Chapter 204 Congratulations
During that period, Wen Jiu's mood was unstable. Even the smallest things could stir up her emotions, and she couldn't control them.
One night, she got angry with Zhou Yanchuan because she suddenly remembered that he had thrown away her love letters when they were in junior high school.
Afterwards, Wen Jiu had no idea how she came up with this idea.
She was angry just thinking about it; it was the first love letter she had ever received, and he had thrown it away without a word.
Upon hearing her accusation, Zhou Yanchuan paused for a moment, then slightly curled his lips before squatting down beside her legs: "How about I write you another letter?"
That night, he actually sat down at the table and earnestly wrote her a love letter.
It was midsummer, late at night, and only the occasional chirping of cicadas could be heard outside, leaving the room completely silent.
Wen Jiu sat on the bed, tilting her head to look at the person leaning over the desk. Looking at the lowered and serious eyes, she seemed to see a proud yet gentle young man.
Zhou Yanchuan at the age of seventeen.
"Wen Xiaojiu, come here."
Her heart calmed down without her realizing it, and she unconsciously stroked her abdomen, her eyes filled with a tenderness and happiness that she herself had never noticed.
One morning, Wen Jiu went to the dressing mirror to tie her hair, but before she could even lift her hand, her shoulder started to ache.
She endured the discomfort and raised her hand. As soon as her fingertips touched her hair, the soreness intensified suddenly, and her hand went limp, causing the comb to fall onto the table.
Wen Jiu took a deep breath, picked up the comb and tried again. This time, as soon as she managed to gather her hair, her arms started shaking violently. She couldn't hold on any longer, and her hands loosened, causing her hair to fall apart again.
Several times in a row, she couldn't even manage a simple hair tie.
Upon realizing this, Wen Jiu felt an inexplicable wave of exhaustion and grievance. Looking at her clumsy and helpless reflection in the mirror, she angrily threw the comb to the ground.
With a "snap".
Zhou Yanchuan heard the noise and came in. He glanced at the ground, said nothing, bent down to pick up the comb she had thrown away, and stood behind her.
Then, very carefully and gently, he gave her a super ugly hairstyle.
There were many similar incidents. When she couldn't sleep at night, Zhou Yanchuan would drive her around.
After Wen Jiu's agitation subsided as he looked at the tranquil night scene of the streets, he took her home again.
Sometimes when she didn't want to take the car, he would hold her hand and walk with her on the street.
When asked if she looked like she did when she was in school, she replied...
When the weather was nice, he would bring a deck chair and place it under the shade of a tree in the yard. He would help her sit down slowly, and then put a soft cushion behind her back. He would sit on a small stool, peeling oranges for her while reading cases to her.
In the evening, a breeze would occasionally blow, and leaves would fall onto her shoulders. He would reach out and take them away when feeding her fruit.
When the weather was bad, he would hold her and sit on the sofa to watch a movie, with a sunset lamp on beside them.
Wen Jiu couldn't fit into the old dresses anymore, so he asked a designer to come to his home to make custom-made ones for her.
...
Sometimes, when she calms down, Wen Jiu realizes that she has been being unreasonable.
He, on the other hand, accepted everything she did.
Seeing her feel guilty after her outburst, Zhou Yanchuan pulled her into his arms and gently comforted her.
"fine."
He told her, "Don't hold back your anger, just take it out on me. That's all I can do."
Wen Jiu's eyes stung, but the unease and self-blame in his heart were soothed without him even realizing it.
When similar situations occurred again, she felt bad after calming down and discussed with him, "Why don't you move out?"
He pinched her cheek: "What are you thinking about?"
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Zhou Yanchuan naturally sensed the woman's emotional change, and seeing her like this, he felt nothing but heartache.
When I can't sleep at night, I always feel so bad that I whisper his name once, and then I usually don't call it again, no matter if he hears me or not.
Despite the discomfort caused by lower limb edema, I still insisted on doing some exercise every day in order to ensure a smooth delivery.
When she saw that she couldn't fit into her old clothes anymore, she would only cry secretly in front of the mirror, not daring to let him know.
Even though she felt nauseous and couldn't eat, she would still force herself to eat every day despite the doctor's concern that her child might not be getting enough nutrition.
The first thing I did after he calmed down was to try to cheer him up.
There was so little he could do about her pregnancy.
*
Wen Jiu's due date is July 26th.
Zhou Yanchuan had taken her to the hospital a few days in advance.
Xia Shi, Chen Yu, and the others also stopped everything they were doing and stayed with her at the hospital every day, trying to cheer her up and afraid that she would be scared.
Wen Jiu told them she was fine and not to worry.
But as the day drew closer, it was inevitable to feel nervous.
She also found it increasingly difficult to sleep.
When she had insomnia, Zhou Yanchuan didn't sleep either. He lay down next to her and gently massaged her lower back.
*
Wen Jiu's last checkup showed all indicators were normal, but her water suddenly broke on the night of the 21st.
Zhou Yanchuan had just taken a phone call at that moment.
Wen Jiu trembled with pain, reaching out to press the bell, but she was always just a little short, her fingertips trembling as she couldn't reach it.
Xiao Huang, who was still guarding outside, noticed something was wrong and started prying at the door.
Upon hearing the commotion, Zhou Yanchuan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly ran over.
The moment he pushed open the door, his heart felt as if it were blocked by something.
The person on the bed was deathly pale, their hair soaked with cold sweat.
*
The smell of disinfectant filled the deathly silence of the corridor, and the operating room door was slammed shut.
Zhou Yanchuan stared intently at the light that had been turned on on the door.
When Xia and the others arrived, their first question was always, "Have they already gone in?"
Zhou Yanchuan didn't answer immediately, but after a while, he remembered something and said, "Hmm."
There was no movement in the ward. Just when the group was wondering what was going on, a shrill scream pierced through the heavy door and reached their ears.
The moment Zhou Yanchuan heard this, his heart clenched, as if a dull knife was constantly cutting into it.
One blow after another, each blow leaving bloody and mangled flesh, causing the person to tremble with pain.
The voices from inside the door were sometimes hoarse and broken, and sometimes filled with the despair of someone on the verge of death.
The shouts gradually weakened, leaving only faint sobs.
Zhou Yanchuan's eyes turned red as he listened.
Summer had already brought tears to their eyes.
The operating room lights were still blindingly bright.
It will never die out.
Zhou Yanchuan felt as if he was in excruciating pain and couldn't feel anything around him.
Until I heard a baby cry.
A few tears fell to the ground with a soft pat.
A group of people in the corridor all looked towards the door.
The door was slowly pushed open a crack, and the doctor's white coat was stained with dark red. She took off her sweat-stained mask, her face tired but full of smiles: "Congratulations, mother and daughter are safe."
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