Chapter 52: Clown
In the ice hole, the cold sewage soaked Lin Weiwei's woolen tights, and the biting cold penetrated through her skin and into her bones.
She stood frozen in the icy water, which reached her calves. The hem of her rose-red coat, heavy with mud and water, clung to her body in a dreadful manner. Her meticulously applied makeup was smudged by the icy water, her eyeliner smudged to a jet black, and her eyeshadow, mixed with the water, left ridiculous marks on her pale cheeks. Her carefully curled hair clung to her forehead and neck, a few strands sticking to her face, still dripping with muddy water.
The gazes around her, which changed from curiosity to astonishment, and then from astonishment to realization and contempt, were like countless red-hot needles, densely piercing her.
The young men who had rushed over to help her earlier now stopped awkwardly a few steps away, looking at each other and looking at her with complicated eyes. There was confusion, anger at being fooled, and even undisguised contempt in their eyes.
Gu Qiuhan's cold words, "The water is only up to her calves," echoed in her ears like a curse, completely tearing apart all her carefully planned "accidents" and "weaknesses" and exposing them in broad daylight.
She could even clearly hear an older woman nearby muttering bluntly, "Tsk, I knew it, this ice hole doesn't look deep... So she fell in on purpose, hoping to blame the officer? How could this girl be so devious..."
Lin Weiwei's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, partly because of the biting cold, and partly because of the immense shame and hatred that was almost devouring her like a raging fire in her heart.
Her teeth were chattering in her mouth, almost breaking. She stared at the direction where Gu Qiuhan disappeared with Gu Qiuyue on his back. The last trace of disguise in her eyes was completely peeled off, leaving only the thick resentment and madness.
The figure that walked away without hesitation, the determination to treat her as nothing, was like a poisoned dagger, stabbing into her heart.
"Gu Qiuhan... Gu Qiuyue..." Her lips moved silently, and every word was soaked with deep hatred, condensing into frost in the cold air. The pair of eyes that once looked bright and bright with hooks now only had sinister and crazy things in them, like a poisonous snake choosing its prey in the dark night.
"Okay...just wait for me!" The silent oath fermented in the ice water. She originally just wanted to become Gu Qiuyue's sister-in-law and vent the anger of her good friend Zhou Lihua, but she didn't expect that Gu Qiuhan, that wooden lump, would ignore her completely. So don't blame her for being cruel.
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The military clinic was filled with the unique smell of disinfectant. Gu Qiuyue was lying on an examination bed covered with snow-white sheets. There was still cold sweat on her forehead, but her face was no longer as pale as it had been at the market. She was breathing slightly, one hand still subconsciously protecting her lower abdomen.
"Relax, relax, Comrade Gu." A gentle-looking female military doctor in her forties carefully examined the baby and listened to the fetal heartbeat. The tense expression on her face finally relaxed. "The fetal heartbeat is very stable and strong. It must be the sudden emotional stimulation, coupled with the crowded and noisy environment, that has caused the baby to be a little irritable and protest."
She put away the stethoscope and patted the back of Gu Qiuyue's hand soothingly. "It's not a big problem. Just get some rest and calm down and you'll be fine. But you must be extra careful in the future and try to avoid crowded places."
"Thank you, thank you, doctor!" Wang Xiulan and Xu Qin thanked him repeatedly, and their hearts, which had been hanging in their throats, finally settled back into their stomachs.
Father Gu let out a long sigh, leaned against the wall, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Gu Qiuhan's body, tense as a bowstring, finally relaxed. His clenched fists loosened, leaving several deep marks on his palms from his fingernails. He walked to the bedside and looked at his sister, his eyes filled with both relief and fear after surviving the ordeal. His voice was barely noticeable, "Does it still hurt?"
Gu Qiuyue shook her head weakly and gave a soothing smile: "Much better, brother. Just now... I suddenly had a severe seizure and it scared me to death."
Xie Shiyu stood at the end of the bed, remaining silent. He walked over and sat down beside the bed. His big hand gently covered the back of Gu Qiuyue's hand on her lower abdomen, and his palm conveyed reassuring warmth and strength.
He said nothing, but just looked at Gu Qiuyue deeply. His eyes were filled with the shock of losing and regaining, deep love and pity, and a barely perceptible cold scrutiny of the "accident".
"It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay." Wang Xiulan said, and then remembered something. She looked at Gu Qiuhan with lingering fear, "Qiuhan, just now... that female comrade, she..." She hesitated to speak, her face full of fear and worry.
Gu Qiuhan's eyes instantly turned cold, like the deep water of a cold pond. He pursed his thin lips, and his jawline formed a sharp arc. He only spat out a few words coldly: "You jumping clown, not worth mentioning." The disgust in his tone was extremely clear.
Lin Weiwei's fall into the water was just a small episode for the Xie family, but the chill in the air lingered for a long time.
Outside the clinic window, it was almost dusk. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the glass window, casting warm orange light on the mottled walls, and also reflected on Gu Qiuyue's face, which had regained some color. The ward became completely quiet.
Xie Shiyu sat on a chair beside the bed, leaning forward slightly, his broad and warm palm still wrapped around Gu Qiuyue's slightly cold hand. His fingertips had thin calluses, and he unconsciously and lightly stroked the back of her hand, as if to confirm her safety through this subtle touch.
His gaze fell calmly on her face, his deep eyes were full of questions. He could feel that his wife's stomachache this time was a little strange. It was too coincidental. He heard Lin Weiwei's cry for help and his brother-in-law's words. His wife was probably pretending to have a stomachache to help his brother-in-law out.
Gu Qiuyue met his gaze, feeling a little guilty. Although the man said nothing, the meaning in his eyes was very clear. She moved her fingers and suddenly asked, "Who is this Lin Weiwei?"
"Don't care who she is. My brother-in-law is not that easy to manipulate." Xie Shiyu sighed helplessly, "Don't joke about your body in the future." Of course, he would also try his best to get rid of the woman surnamed Lin, so that she would not come in front of his wife again and make her feel uncomfortable.
Gu Qiuhan's tall figure stood by the window, his back facing the warmth in the ward.
The afterglow of the setting sun outlined the cold and hard profile of his face. He himself didn't know how he had offended Lin Weiwei, but a woman with so many thoughts could never enter the Gu family.
Outside the window, it was already dark, and lights were flickering in the military camp.
From the distant family compound, the faint sounds of children chasing and playing and the sporadic crackling of firecrackers mingled, creating the most commonplace atmosphere of peacetime. This warm and peaceful background sound only served to accentuate the aura emanating from Gu Qiuhan, which was as cold as a blade unsheathed.
Behind him, the ward became completely quiet, with only the faint breathing sounds of a few people who had survived a disaster. The smell of disinfectant seemed to be slightly diluted by the twilight outside the window.
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