Waiting for you to fall a flower

Jing Ya turned around smugly and raised an eyebrow at Qin Lan.

"That's right. Last september, I attended ye dazhao's wedding banquet!"

Yang qianxue saw that everyone else looked at her with questioning and sarcastic eyes, as if she had changed from a victim to a mistress, so she quickly picked up her mother, lowered her head and left quickly.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Jing Ya stared at the back of the two people who were leaving in a hurry, feeling very depressed and depressed.

She went to her mother's house. After dinner, Ye Beicheng picked her up.

She didn't tell him what happened today, so she laughed at him and told him all sorts of happy things.

Jing Ya knew that Ye Beicheng was upset now, so she didn't want to add to his troubles. Only two people who loved each other couldn't bear to make each other sad.

After returning to the Ye family, xiao yun came in with chicken soup in his bedroom. Jing Ya waved his hand, "I'm not drinking anymore. I'm so full at my mother's house tonight."

These days, Xiao Yun would bring in a bowl of chicken soup every night, and she was about to throw up.

Ye Beicheng came out of the bathroom and said casually, "The more you eat, the better for your child's growth."

She frowned and pinched her nose, her neck tilted up and she drank all of it.

At night, the two of them were lying in bed. Jing Ya said, "North city, can you name our baby?"

Ye Beicheng replied, "Okay, but I have to think about it for two days. Think of a boy's name and a girl's name."

"Yeah, it sounds better."

"Of course."

"A boy's name needs to be big, and a girl's name needs to be smart."

"Ok."

"Don't you have a bible in your study? You can refer to it."

"Okay, got it."

"Don't worry, think about it slowly. Just think about it in eight months."

"..." Ye Beicheng rolled over." Come and give me a kiss.

"Ah no..."

"Just a kiss, just a kiss."

...

"Didn't you say you only kissed her? Why did you go in?"

"Don't move, I'll be very gentle..."

...

Early in the morning, Jing Ya got up early. She was going to attend a lecture on pregnancy today.

While brushing her teeth, she felt a slight pain on the left side of her abdomen and frowned, not paying much attention.

After washing and combing, he walked to the bed, woke Ye Beicheng up, and helped him get his clothes.

"Honey, help me with my tie."

Ye Beicheng liked to ask jingya to tie her tie, so he could face her up close and gaze at her affectionately. The warm atmosphere was the beginning of a good morning for him.

"North city, I think my stomach hurts a little."

"Stomachache?" Ye Beicheng frowned nervously, "Why does your stomach hurt? Then let's hurry to the hospital!"

"It's okay. Maybe I ate too much last night, just a little bit, very lightly."

"Then I have to go and take a look, or I won't be able to rest assured."

Jing Ya glanced at him angrily, "Are you scared? Shouldn't you have done that to me last night?"

"No way..." Ye Beicheng's face turned pale.

"Hehe, I'm so scared. I'm really useless."

"Hey, do you really hurt? Don't scare me!"

Ye Beicheng was very worried. Jing Ya nodded, "A little, but it's okay. It's like an ant. It's almost negligible."

"Are you really okay?"

"Yes!"

"Well, if it hurts too much, remember to call me anytime!"

"I see."

Ye Beicheng drove Jing Ya to the lecture hall and did not forget to say, "Remember to inform me if you feel uncomfortable!"

"I understand!"

At nine in the morning, the lecture officially began. An hour later, Jing Ya gradually became restless and the pain in her abdomen seemed to be stronger. She saw that everyone was listening attentively. She was sorry to disturb the atmosphere, so she wanted to hold on until 10: 30.

Five minutes later, she felt a sudden flow of liquid from her lower body. Just like her usual menstrual period, she hurriedly got up and ran out. She quickly went to the bathroom, took off her pants and looked at them. Her face turned pale and she almost fainted...

Blood, bright red blood, a pregnant woman, suddenly saw red, what does this mean, she was very clear!

Hastily taking out her phone, she dialed Ye Beicheng's phone trembling. Her voice choked, "North city, come on, I'm bleeding..."

Ye Beicheng rushed Jing Ya to the maternity and child care hospital, and the gynecologist immediately injected her with progesterone. Jing Ya asked again and again, "Will my child be okay? Will my child be okay?!"

"This depends on the situation. I've already given you an injection to protect your fetus. Now you go for an infusion and can't keep it. There's no way to guarantee it!"

Jing Ya was lying in the ward with an iv drip and her tears started to fall. She grabbed Ye Beicheng's hand helplessly, "What should I do, North city? What should I do? What if the child can't be kept..."

Ye Beicheng comforted her painfully, "It's okay. Don't worry. It's okay!"

Now his heart was as sharp as a knife. He decided that he had accidentally hurt the child last night, and he was so upset that he wished he could slap himself twice!

It was already two o' clock in the afternoon when the two bottles were finished. The doctor prescribed some medicine to protect the fetus and asked Jing Ya to go home for observation at any time. If the blood could stop the child, it could stop the child. If the blood could not stop the child, then be prepared for the abortion.

It was cruel and realistic.

Jing Ya painfully went home with Ye Beicheng. Her tears never stopped on the way home. Besides comforting her, Ye Beicheng was deeply remorseful, deeply remorseful.

At the Ye family, she dried her tears and didn't want anyone to see her abnormality.

Ye Beicheng took her hand upstairs and told her to lie down on the bed to rest. He sat by the bed with her. At six o' clock in the evening, Jing Ya began to have a high fever. He picked her up again and rushed to the hospital.

Just outside the hospital, Jing Ya's eyes darkened and he fainted in Ye Beicheng's arms...

There was still a little consciousness in his head, but he couldn't respond to it, so he could only let him call her name over and over again.

When she woke up, she was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by several nurses in white and a familiar face.

"Jing Ya, are you awake?" Ye Beicheng caressed her face painfully, her heart torn apart...

"North city, where's the child? Is the child gone?"

Her tears rolled around her eyes and her voice was hoarse.

"Still here, the child is still here."

Hearing that the child was still there, her aching heart eased a little. Ye Beicheng turned to the doctor on duty and said, "Please try your best to keep the child in my wife's belly!"

The doctor nodded, "Of course."

There was a series of tests, injections, and hanging water. Jing Ya was exhausted from all the stress. She knew that even if the child was saved, she could have been deformed after so much treatment tonight...

In order to facilitate the doctor's observation, Jing Ya did not go home and stayed in the hospital ward. Ye Beicheng also stayed by her side. At ten o' clock at night, her abdomen began to ache violently and continuously for several hours. After the doctor finished his examination, he announced regretfully and helplessly, "There is no way. It has begun to contract..."

At twelve o' clock, the pain disappeared and Jing Ya fell asleep. She was really, really tired.

Ye Beicheng slept through the night until dawn and saw her wake up, holding her hand, her eyes misty.

"North city, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore! The baby is fine!"

Jing Ya jumped out of bed excitedly. She ran to the bathroom in the ward to check. She was surprised to find that the blood stopped.

"North city, it's really all right. Our child is really saved!!"

Because she was too excited, her eyes were glistening with tears, but Ye Beicheng was not happy at all. His heart, in addition to pain, was still painful...

"Come on, let's get the doctor to make sure the baby is safe."

She put on her coat, took Ye Beicheng's arm and walked out. Halfway there, suddenly, there was a liquid flowing out, and suddenly stopped. She was stunned...

Without an explanation, she ran back to the ward and locked herself in the bathroom. When she saw the bright red blood, she collapsed on the floor.

There was an anxious knock on the door, "Jing Ya, open the door, Jing Ya..."

Ye Beicheng slammed on the door, his voice filled with pain and remorse, "Jing Ya, open the door. I'm worried about you."

Jing Ya staggered to his feet, tidied up his clothes, opened the door in a daze, and looked directly at the worried man in front of him, "North city, what happened last night? Why am I still bleeding?"

After a century of silence, Ye Beicheng took her into his arms and announced in pain, "Jing Ya, the child is gone..."

When she closed her eyes, she heard the sound of flowers blooming and falling quietly. Her heart, like glass, was shattered to the ground.

...

For three days, she had locked herself in her room for three whole days, thinking of a child who had no fate with her.

Ye Beicheng was also depressed these days. On the fourth night, he walked up to her, hugged her from behind, and said to himself, "Jing Ya, I'm sorry, I really deserve to die!"

Jing Ya turned around, her eyes red, but she no longer cried. She raised her head and said, "Don't blame yourself. You can't keep something that doesn't belong to me, no matter how hard you try..."

"But why lock yourself in the house? Do you know that I'm really heartbroken by your behavior?"

"I know. In the future... I won't."

Her throat hurt so much that she tried to squeeze out a smile, "There will be another child. I'm just worried that you won't want me..."

The loss of a child was a great pain for any woman, a pain that no one could imagine.

In addition to her current situation, there were external love rivals eyeing her, and there were mother-in-law stirring up trouble in it. Her life was like walking on thin ice, and she could sink into the sea at any time.

"How could I not want you! You are not allowed to say such things. I, ye North city, have only Yu Jingya as my wife all my life!"

Ye Beicheng answered her with certainty, not pitying her, not blaming her, but promising her from the bottom of his heart.

"Did they all know about my miscarriage?"

Jing Ya clenched her lower lip, hating herself for not winning, and hating god for being unfair to her.

"I don't know yet."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Ye Beicheng stroked her hair, "I'm ready to confess to them. Although this will make you feel wronged, it proves that even if you're not pregnant with my child, I still love you."

There's no denying that in this bleak situation, this sentence still loves you, giving Jing Ya all the courage to live on...