Cen Yue entered the office alone.
Song Yiyi has already found Cen Yue in the crowd of photos.
He stood in the last row, his figure as tall and straight as ever.
Just that face...
"Cen Yue, come quickly."
Song Yiyi waved at Cen Yue, "Doctor Liu is absolutely right, you were really naive before!"
Although the expression is pretty much the same as it is now.
He always looks cold and indifferent, as if keeping people at a distance.
But now his aura is too strong, which can easily scare people and make them feel distant.
Cen Yue used to be very thin.
There is still baby fat on her face.
The facial contours were not as sharp and distinct as they are now.
At first glance, it is all green.
Coupled with his overly fair skin, he looks very easy to bully.
Very cute.
Song Yiyi said, "No wonder Doctor Liu said he was afraid of beating you to tears. If you cry with a face like yours, any man would probably feel bad."
After she said that, she started laughing.
I really don't blame her.
He really looks too young.
Like an unripe green apple.
Cen Yue walked to Song Yiyi's side, lowered his eyes to look at the photo, and felt helpless: "Yiyi, does your stomach hurt?"
He asked an irrelevant question.
A hint of doubt flashed in Song Yiyi's eyes, and she blinked and said, "It doesn't hurt."
Everything is fine.
Why does she have a stomachache?
Since marrying Cen Yue, Song Yiyi's previous dysmenorrhea problem has gradually disappeared.
Maybe it’s because the food is more nutritious.
The pain used to start early, and it served as a warning every time, reminding her to prepare things before going out.
It doesn't hurt now.
Song Yiyi forgets things easily.
It was Cen Yue who reminded her every time.
Song Yiyi paused, then realized belatedly and said, "Yeah, it seems to be coming soon."
In fact.
It has been postponed.
Cen Yue stared at her with a complicated expression, "Yiyi, can you go get some blood drawn later?"
Old Liu ran up and down.
Successfully arranged a blood test for Song Yiyi.
Fortunately, the military hospital is well-equipped and blood tests can be performed in the early stages of pregnancy.
But the results will take at least two days to come out.
Old Liu was even more excited than the two parties involved. He patted his chest and assured, "Old Cen, don't worry about it. I'll keep an eye on it and try to get a result as soon as possible."
"As soon as the results came out, I called the army."
"Take your sister-in-law back to rest quickly. You've been tired for a long time."
"No matter what, tell her to take some rest and not get too tired."
"As for your symptoms, they might be a little uncomfortable. Eat something appetizing to relieve the discomfort. There's no other way. Just hold on and it will pass."
Cen Yue nodded, "Yes, thank you."
Old Liu waved his hand.
After they took a few steps, Lao Liu suddenly said, "Lao Cen, sister-in-law!"
Song Yiyi and Cen Yue turned around at the same time.
Old Liu, with a face as if ready to risk his life, rushed over and said in a voice only the three of them could hear, "Sister-in-law, Lao Cen has been sterilized! If you get pregnant, this could be your only child. I still hope you keep it!"
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes with a dead heart.
There's no way to escape this beating today.
Even if he couldn't escape, Lao Liu still wanted to leave a descendant for his brothers.
My brother has a brain bag.
He didn't.
He has to help his brother!
Song Yiyi was confused for a moment, but she quickly reacted, grabbed Cen Yue's hand and walked out.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Dr. Liu."
Song Yiyi did not forget to thank Lao Liu.
Old Liu smiled with relief, but before he could even smile, he met Cen Yue's cold and terrifying gaze.
He shrugged indifferently.
Because Cen Yue tortured him with his eyes.
There was no time to settle accounts with him at the moment.
On the way home, Song Yiyi didn't say a word to Cen Yue.
No matter what Cen Yue said.
She said nothing.
Cen Yue panicked. As soon as he entered the house, he grabbed Song Yiyi's hand and said in a panic, "Yiyi, listen to my explanation."
Song Yiyi slowly turned around, raised her eyes and looked at him calmly, "Okay, go ahead."
She waited for Cen Yue to explain.
Cen Yue was rarely stuck.
"I..."
Cen Yue lowered his eyes, not daring to look into Song Yiyi's eyes, "I didn't mean to hide it from you."
Song Yiyi turned and walked towards the main room.
Cen Yue's whole body tensed up, holding her hand tightly, "Yiyi, don't..."
Scold him and beat him.
Cen Yue admitted it all.
But he couldn't accept Song Yiyi ignoring him.
"Wife, I know what you are angry about. I shouldn't make decisions on my own, nor should I hide it from you."
Cen Yue's handsome eyebrows knitted together, his eyes gleaming with a barely perceptible gloom. "I'm sorry, I..."
He is positive in admitting his mistakes.
But if I had to do it again, I would probably make the same choice.
Mother's experience.
Including his own three months in the hospital.
It was an indelible past in his life trajectory. Cen Yue simply could not bear it. Such a thing happened to Song Yiyi.
He is a tool and Song Yiyi is cannon fodder. It is very difficult for such a combination to go smoothly.
"I want to sit. Standing is tiring."
Song Yiyi interrupted him, "Maybe I'm not alone now. You can't just let me stand there and listen to your quibbling, right?"
Cen Yue: “…”
For whatever reason.
He did make the decision on his own and kept it secret.
Even when the two were discussing whether to have children.
Cen Yue didn't tell the truth.
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