ha..."

"Husband... When will you go back?" Ruan bingyue felt that this problem must be faced up.

They both know that when they mention this problem, neither of them is easy, but they always have to ask.

"Years later." Wen Zehao's tone was a little heavy.

"About when?" Ruan bingyue's heart hurt slightly. In fact, she was reluctant to give up.

"Wait for you two months, I'll go back." Wen Zehao has invited more holidays.

"Oh." Ruan bingyue nodded.

"Do you want to go back with me and take our son?" Wen Zehao looked at Ruan bingyue with eager eyes.

Ruan bingyue hesitated. Now it's impossible for Ruan bingyue to separate from her son. She can't bear it.

Ruan bingyue knows that if she is separated from her son, it is not that her son is inseparable from herself, but that she is inseparable from her son. Therefore, she has not moved the idea of separating from her son.

If she wants to go back to Anxian county with Wen Zehao, she will definitely take her son there, but she doesn't want her son to live there.

The living conditions are too bad.

"I don't know." Ruan bingyue sighed: "I think our son is too young, only two months."

"Then when my son is older, you go back with me and wait for the weather to be better?" Wen Zehao asked.

Ruan bingyue bit her lower lip, looked at Wen Zehao with big watery eyes and sighed: "let's talk then."

"OK. Wait until your son grows up." Wen Zehao nodded.

This year's holiday, he has finished and has no time to take another vacation. Therefore, it is unlikely that Wen Zehao will come back to see them.

Unless there are special circumstances.

"Husband..." Ruan bingyue just called her husband, and then she didn't say anything.

"Hmm? What's the matter? You said." Wen Zehao knew Ruan bingyue had something to say.

"Do you have a good chance to turn back?" Ruan bingyue didn't expect before. Why was Wen Zehao transferred to such a remote place.

There are no direct tools.

Whether you take a plane or a high-speed train, you have to change one station.

Under such circumstances, even if Ruan bingyue wants to take her son to see Wen Zehao in the future, it may not be easy.

Alas

"If there is a chance, there must be a chance." Wen Zehao seems to be telling himself.

"Oh." Ruan bingyue just faintly.

have a chance to.

I just have a chance. Besides, even if I have a chance to transfer back, I don't know when I can transfer back.

How long will she have to wait, a few years?

Hehe

Ruan bingyue felt that her heart was cold.

Today's new year's Eve, Ruan bingyue told herself not to think too much and not to think about these sad things.

No matter what the day is, you can always come over.

Wen Zehao could feel Ruan bingyue's unhappiness. He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead without saying anything.

Time passed slowly.