Su Jinse had been in a bad mood for the past two days. After drinking the tonic soup brought by Sister Ling, she sent her out and wanted to be alone.
Sister Ling saw that she was worried, so she didn't bother her and went downstairs with the plate.
Su Jinse lay on the bed for a while, unable to fall asleep. After thinking about it, she got up and went to Yan Jue's study.
His study room is very large, and there are many books she likes in the bookcase, some of which Yan Jue even bought with great effort for her to read.
She sat alone in front of the window, picked up Zhang Ailing's "Half Life" and read it carefully. She sat there all afternoon. When she came back to her senses, her eyes were a little sore.
This was a book given to her by Mao Lele to pass the time. She said that she had always liked reading Zhang Ailing's novels. She had always kept them in her study, but now she thought of taking them out to read them.
In the story, Manzhen and Shijun were in love, and their love came naturally. However, when happiness was about to come, Manzhen encountered misfortune. Their love was deep and shallow, and they still missed it throughout their lives. The snow on thousands of mountains only shadowed them.
Who goes.
She couldn't help but cry when reading many scenes in the story. She cried for several hours, and she didn't even know why she was crying.
Jinse didn't know how long she sat in the study. After knowing that it was getting dark outside, she got up from the chair, put the book away from her, and prepared to leave.
The study door was pushed open from the outside.
Jinse stopped and saw Yan Jue and Song Mo walking in one after another through the bookcase. She subconsciously squatted down and hid in the space between the bookshelves.
Yan Jue's cold gaze swept to the corner of the study room, and he realized that Song Mo was speaking after seeing nothing unusual.
Jinse's body shrank, she had never seen Yan Jue like this before, his eyes were very frightening, like a ferocious hungry wolf, he was so unfamiliar.
Two very different Yan Jue, which one is the real him?
Song Mo took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Yan Jue, "After eating this bottle of medicine, the child will no longer be alive."
Su Jinse was inside the bookshelf, trembling, and her tears fell one drop at a time, soaking the floor.
She covered her mouth tightly with her hands to prevent herself from making any sound.
It turns out that what Lele said is true.
Yan Jue really doesn't want their child, and even wants to kill her own flesh and blood. No matter what, it is still an unborn little life!
How could he bear it!
Yan Jue took the medicine, lowered his head and looked at it, his voice softened and suddenly became a little desolate, "Is it going to be life-threatening?"
"Miscarriage is the same as when a woman gives birth. It is no different from entering the gate of hell. I dare not give a 100% guarantee that there will be no problems this time. I can only minimize the chance."
Song Mo told the truth.
"knew."
Yan Jue put away the medicine bottle with an indifferent expression, his eyes were deep and dark, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Song Mo couldn't help but said, "Jue, the baby in Jinse's belly is five months old. The risk of miscarriage is very high at this time."
Yan Jue's body paused.
He clenched and unclenched his fists tightly and announced the result, "Let the hospital prepare beds as soon as possible."
Yan Jue and Song Mo quickly left the study, and neither of them noticed Jin Se hiding in the bookshelf.
At the top of the stairs, they met Sister Ling who asked Jinse to come down for dinner. Song Mo smiled and said, "Sister Ling, what are you making delicious food today?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Song, there are a lot of things you like to eat."
Song Mo looked at Yan Jue and said with a smile, "Looks like I'm in luck again tonight."
Yan Jue frowned and glanced at Sister Ling. His voice was cold and emotionless, "Where is Jinse?"
After squatting in the study for a long time, Su Jinse's feet were a little numb. After moving for a while, she walked out of the study in a daze. She heard the conversation downstairs and subconsciously touched her abdomen.
Since she doesn't even want their child, why should she care about what she does?
Sister Ling's voice came, "Lie upstairs."
"What's wrong with her?"
"It seems that I'm not in a good mood. I've been up there all afternoon. I just want to be alone for a while."
"I'll go up and have a look."
The man's figure floated past his eyes like the wind. Song Mo couldn't help but admire his skill, but felt a little confused in his heart.
Based on his understanding of Yan Jue, he would never care so much. Even if the child in Su Jinse's belly was not his, so long as Yan Jue said he wanted it, the child would still be born. Besides, Su Jinse was also a victim in this matter.
Since Yan Jue could accept that she had been insulted, how could he care whether the child in her belly was hers and risk his life to let her abort it?
Song Mo felt more and more that he couldn't see through Yan Jue.
There was only one wall lamp turned on in the bedroom. Su Jinse lay sideways on the bed with her back to the door, leaving only his back.
The footsteps gradually approached, and Jinse couldn't help but tremble under the quilt. Yan Jue stopped, knowing that she was awake, and did not take a step forward. There was the medicine given by Song Mo in his pocket, and he seemed to have lost all the energy to move forward.
With average strength, I can't take this step no matter what.
"Jinse." he shouted.
The person on the bed didn't respond.
Yan Jue pursed his thin lips tightly and stared at her for a moment. He knew that she was awake, but he didn't know what mood she was in.
The air was filled with an invisible layer of gunpowder smoke. They were struggling and wandering, waiting to surrender to each other.
Yan Jue was finally defeated. He stepped forward to the bed and put his hand on her back, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Jinse slowly turned around, with a confused look on her face, as if she had just woken up from sleep. When she saw him, her eyes lit up and she became excited and asked, "Jue, when did you come back?"
Yan Jue deliberately refused to expose her lies, pursed his thin lips coldly, and looked at her face carefully.
"Sister Ling said you were in a bad mood. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Su Jinse took a breath, with a hint of enchantment on her pretty face, and looked at Yan Jue, "It was a little bit better at noon, but it's much better now."
She stretched out her arms and said coquettishly to him as usual, "Hug!"
Yan Jue's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly regained his mood. With a wave of his long arm, he pulled her into his arms, resting his head on her shoulder, absorbing the fragrance of his hair, "Is the child still naughty today?"
Su Jinse leaned against Yan Jue's broad shoulders, her eyes were sore, the light in her eyes dimmed, and she said with a forced smile, "No, he is very good."
Jinse has been suffering from severe morning sickness since she was found to be pregnant. She was very weak at that time. It was only recently that she got better. Her cheeks are now much thinner.
Yan Jue held her face and said, "Eat more, you have lost a lot of weight recently."
"Okay." Su Jinse replied quietly.
Yan Jue's eyelids twitched. He felt that Jinse had become much quieter recently, and she no longer clung to him when talking to him. Her tone was exactly the same as before she lost her memory, and her heart felt as stuffy as a ball of cotton.
"Let's go, Sister Ling, the meal is ready."
"good."
Su Jinse sat up, picked up the water glass on the bedside, and prepared to drink some water.
Yan Jue took the water glass from her hand and said, "The water is cold."
He walked into the bathroom, poured out the cold water in the glass, brought warm water over, and handed it to her, "You are not allowed to drink cold water in the future, did you hear that?"
Su Jinse was slightly startled. She took the water glass and said softly, "Yeah."
"Wait a minute." Yan Jue interrupted her, and a bottle of medicine appeared in front of Jinse, "Take the medicine first!"
Su Jinse raised her head, and a white bottle came into her eyes. The defense in her heart suddenly collapsed. She heard the emotion in her own voice, "What kind of medicine is it?"
Yan Jue paused his hand and said, "You vomited violently a while ago. I asked Song Mo to give you special medicine to replenish your body."
Su Jinse stroked the label on the bottle, which indicated that it was a general tocolytic drug and would have no effect on pregnant women and fetuses.
Even the instructions are ready.
Oh, I went to such great lengths to trick her into taking medicine.
"Jue, you are so kind to me."
Yan Jue's deep eyes trembled for a moment, and three muted words escaped from his thin lips, "Eat quickly."
"good."
Su Jinse took out a white pill and put it into her mouth according to the dosage instructions. After taking a sip of water, she smiled at Yan Jue and said, "I took it."
Yan Jue's strong body trembled, and his cold eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes, "Hurry up and pack up, I'll go down first."
She felt the figure in front of her flicker, and Yan Jue disappeared from Su Jinse's sight. The movements in her hands suddenly froze. What lingered were Yan Jue's two cold eyes. It turned out that his indifference could also be revealed to her, so
of ruthlessness.
Song Mo sat elegantly at the dining table. Hearing the chaotic steps on the stairs, he couldn't help but look over and saw Yan Jue walking down the stairs alone, with a desolate look on his face.
This was the first time that Song Mo saw Yan Jue like this. His ability to restrain himself was very strong. It was so strong that he had never been like this before, as if he had lost his soul and his emotions fluctuated greatly.
Song Mo asked, "Jinse, why didn't she come down?"
Sister Ling was bringing up a pot of fish soup. When Su Jinse didn't come down, she asked, "Mr. Yan, is Jinse coming down to eat? Do you want me to bring some for her?"
"No need." Yan Jue said coldly.
The hostility around him was so strong that Sister Ling shivered and almost dropped the soup in her hand. Song Mo quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands, "Be careful."
Sister Ling said quickly, "Mr. Song, thank you very much!"
Song Mo smiled faintly and said, "It's okay. Sister Ling should pay attention to your steps in the future. It's not good for you to fall when you are old."
"What you are saying is that this man is old and his feet are not working well. Fortunately, Mr. Song, you gave me a hand this time."
Yan Jue was inexplicably confused, and the emotions in his heart surged like a flood. Song Mo raised his head and glanced at him and said, "Did she take that medicine?"
Yan Jue did not answer.
There was a sense of irritation between his brows, and his eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes. He glanced over with cold and stern eyes, filled with rage that disappeared in an instant.
Song Mo paused. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. Only when he met Su Jinse could Yan Jue's mood be easily fluctuated. What he didn't expect was that Yan Jue moved so fast and didn't even give himself a chance to think about it.
Just give Jinse the medicine. Isn't he afraid that he will regret it in the future?
After a while, Song Mo suggested, "Would you like to go out for a drink?"
Yan Jue's eyes glanced over quietly, and his tall figure looked taller and lonely under the light.