He Lianqing narrowed his eyes: "Did the two of them say something to you?" He knew whoever came in and out of this ward every day, and if he wasn't there, it would naturally be even clearer.
"Yes." Qian Xiaojue did not deny it, but admitted it generously, "They also told you... my last words, right?"
Helian Qing raised his hand to cover Qian Xiaojue's mouth, looked down at her, his eyes turned cold, and ordered: "I don't want to hear it anymore!"
Qian Xiaojue looked up and saw He Lianqing's ugly face, but she smiled, stretched out her hand to take down his hand, and held it tightly in her own hands: "Okay, I won't say anything. But Ah Qing, you heard
The mood I felt when I heard those words was the same as the mood I felt when I heard those words. I felt very distressed and distressed..."
"No, Cat!" He Lianqing interrupted Qian Xiaojue, lowered his head and looked at her seriously, saying word by word, "You will never understand my fear that day, nor my helplessness at that moment. No
You will understand my fear, but you will not understand... the feeling that I am about to lose you. I don’t want to feel it again in this life!"
Qian Xiaojue hugged He Lianqing with heartache, her eyes as cold and arrogant as stars were secretly firm... firm, she would never let this happen again!
"Aqing, there is something I must tell you again. Even if you don't listen, I will tell you..."
Those three words she wanted to tell him a long time ago, she no longer wanted to be stingy, and she no longer wanted to be afraid of losing them without a chance to say them.
"I know." He Lianqing gently touched Qian Xiaojue's hair and whispered softly, "I know, no need to say."
Qian Xiaojue smiled slightly: "It's good that you know..."
Neither of them can say those three words, but at this moment, the silence is louder than the sound, and each other understands what the three words are that each other wants to say...
*
A week later, Qian Xiaojue finally got He Lianqing's permission to walk on the ground.
Qian Xiaojue, whose limbs and back were almost flat from sleep, walked happily around the room ten times before Yue Lingdong arrived.
He Lianqing finally dropped the documents in his hand impatiently, picked up Qian Xiaojue and put him on the bed: "Okay, you can rest now."
"Ah Qing!" Qian Xiaojue pouted angrily, full of displeasure, "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Do you really think you can still bully me?" Let's see how he still cares about her when she gets home.
, then she will no longer be locked in a small room!
"There are still nine months, just bear with it." He Lianqing sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, and said in a leisurely but unobjectionable manner.
"Why? Isn't it eight months?" It's been almost two months... Where did the nine months come from?
"Sister-in-law, there is still confinement period." Yue Lingdong closed the door with his backhand and reminded with a smile.
Qian Xiaojue's mouth was half open, as if she remembered something, her face turned pale and she murmured: "Yes... it seems that confinement is so scary for us Chinese women..."
Yue Lingdong immediately looked at He Lianqing and asked in a low voice: "Brother, did I scare my sister-in-law?"
"Sooner or later, we have to accept this fact." He Lianqing remained calm and seemed not to be distressed at all, but he still handed Qian Xiaojue a box of sour plums, "Eat it, I'll talk to Lingdong."
Qian Xiaojue really liked eating sours recently. She took the sour plums that Helian handed over to her, raised her head and glanced at Yue Lingdong, and asked, "I want to hear it too, just say it here."
Yue Lingdong looked at He Lianqing. He Lianqing had no intention of getting up and just nodded.
