Seeing her walk into the living room, he patted the place beside him.
Nangong Ruyue glanced at him and didn't move.
Xiao Zexin patted the place next to him again.
A pair of eyes looked at her longingly.
Nangong Ruyue felt soft and walked over to sit down.
Xiao Zexin curled his lips and handed her a piece of paper.
Nangong Ruyue took it and saw a lot of words written on it.
[Ruyue, shall we end the cold war? I was wrong, and I will not hurt you again in the future.]
[As for your childbirth, let’s discuss it slowly. My disease is much better now and can be completely cured without your help.]
[I spoke first, but that doesn’t mean I lose, okay?]
Xiao Zexin looked at her expression and waited for her reaction.
Nangong Ruyue sighed, raised her head, and showed a faint smile.
Did she agree?
Xiao Zexin hugged her happily, "I haven't talked to you for a day, and I feel so uncomfortable."
Nangong Ruyue deliberately kept a straight face: "It was you who didn't talk to me first!"
Xiao Zexin quickly admitted his mistake: "Yes, it's my fault! In fact, it's not that I don't want to talk to you, I just don't know what to say, and you won't listen to anything I say, so I'm so angry that I can't speak."
"Then did you listen to what I said?" Nangong Ruyue asked.
Xiao Zexin took her hand and held it tightly.
"I listen to you on everything else, but I can't do this! Even if I'm not sick, I can't help you deliver the baby."
Nangong Ruyue was puzzled: "Why?"
Xiao Zexin said in a low voice: "Who is willing to use a knife on his own woman? Even if it is to deliver a baby, he cannot do that."
Nangong Ruyue opened her mouth slightly——
Xiao Zexin added: "It makes me feel uncomfortable to see you sad, let alone operating a knife on your stomach."
"But if you don't do this, your illness will not be cured."
"Yes. I will heal myself, but it will take a little longer."
"How long will it take?" Nangong Ruyue asked.
Xiao Zexin pondered for a moment and said: "I am much better now. I think I will be able to get rid of the hallucination completely in a few months."
"Are you really much better now?" Nangong Ruyue didn't believe it.
Xiao Zexin's eyes were very deep, making it difficult to see the emotions behind his eyes.
"certainly."
Nangong Ruyue glanced at him, and then took out a small knife from her pocket.
Xiao Zexin's pupils shrank——
Nangong Ruyue held the handle of the knife and waved it in front of him.
"Now that you are much better, would you please take this knife and peel an apple for me?"
Xiao Zexin's face darkened: "Where did you get the knife?! Don't you know it's dangerous to have this thing with you?!"
"I just bought it outside."
"...Throw away the knife, and you are not allowed to touch these dangerous things in the future!"
Nangong Ruyue looked directly into his eyes: "You saw it and were worried that you would do something dangerous."
Xiao Zexin's face was expressionless and his body was a little stiff.
"Aren't you much better? It shouldn't be a problem to peel an apple with a knife."
Xiao Zexin looked at the sharp, thin blade and was speechless.
Nangong Ruyue asked softly: "Or is it that your illness has not actually healed, and you have been suppressing yourself and deliberately showing your good side in front of me?"
"I don't!"
"Really not?" Nangong Ruyue lowered her eyes, her voice was very soft.
"Zexin, although you and I have been separated for more than twenty years, I still know you very well."