Shen Zhichu loved him wholeheartedly for sixteen years, yet she was asked to leave empty-handed, just to make room for the "white moonlight" in his heart.
Li Jingshen thought he would...
Chapter 649: You can’t accept a rose offered by someone if you are carrying garbage
There is always a question on the Internet: Do you want to go back to the past?
Shen Qing's answer was that she didn't want to go back to the past at all. Those dark, painful days, the days that turned into despair after repeated disappointments, once was enough...
It is better to start over now than to go back to the past. People always have to say goodbye to the past. How can you accept the rose handed to you while holding garbage?
Shen Qing had severe pregnancy reactions during her pregnancy. As for pregnancy reactions, it all depends on personal luck. For some people, they have them in the first three months, while for others, they don't stop until after giving birth. There is also a kind of chosen one who has no pregnancy reactions during pregnancy.
Shen Qing was not the chosen one, she was the unlucky one. Even when she was six months pregnant, her belly had grown bigger and she still had severe pregnancy reactions.
Along with morning sickness, my calves also became swollen. I could only sleep on my side every day. If I lay flat on my back, I felt like something was pressing on my heart and I had nightmares all night.
It was inconvenient for Shen Qing to get up at night, and she would easily wake up thirsty, so Jiang Yiming spread the mat on the bedroom floor, next to the head of the bed.
Shen Qing knew better than anyone how hard it was to make snacks. Jiang Yiming went out to work during the day, but when he came back to see her, he was still full of energy.
He looked energetic, or rather he was pretending to be energetic. There were tired red bloodshot in his eyes, and dark circles under his eyes. Shen Qing felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw him.
"I'm not tired, Shen Qing. I feel very happy now. Life feels fulfilling. In the past, I just felt alive and lived a life of muddled moments. But now that I have you, my life suddenly has a goal." Jiang Yiming grabbed Shen Qing's hand and looked at Shen Qing's abdomen.
Jiang Yiming asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable today?"
Shen Qing replied. "It's still the same as usual."
That's uncomfortable. Jiang Yiming said, "I heard that children who are more likely to make a fuss are girls. Maybe this is what we want."
He only thought of a girl's name and didn't think of a boy's name. Shen Qing was about to reach six months of gestational age. He had said before that he would go to the hospital for a check-up to ask the doctor whether it was a boy or a girl, but he didn't ask.
"I'll take a day off tomorrow, so I should take you to the hospital for a pregnancy test."
Shen Qing stroked her abdomen: "Then let's go to bed early."
"Um."
Jiang Yiming agreed verbally, but he did not let go of Shen Qing's hand. He lay down with his hand raised and placed on the head of the bed. It was okay for a short time, but it would become numb after a long time.
The relationship between the two now is too bland to be called a couple. It is more like the life of a husband and wife, an old married couple.
This relationship is neither up nor down. Whenever Shen Qing sees Jiang Yiming's efforts, she feels sorry for him.
Jiang Yiming is not like her. He has a family and parents who miss and love him. Although he always mocked himself as an unknown celebrity in the past, he has many fans who like him.
He had a bright future ahead of him, but now he and she were living in this "well".
Although his current life and income are not that hard, they are just a drop in the bucket compared to what he had before.
Jiang Yiming sincerely feels that his current life is better and he lives happily. He asks Shen Qing not to blame herself, and he does all this willingly.
Some people say that in love, the one who gives is never cherished, and there are also highs and lows in relationships, but in Jiang Yiming's view, giving love is a process of receiving love, and he will never regret the time he spent with Shen Qing.
Maybe it was because she was under pressure from going to the hospital for a pregnancy checkup the next morning, but as soon as Shen Qing closed her eyes and fell asleep, she had a nightmare. She dreamed that Lu Tingchuan was strangling her neck and wouldn't let her go.
After waking up from a nightmare, she opened her eyes and saw Jiang Yiming sitting on the bed, looking at her worriedly. The light in the room was on. Shen Qing stared blankly with her eyes open, her head throbbing with pain.
"Having a nightmare?"
"Yeah." Shen Qing paused and said two more words, "Afraid."
"I'll get you a glass of water." Jiang Yiming stood up and was about to go out, but before he could move his feet, Shen Qing grabbed his arm.
"Jiang Yiming, I'm scared. Don't leave."
Jiang Yiming stopped immediately, turned around and hugged Shen Qing in his arms.
Shen Qing, who was six months pregnant, was still a small ball and looked like a fragile doll. Any movement had to be done with caution, and even hugging her couldn't be too tight.
Shen Qing's rapid breathing gradually calmed down. She reached out and grabbed Jiang Yiming's clothes, and her ears could hear his steady heartbeat.
Pregnant women are in a very sensitive period, always worried about gains and losses, afraid of losing their current stable life, afraid that something might happen to the child they have finally given birth to. Shen Qing is afraid of many things, even afraid that people will find out about her past, so she has not taken the initiative to mention her past to Jiang Yiming until now.
People always have some pasts that are too painful to look back on, and some things are not worth talking about.
Shen Qing remained silent. Jiang Yiming thought she was holding back her fear, so he gently comforted her, "Don't think about it. It was just a dream. Nightmares and reality are opposites. The scarier the dream, the happier the reality."
This kind of comfort is just psychological. The idea that dreams and reality are opposites is just nonsense to fool nightmares. Isn't there a saying that goes, "Dreams come true"? Why not say that dreams and reality are opposites?
"Jiang Yiming, you are the first person who treats me well." Shen Qing suddenly spoke, saying something without a beginning or an end.
Yes, Jiang Yiming was the first one to treat her well. The most important word in this sentence is not "good" or "first" but "seriously".
Lu Tingchuan had been nice to Shen Qing before, but that kind of kindness often came with exploitation.
At the beginning, Lu Tingchuan just wanted to trick the person into his hand quickly and have fun with him. His methods were full of loopholes. Only Shen Qing, who was as stupid as a fool, would give his whole heart to her.
When she first came to the country, she was sent to the hospital for examination. Shen Qing often looked at the sky outside. She was depressed. After experiencing Lu Tingchuan's deception and humiliation, she no longer believed that anyone could treat her wholeheartedly. She always suspected that the people around her approached her with ulterior motives like Lu Tingchuan.
Su Miao's redemption gave her a glimmer of hope to survive, and Jiang Yiming's company gave her more confidence and happiness.
"Jiang Yiming, I don't deserve your kindness. I used to be someone else's mistress, and this child was born at that time... I'm a bad person."
Good girls go to heaven, while bad women wander in hell. Is the pain she is suffering now retribution?
"If you didn't do it voluntarily, then you're not a mistress. Besides, you chose to escape, didn't you?" Jiang Yiming asked, "Shen Qing, do you want to go back to the past?"
Shen Qing shook his head: "I don't want to go back to the past at all."
"That's all."
Jiang Yiming was very happy that Shen Qing took the initiative to talk to him about the past. This showed that she had opened her heart to him, and the distance between the two of them was one step closer.
That night, Shen Qing carefully recounted what had happened to her in the past, tearing open the scarred wound, revealing a bloody wound.