Chapter 19 Chapter 19

That night, Song Lingxi went to bed early. In the middle of the night, she felt someone lying down next to her in a daze. She ignored it and turned over and continued to sleep. She slept very sweetly and peacefully.

Zong Xuecheng laughed in anger when he saw this. He originally didn't plan to do anything, but he took a deep breath, grabbed Song Lingxi with his big hand, leaned over and pressed him down...

Song Lingxi was woken up. She was too hot and she tensed up after opening her eyes.

"Hmm, awake?" Zong Xuecheng took a breath, his voice tense.

Song Lingxi: “…”

After releasing the orgasm, Song Lingxi's face changed, "You didn't wear a condom? There are no contraceptive pills here."

Zong Xuecheng paused as he stroked her dark hair. He thought of the dream and the pregnant Song Lingxi.

It is said that one will dream about something at night if he thinks about it during the day. Although he had never thought about having a child with Song Lingxi, for various reasons, Zong Xuecheng warned Song Lingxi at the first opportunity, which was actually a deep warning to himself.

"Go to sleep." Zong Xuecheng did not respond to Song Lingxi's words, but held her in his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Song Lingxi: "..." What do you mean? At least take her to wash her.

She was lazy, and every time she was done, Zong Xuecheng would help her clean up. When Zong Xuecheng stopped doing it, she didn't want to move anymore.

She shouldn't be pregnant, right? Song Lingxi thought of the book saying that she never got pregnant until her death. Adding to that the double buff of her broken body and the fact that she was going to die soon, she heaved a sigh of relief.

…

Zong Xuecheng was having that dream again. This time he no longer resisted but wanted to explore it. However, a voice in his heart kept telling him that there was no time.

Sure enough, this time it was a nightmare.

The dream was unexpectedly long, so long that he witnessed ten years with Song Lingxi.

The dream continues to move forward, towards the future.

It was a ward in the hospital corridor. Zong Xuecheng pushed the door and walked in.

The person lying on the hospital bed is...Song Lingxi.

She looked extremely weak, with instruments all over her body and a ventilator attached to her nose, as if she would die at any time.

Zong Xuecheng felt a sharp pain in his heart for a moment, and the aftershock spread from his heart to his entire body, making his eardrums ring.

Song Lingxi's long eyelashes trembled slightly on the ice bed, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Zong Xuecheng" walked to the bedside and held Song Lingxi's hand. He took out the ring that he had been holding tightly in his hand, and tried his best to control his trembling voice and said, "Lingxi, will you marry me?"

Song Lingxi looked at him calmly and silently, then withdrew his hand.

Silently refused, using up all the weak strength I had.

"Zong Xuecheng" lowered his head, his eyes bloodshot, and laughed out loud.

"You knew that a long time ago, didn't you?"

Song Lingxi looked at him with understanding mixed with a hint of pity.

His heart felt like it was being stepped on by someone, or torn apart and ravaged...it was the pain of the body in the dream.

“When does it start?”

"Zong Xuecheng" stared at Song Lingxi, with hatred in his eyes, "When did you know that I loved you?"

Sometimes, the line between love and hate is too thin.

Song Lingxi's breathing gradually weakened and finally disappeared. The electrocardiogram began to make noises, but she never said a word to Zong Xuecheng from beginning to end.

"Yeah, you're so smart, how could you not see it?"

ten years.

Countless images flooded into Zong Xuecheng's mind, and every frame was of Song Lingxi. It turned out that he remembered her so clearly. He remembered the day they first met, Song Lingxi was wearing a green dress and looking into his panicked eyes.

He remembered Song Lingxi's birthday, the path they walked together, and the sunset they watched together...

It turns out that the truth had been revealed long ago, but someone was blinded by one thing.

“How cruel.”

Watch coldly and with disdain.

Watch him deceive himself, watch him stubbornly fight against his instinct of love.

He had been weaving a cocoon for years and had trapped himself.

Just a short while ago, he was warning Song Lingxi not to be delusional and belittle her, saying that she was not worthy of being compared with his ex-wife.

"Ho ho ho ho"

Was Song Lingxi laughing at him at that time? He was laughing at him for being like a little clown, struggling in his own web.

In the past, he always thought that he was rational and cold-blooded and was the decision maker in this relationship, but the truly cold-blooded person was Song Lingxi.

Obviously, she could have made him understand her heart sooner, wake up sooner, and love her well sooner, but she remained silent from beginning to end.

"Zong Xuecheng" seemed to want to laugh, but he couldn't make any expression no matter how hard he tried. He just twitched the corners of his mouth, and the rest of his expression was expressionless.

It turns out that this is the real "absolute".

From today on, from the moment he lost Song Lingxi, every moment, he would indulge in memories, struggling with the delusion of whether she loved him at all.

If you loved him, why did you stand by and watch indifferently; if you didn't love him, why did you punish him so cruelly, making him suffer for the rest of his life.

From then on he would indulge in despair, constantly wondering what if, if he had understood earlier, if she had told him her love, would their ending be different?

…

Zong Xuecheng suddenly sat up from the bed and looked around for Song Lingxi. Seeing her lying next to him, he held his breath until he heard Song Lingxi's calm and steady breathing.

The next second, Zong Xuecheng was stunned.

I don't know why I do this.

Only then did I realize that I was sweating profusely, and boundless despair and coldness spread from the bottom of my heart.

He seemed to have had a nightmare, but no matter how hard he tried to recall it, he couldn't remember it. He only knew that it was so painful and he hated it so much.

This pain and hatred almost drove him crazy, wanting to destroy everything, including himself.

Zong Xuecheng frowned and stared at Song Lingxi's peacefully sleeping face for a long time. He even had a strong desire to reach out and wake her up.

He did the same.

Song Lingxi woke up from his dream and looked at Zong Xuecheng in confusion.

"???"

"Have you had a physical examination recently?" Zong Xuecheng asked suddenly. Even he himself didn't understand why he asked this, but after asking, he found that he felt much more at ease.

Could this nightmare be related to Song Lingxi? Zong Xuecheng's heart skipped a beat.

Song Lingxi: "..." No, he is sick???

Taking a deep breath, Song Lingxi gritted his teeth and said, "You woke me up in the middle of the night just to ask this?!"

"Is there really such a thing?" Zong Xuecheng's face darkened.

Song Lingxi rolled his eyes, pulled all the quilts around himself and wrapped them tightly, turned around angrily, covered his head and didn't move anymore.

Seeing this, Zong Xuecheng simply got out of bed, picked up his phone and called Secretary Qian, "Secretary Qian, send me Song Lingxi's latest medical examination report, yes, now."

Song Lingxi: “…” Working people are miserable.

Fortunately she doesn't have to attend this crappy class.

Poor Secretary Qian, he must be wishing he could kill Zong Xuecheng now.

Zong Xuecheng stood by the window and waited patiently for a long time until Secretary Qian sent the medical examination report to his mobile phone.

I don’t know why, but when I opened the report, Zong Xuecheng’s heart started pounding.

Fortunately, everything is normal, just a little weak.

Secretary Qian had just spoken to his family doctor on the phone in order to answer his boss' questions in advance. The family doctor said that Miss Song had been in poor health since her mother's womb and her life expectancy would definitely be shorter than that of an average person, but as long as she took care of herself it wouldn't be a big deal.

Secretary Qian was greatly relieved after hearing this. Miss Song's weak health was a problem that had been present in every physical examination, so it would be fine as long as there were no new problems.