Late at night, she noticed that her water had broken, so she woke up the nanny and they took a taxi to the hospital.

Her physical condition had always been good, and all her prenatal checkups had gone smoothly, with no problems. Late that night, she lay on the operating table in the delivery room, missing Xu Yanfeng more than ever. She had gotten through so many difficult times before, but that one, she couldn't get through. She was exhausted, and the midwife wiped her sweat and tears, asking her to push harder.

She couldn't stop crying, her body aching. The delivery had taken too long, and the doctor, concerned about the risk of fetal asphyxiation, consulted her and decided to switch from a vaginal delivery to a cesarean section, ultimately delivering the baby safely.

Xia Xi was very calm when she spoke, as if she was telling someone else's story. After she finished, she didn't hear Xu Yanfeng's voice for a long time. She slightly tilted her neck to look at him, but before she could see his face clearly, he covered his eyes with his hands.

She didn't struggle, and after a while, she felt as if he lowered his head.

"Xu Yanfeng?" Xia Xi called his name with a light laugh, paused, and said, "Are you... scared to tears?"

Xu Yanfeng still ignored her, burying his face deeply in her hair. His breath was hot and almost burned the skin on her neck.

Xia Xi couldn't see anything. She groped her fingers and touched Xu Yanfeng's head, moving it twice: "It's been so long, I'm fine now, right?"

Xu Yanfeng tried to maintain his composure and tried to find a topic to talk about: "Zhou Du couldn't make it?"

"Of course. The due date was moved up so many days, he couldn't make it." Xia Xi found it a little funny. After all she had said, why did he mention Zhou Du? "Are you still jealous of him?"

Xu Yanfeng said calmly: "No."

Xia Xi curled her lips. Perhaps because her eyes were covered, her hearing was particularly sensitive. She listened to the tone of Xu Yanfeng's voice and it didn't seem like he was jealous at all.

"He really doesn't have that intention towards me." Xia Xi said.

Xu Yanfeng's complexion had returned to normal, and he took his hand away from her eyes. Xia Xi immediately looked towards his face, and he dodged. The next second, his face was fixed by Xia Xi's hands.

Xia Xi looked into his eyes, which were faintly red. She was surprised. No way, was he really crying?

Xu Yanfeng continued the topic: "Let's talk about Zhou Du."

Xia Xi didn't mention his jealousy at all. She said, "Zhou Du does have some special feelings for me, but it's definitely not a romantic one. As for the rest, I can't tell you for now. It's his secret. All you need to know is that he treats me like his own sister. If one day he's willing to tell others, I'll tell you."

Zhou Du helped her keep the secret, so of course she had to keep it for him too, not telling anyone, no matter how close they were.