Chapter 98 "I want to go for a walk with him..."
The two played at Qingchi until after 10 p.m. before leaving. They didn't have a driver pick them up; He Qingzhao drove himself.
Because he publicly stated that he was trying to conceive, He Qingzhao did not drink alcohol during the meal, and Zhong Qi and the others did not urge him to drink. Instead, they teased him and told him to drink more nourishing soup.
Cheng Jiamo sat in the passenger seat, turning her head to look at He Qingzhao: "Aren't you tired?"
He Qingzhao chuckled, his voice low and deep, which sounded strangely alluring in the dimly lit suburban night, even giving the impression of being slightly intoxicated.
"Want to go for a drive?" he asked, his voice laced with a captivating laugh, voicing the question Cheng Jiamo hadn't yet uttered.
Cheng Jiamo smiled and hummed in agreement, then tilted her head and gently nuzzled against his arm.
He Qingzhao was still the same as before, always able to see through her thoughts at a glance.
In the past, Cheng Jiamo would have thought He Qingzhao was scheming because of this, and would have been wary of him, even somewhat afraid of him.
However, now she felt that he was doing a good job; this was how he truly entered her heart and understood her thoughts.
Perhaps it's because my mindset has changed that I'm looking at things differently.
Her journey with He Qingzhao, from their first meeting to their growing understanding and love, was like experiencing three distinct phases of a mountain.
Mountains are mountains, and water is water.
Mountains are not mountains, and water is not water.
Mountains are still mountains, and water is still water.
Now, when she looks at He Qingzhao again, it's still the same as when she first met him; everything about him is beautiful.
Cheng Jiamo leaned her head against He Qingzhao's arm and asked in a soft voice, "Are you tired? If you are, I'll drive."
The light was red, so He Qingzhao stopped the car and used one hand to touch her face: "Not tired." He asked her, "Going up the mountain or Chang'an Street?"
Cheng Jiamo: "Anything is fine. I just want to sit in the car with you, look at the night in northern Beijing, and feel the summer breeze in northern Beijing."
She reached out and placed her hand on his leg, saying softly, "When I was in my prime, because of my inferiority complex and because of my stubbornness, I didn't love you properly. Later I thought that if I had opened my heart and loved you wholeheartedly back then, and given you enough security, there probably wouldn't have been so many misunderstandings."
The green light came on, and He Qingzhao was a few seconds late. The people behind him honked their horns.
He Qingzhao continued driving, his voice slightly hoarse: "Momo, don't say that, it's my fault."
Cheng Jiamo patted his leg: "I've always thought I had a clear conscience, but actually I do."
She sat up straight, looked at He Qingzhao, and watched his prominent Adam's apple bob up and down.
She smiled and pressed her face against his arm, rolling around on it as she said in a coquettish tone, "He Qingzhao, I love you, I love you so much, I'll love you for ten thousand years!"
She used to be insecure and timid, lacking the courage to express her feelings directly, and too embarrassed to say "I love you" to He Qingzhao.
She looked up and said, "Starting tomorrow, I will tell you 'I love you' ten times every day, and you have to say it to me too!"
He Qingzhao's heart melted, and he smiled and replied, "Okay." Then he immediately said, "I love you, my wife, I love you."
Cheng Jiamo crossed her legs on the seat and leaned back lazily into it.
“We’ll get our marriage certificate tomorrow, then go see Zhang Wenqian in the afternoon, and the day after tomorrow…” She put her legs down again, turned her body to face He Qingzhao, “Or we could go on our honeymoon during the summer vacation and take wedding photos while we’re at it.”
After saying that, she immediately shook her head and refused: "Oh no, no, I want to try to conceive with you during the summer vacation. I can't travel far. What if I get pregnant while traveling? It's too tiring and dangerous."
“But if we don’t go during the holidays, I won’t have time to go on our honeymoon after school starts in September. I’ll be pregnant during winter break, so I won’t be able to go.”
He Qingzhao's temples throbbed with excitement, and he even slowed down the car.
"Honey," he lowered his voice and asked gently, "you mean you're going to school even though you're pregnant?"
He thought Cheng Jiamo was pregnant and wouldn't go to school. It wasn't that he didn't want her to pursue a master's degree; it was just that they had recently reconciled, and he now wished he could be with her every day, even taking her to work. He completely understood the sentiment of "The spring night is short and the sun rises high, so the emperor no longer holds morning court."
That's why he worked so hard to get her pregnant before school started, but unexpectedly, even though she was pregnant, she still wanted to go to school!
Cheng Jiamo: "Yes. My plan is to get pregnant during the holidays, and then give birth in June or July next year, so I can continue my studies after my postpartum period."
He Qingzhao tightened his grip on the steering wheel, then loosened it, and said with a smile, "I think if you want to get pregnant now, you should take a year off from school and go back to school after you give birth. If you want to go to school now, then don't get pregnant."
Cheng Jiamo frowned: "It will be three years before I can finish my master's degree."
He Qingzhao: "Three years will pass quickly, and you'll only be thirty-three in three years, which is just the right time to have a child."
Cheng Jiamo's attitude was firm: "No, I want to get pregnant this year and give birth next year. If I'm going to have a baby, I want to have it as soon as possible. Besides, after I finish my master's degree, I plan to continue with my doctorate, so I won't have time to get pregnant and have a baby then."
He Qingzhao knew he couldn't persuade her. Cheng Jiamo was outwardly gentle but inwardly strong and stubborn. Once she made up her mind, nothing could change it. He could only obey.
“Okay, whatever you say.” Then he suggested, “On the condition that you don’t have much of a reaction after getting pregnant, that you don’t vomit or feel uncomfortable, that you have plenty of energy and eat normally. If you have severe pregnancy reactions, such as vomiting or excessive sleepiness, you will have to take a leave of absence from school.”
Cheng Jiamo pursed her lips and remained silent.
He Qingzhao changed lanes to the left, then turned and, after rounding the bend, continued, "Momo, I can't joke about your and the baby's lives. If you have severe morning sickness after getting pregnant, I won't let you go to school anymore. Even if you're unhappy, I'll still process your leave of absence."
Cheng Jiamo: "There aren't many graduate courses, and I'm studying classical philology, which has very few classes. I've already asked around, and in the first semester of my first year of graduate school, I only need to attend classes three days a week. The main thing is to read books after class."
He Qingzhao said, "If your pregnancy symptoms are not severe, you can attend the classes. But if you have severe symptoms, you can't attend the classes anymore, because traveling back and forth will make you feel worse, and I don't want you to suffer."
Cheng Jiamo knew that He Qingzhao was right, so she nodded and agreed: "Okay, we'll do as you say."
He Qingzhao sped up, and Cheng Jiamo reminded him, "Slow down. Stop at Chongwenmen in a bit, then I'll take over driving."
He Qingzhao smiled and agreed, "Okay."
The car drove along Chang'an Avenue, heading east, amidst dazzling lights.
Cheng Jiamo leaned against the car, looking out the window, as if a galaxy was shimmering before her eyes.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying with a smile, "He Qingzhao, there are so many things we haven't done together."
He Qingzhao: "The future is long, I'll be there for you no matter what you want to do."
Cheng Jiamo: "We've never gone on a road trip together. When we first got together, I didn't have a driver's license, and even after I got it, you didn't trust me to drive."
He Qingzhao chuckled: "A road trip would be exhausting, and I don't want you to suffer."
“How can traveling be considered arduous? At most, it can only be described as ‘tiring,’ not ‘bitter.’ You’re using the wrong words.” Cheng Jiamo’s professional instincts kicked in as she spoke, and she unconsciously switched into an educational mode. “The real suffering comes from poverty and disease. Doing what you love, what brings you joy, cannot be called suffering.”
He Qingzhao smiled and said, "Teacher Cheng is right."
Cheng Jiamo belatedly realized that she had given He Qingzhao a lecture. Her face flushed, and she turned away in embarrassment to look out the passenger window.
When she first got together with He Qing, she was only nineteen years old and still a naive student confined to the ivory tower, while He Qing was already a twenty-seven-year-old company boss.
So most of the time, He Qingzhao would advise and comfort her as an "elder," and she would listen blankly and nod heavily.
She never imagined that one day she would be educating He Qingzhao in the tone of a "teacher".
This feeling is pretty great!
Then she turned to look at He Qingzhao: "Am I wrong?"
He Qingzhao nodded with a smile: "Yes, my wife is right."
Cheng Jiamo glared at him and said, "Call me Teacher Cheng."
Upon hearing these words, He Qingzhao felt a sudden tightness in his throat and an inexplicable dryness in his mouth.
He licked his lips and said in a low, husky voice, "Would Teacher Cheng like to play Role Play?"
Cheng Jiamo's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"
He Qingzhao smiled and glanced at her: "Role-playing."
Cheng Jiamo: "I know what the English means, I mean..."
He Qingzhao stopped the car, his deep, sharp eyes staring directly at her, his voice growing increasingly low: "Tonight I am your student, and you are your teacher. Female teacher and male student, on the desk, in an empty building materials room, want to play?"
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