After leaving the hospital, Ruan Xingwan happened to be fine, so he took the little guy to the new studio.
Pei Shanshan happened to be sorting out the decorations here, and turned around and said, "Xingxing, you're here."
Ruan Xingwan nodded and looked around at the bright and clean surroundings: "Has the cleaning been finished?"
"It's done, but there are still camera equipment and miscellaneous things arriving one after another these days. After everything is done, it will have to be cleaned again."
Ruan Xingwan said: "Thank you for your hard work."
Pei Shanshan said: "It doesn't matter. When I think that this is my dream studio, I can't use up my energy every day. What's more, Daniel is helping me. I can't do anything."
I don’t feel tired either.”
"Is Daniel here too?"
"Here, he's emptying shelves inside."
With that said, Pei Shanshan pushed the little guy's stroller and pulled Ruan Xingwan outside, "The formaldehyde inside is a bit heavy. Don't stay here for too long."
Ruan Xingwan stood in the open space outside the studio and smiled.
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the wall in front of her.
It was the name of the decoration worker who died accidentally in the fire.
Although it has only passed not long ago, it feels like it was a long, long time ago.
At this time, Pei Shanshan's voice sounded: "By the way, Xingxing, you took the little guy to the hospital for a checkup today. What did the doctor say?"
Ruan Xingwan retracted his thoughts and said funnyly: "What kind of inspection? Zhou Cishen and Jiang Yuan deliberately deceived us."
Pei Shanshan clicked her tongue twice, knowing that as soon as the WeChat Moments were posted last night, some people couldn't sit still.
After sitting outside for a while, Pei Shanshan stood up and said, "I'm going in. You go home. It's cold outside."
"good."
After leaving the new studio, Ruan Xingwan went directly back to the apartment.
It was getting colder and colder today, and she was afraid that the little one would catch a cold.
In the afternoon, while Xu Yue was cooking, the little one was playing in the living room. Ruan Xingwan walked to the kitchen door and whispered: "Mom, why don't you cook more?"
Xu Yue turned around and said, "Do you have any other friends coming?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "No, just...I was thinking that if there are more, I can send them to Zhou Cishen."
Xu Yue said: "He doesn't like to eat the food I cook, and the hospital has privately customized nutritious meals, which are much better than what I cook."
Ruan Xingwan raised the corners of her lips, remembering what Xu Yue had said before, that when Zhou Cishen was a child, he said that eating the food she cooked would be better than eating the bark of a tree.
After a while, Xu Yue's voice came: "I made mullet soup, you can send it to him tonight."
"I?"
"It's okay if you don't want to give it away, I just don't want to care about him."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She is really my mother.
She said: "Then I'll give it to you."
In the evening, when Ruan Xingwan reappeared in the hospital, Lin Nan was reporting to Zhou Cishen.
Seeing her come in, both of them were stunned.
In an instant, Lin Nan realized what was going on and said, "Mr. Zhou, I'll leave first."
Zhou Cishen said "hmm" and handed him the document in his hand.
When Lin Nan left, Ruan Xingwan put the thermos bucket on the bedside table: "You really can't stop for a moment."
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up, and he stretched out his hand to pull her: "Why are you here?"
Ruan Xingwan said without changing his expression: "Mom asked me to deliver soup to you. After delivery is over, I will go back."
She wanted to leave, but Zhou Cishen didn't let go.
He exerted a slight force on his hand and pulled her closer: "Did she ask you to come, or did you do it yourself?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "Do you think I want to come here?"
Zhou Ci stared at her with deep black eyes and observed carefully: "It looks quite similar."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She was too lazy to pay attention to him, unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket, poured the mullet soup into a small bowl: "Drink it, it will cool down in a while."
Zhou Cishen said: "Have you drank?"
"Why should I drink this? This will help the wound heal."
"It's all the same, it's nutritional supplement."
Ruan Xingwan was almost tired of the fish soup a few days ago. Xu Yue made her pork ribs soup today, so she was not interested in the mullet soup at all.
She said: "You drink yours and it doesn't matter what I do."
Zhou Cishen: "?"
He said slowly: "Baby, your temper is getting louder and louder."
Ruan Xingwan smiled perfunctorily at him: "I learned from you."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
While they were talking, it started snowing outside.
The whole sky was completely white.
The cold wind seems to be a bit more biting.
Ruan Xingwan walked over, closed the window, and drew the curtains.
When she turned around, Zhou Cishen had already finished the fish soup.
Ruan Xingwan said: "I'm leaving, you go to bed early, it's like this, can't you have a good rest for two days?"
Zhou Cishen knew that she was getting angry because he was still at work. When she came over to get the thermos bucket, she gently pulled him into her arms and whispered: "How about you stay and supervise me?
Don’t go back tonight.”
Ruan Xingwan pushed him angrily: "Are you a child? You still need someone to supervise you."
Zhou Cishen raised his eyebrows: "As long as you stay, anything will do."
Without waiting for Ruan Xingwan's reply, he then said: "It's snowing so heavily and the roads are slippery. I'm worried about you going back."
"Then if it snows, no one will walk outside?"
"They go their own way and it has nothing to do with me."
Ruan Xingwan said: "I have been sleeping with the little guy these past few nights. If I don't go back, he will make trouble..."
Zhou Cishen said: "If you go back, I will also make trouble."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She almost laughed in anger, this man was really getting thicker and thicker.
Zhou Cishen put his hands around her waist, obviously not intending to let go of her.
I ran a lot today, and it was snowing and cold outside. Ruan Xingwan was really a little lazy and didn't want to move.
She simply pushed Zhou Cishen: "Lie in."
Zhou Cishen immediately made room for her.
The hospital bed is large enough for the two of them to sleep.
Zhou Cishen hugged her and played with her fingers: "You didn't bring the ring?"
Ruan Xingwan glanced at him: "I'm taking care of the child. I'm afraid of scratching him."
Zhou Cishen was obviously not very satisfied: "Why is it so delicate?"
"The child didn't come out of your belly, so of course you don't understand."
Zhou Ci was deeply afraid that if he continued, the topic would develop out of control, so he fell silent.
Ruan Xingwan looked up at him: "Do you feel that my fingers are a little thicker?"
"No."
Ruan Xingwan said seriously: "Really, I heard that other people's fingers will become thicker when they are pregnant. I felt a little strenuous wearing the ring in the past two days."
Zhou Cishen lowered his head and met her gaze: "Do you have pregnancy syndrome?
Always thinking about things that haven’t happened.”
Ruan Xingwan pouted, and felt that what he said seemed to make some sense.
Ever since she got pregnant, she has always been thinking about things and having some inexplicable worries.