Yang Zimei randomly picked up a set of Chinese-style Hanfu. Whether it was needlework or tailoring, it was all very fine. She was so impressed that she wished she could have Sadako's skillful hands.
"Lianyi and Xiaoqian are so cute, I couldn't help but want to make them."
Sadako smiled.
"When we have children in the future, you can make them more beautiful clothes."
Jiang Ziliang's face glowed with longing, "Seeing a bunch of your own children jumping happily in front of you, and watching you busy working for them, it must be a very happy feeling."
Sadako's hand that was threading needles froze slightly, her eyes dimmed, and she murmured, "I am a living dead, I don't know if I can give birth to a child."
"If we can't have children, we can take care of two cute children like little Qian Rianyi, and it's the same."
Jiang Ziliang said hurriedly.
Sadako stared at him blankly for a while, her eyes moved and her expression warm, "Zi Liang, I would really like to give birth to a bunch of children for you, that would also be my happiness."
"Having a child depends on God's will. If God allows us to have a child, we will happily accept it. If not, we will live a world of two people, or adopt many children. It is the same. As long as I can be by your side, what do I think?
Nothing matters."
Jiang Ziliang, who has always been taciturn, said these seemingly sweet words very smoothly.
Because it comes from his true feelings, he speaks sincerely, and the listeners are also very moved.
Yang Zimei looked at Jiang Ziliang and Zhenzi, and secretly wished them happiness in her heart.
As for Sadako's future direction, she had no idea, and Sadako herself had no idea either. She could only take it one step at a time. As for whether she would be able to have children, she was even less sure.
Sadako is a living dead, and there is no numerology in her body.
Listening to Jiang Ziliang's words, Sadako put down the needle and thread in her hand regardless of Yang Zimei's presence, and boldly held Jiang Ziliang's hand. Her black eyes looked at him seriously and said, "Me too. No matter what embarrassing status I am in,
I just want to be by your side. If one day I lose my normalcy and am controlled by someone, Zi Liang, I hope you can kill me yourself."
Hearing this, Jiang Ziliang's heart felt as if it had been hit hard by an iron cone.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times.
There is the joy of reunion, but there is also the pain of parting.
If it's just separation, there will still be a day when we get together.
What people fear most is to say goodbye and never see each other again.
Now, the two of them are in a sweet love where you can't live without me and I can't live without you, Sadako suddenly tells the cruel truth.
Even a man with a heart of steel like Jiang Ziliang can't help but feel sad.
Sadako already existed in the softest place in his heart, and the slightest movement was enough to affect all his nerves.
Jiang Ziliang, who had gone through a hail of bullets, feared neither heaven nor earth, nor life and death, but at this moment, he felt a little afraid.
His hand held Sadako's hand tightly, refusing to let go even a little.
He was afraid that if he relaxed a little, she would leave.
He was even more afraid that his hands, which had already killed many people, would personally kill his most beloved woman in the future.
Is there anything more cruel than this in this world?
Yang Zimei listened, and her heart ached.
"Owner--"
Sadako looked at Yang Zimei, "Do you remember what I said? Once I die, you can turn me into ashes and let Zi Liang take them with me. If I still have a soul, you can help me lock it on jade.
