"I've never mentioned these things in the past because I wanted to save it for now. I was afraid that mentioning them would affect my mood and yours, but now I think it's time to tell you."
"you say."
He kept his forehead against hers.
Zhiyun's face was rosy, which was due to the temperature of the water.
At least she is safe now, waiting for the surgery tomorrow...
"I'm leaving, I really am leaving, I'm leaving you forever, but I can't bear to leave you, and I can't bear to leave the baby."
As she spoke, Zhiyun grabbed his hand, which was clasped to the edge of the bathtub due to excessive emotion, and then pried it open bit by bit.
"Don't do this, Han Qingrang, don't hurt yourself, really don't."
Zhiyun pried open his self-torturing fingers.
She raised her arms from the water and put them around his neck, wetting his collar, but she didn't care, and neither did he.
Zhiyun put her lips close to his ear and said, "This is the little baby I tried my best to keep. I hope you can take care of her, educate her well, and give her the best love. Promise me, okay?"
He didn't respond, not a single word.
The pupils gradually turned purple-gold, and Zhiyun knew that his emotional breakdown had reached the critical point.
The arms around his neck did not loosen, she tilted her head back and pressed her lips against his to soothe his anxious mood.
It worked after all, but he didn't dare deepen the kiss for fear of hurting her.
As she stepped away, Zhiyun sighed, "Without me by your side, you have to take good care of yourself. Don't give up on yourself, don't be sloppy, don't be self-defeating. Eat well, take good care of our daughter, and live a good life. Promise me, and you must do it."
"Um."
Surprisingly, he responded.
Zhiyun felt happy, incomparably happy.
Finally, he promised himself that he would live a good life.
"Han Qingrang, I love you."
"I love you, without the baby part mixed in, that's just me loving you, I love you so much."
"You are the first man in my life who makes me love you wholeheartedly."
"I am not hurt by love, nor am I troubled by life, but I love you forever."
"I love you."
Zhiyun hugged him tightly.
The arms used all their strength.
Every time, when she realized her feelings for him, it was too late.
But this time, it can't be too late.
Just right.
"Weave."
Han Qingrang kissed her forehead, his voice scalding hot, as if caressed by gravel, and said to her, "Remember, in this world, I only love you."
…
The morning sets the tone for the day.
The day of Zhiyun's birth finally arrived.
When Zhiyun was sent to the operating table, Han Qingrang was by her side the whole time, holding her hand tightly.
He gave her all the peace of mind and stability.
The proprietress was just outside and hadn't come in yet. There were doctors walking back and forth all around, but Zhiyun couldn't see anyone. The only thing she could see was Han Qingrang, who was always by her side.
"Doctor Han."
At this time, she was calling Dr. Han.
He leaned over and half-crouched beside the operating table: "I'm here, Zhizhi, I'm here, I'm always here, don't be afraid."
He kept comforting her.
There was mist in Zhiyun's gray-blue eyes, and she was very hazy. She told herself not to be sad, never, especially at this time, and to be stronger than Han Qingrang.
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