I know I just want to hold your hand. I’m afraid it’s a dream. Song Yabei reached over and held Chi Yiming’s hand by his side. Yi Ming, can you accompany me? Don’t leave me.
Chi Yiming sat in the armchair. She held his hand like this. Then close your eyes and rest.
Don’t go Song Yabei once again told Chi Yiming that there were tears in his eyes.
Chi Yiming can nodded Song Yabei this just safely smiled.
Beibei Zhao Hong called Song Yabei Are you okay?
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Mom, I’m fine. I think this moment is my happiest time. I still have Yiming with our baby. Song Yabei pursed her lips and smiled happily. Her parents’ faces wandered. Mom and Dad, I want to give the baby a home. Please forgive us. Let’s let bygones be bygones. Let’s be together, okay?
Chi Yiming gritted his teeth but didn’t open his mouth to refute anything.
Song Shi looked at Chi Yiming and said, Your mother and I have no problem if you want him to be nice to you.
Now that Song Yabei is pregnant with Chi Yiming’s baby, what can they do? Do you want your daughter to suffer? Can they compromise before such an accident? The happiness of their children is more important than anything else.
Ming did you hear that? My parents forgave us. Song Yabei shook Chi Yiming’s hand. I also told you to persuade your parents to give the baby a complete home, right?
Don’t worry about these things, Beibei. Now you can take a good rest and he will give it to me. Chi Yiming comforted her and patted the back of her hand
Song Yabei cleared up and nodded. She thought everything was over.
Mom and dad, you go back to rest. I have Yiming here to accompany me. You can rest assured. Song Yabei didn’t want her parents to stay here at this time.
I’ll stay here with you or I won’t sleep well when I go home. Zhao Hong didn’t want to leave her daughter.
Mom, I this is not good? And you’re going to be a grandmother. Aren’t you happy? You’d better go home if you are in poor health, Song Yabei advised Zhao Hong. If there is anything, I’ll call you, okay?
Aunt Song Bofu, I’ll be here with Beibei. You can rest assured. Chi Yiming also spoke to persuade.
Zhao Hong took one look at Chi Yiming crossly and took a sip of his lips. After all, he still had some meaning in his heart.
Let’s go and let them get along with young people. Song Shi held Zhao Hong’s shoulder. I’ll leave it to you.
Yes Chi Yiming got up and let go of Song Yabei’s hand I’ll send you
No, stay with Beibei. Zhao Hong refused his kindness. Beibei’s mother will come to see you early tomorrow and bring you breakfast. You have a good rest and we’ll go.
Song Shi and Zhao Hong left the Song Yabei ward, and Chi Yiming watched them leave the door, then withdrew their sight and sat down.
Song Yabei reached over and put his palm on his face. Yiming, what’s wrong with you?
I’m fine. Chi Yiming shook his head, but his heart was tangled. He wanted to say something now, but now is not the time. You have a good sleep.
I don’t want to sleep, I’m afraid you’ll leave. Song Yabei pretended to be strong, but she was weak and pitiful. Yi Ming, don’t part with me, okay? We already have a baby.
Song Yabei’s eyes were full of tears and he carefully pulled his hand to caress her flat abdomen, hoping that Chi Yiming would deeply feel this little life.
Chi Yiming holds the palm of her hand against her lower abdomen, which is very flat. Now I can’t feel the baby’s heartbeat or fetal movement.
Yi Ming, it’s not easy for us to be together again. I don’t want to lose you, let alone my baby’s father. I don’t have his thoughts. I want to be your bride and give you a warm home. Yi Ming, the past is over. Will you be sober and face the present? I love you more than anyone else. Song Yabei expressed her deep feelings that she wanted to impress Chi Yiming and let him take back the idea of breaking up. It’s a pity that we finally gave up now, and she can’t turn back. She is already someone else’s wife.
Chi Yiming eyes staring at Song Yabei tightly staring at the eyes seems to have pain float.
She’s right. Has Lu You become another wife or Mrs. Lin?
Will he never get back to the past?
Don’t think about sleeping. Chi Yiming held her hand and put it in the quilt.
Song Yabei didn’t want to let go of his hand and hold him tightly. Let me hold you like this, okay?
Chi Yiming also nodded and Song Yabei looked at him like this until he was tired and didn’t stay up until he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Chi Yiming stared at Song Yabei and slept quietly. Yan remembered many things that happened before, and played them back and forth in his mind, which made him have a headache.
He didn’t sleep well all night, woke up early, got up and moved, sat stiff on the balcony and looked at the scenery in the distant garden and breathed fresh air.
More than half an hour later, he went to wash his hands and face.
Yiming? Outside, Song Yabei shouted, Where are you?
Chi Yiming hastily washed his mouth and then came out from washing his hands to see that Song Yabei had come barefoot from the bed.
I’m here Chi Yiming looked at her flustered appearance and walked slowly past.
Song Yabei hurriedly ran to her after seeing him, then threw himself into his arms and hugged his neck tightly. He buried himself in his arms and choked, I’m missing you.
I went to wash my face. Chi Yiming bowed her head and saw that she was still barefoot, so she picked her up and went to the hospital bed to put her in accounting. She was re-covered by why are you so careless about your body?
Yi Ming, I’m too afraid of losing you. Song Yabei still clutched his clothes tightly and didn’t want to loosen them.
All right, you’re going to be a mother. Don’t be a child. Chi Yiming pulled her and held his clothes tightly. I’ll give you a twist and wash your face with a towel.
Chi Yiming went to wash his hands and twisted a warm towel to let Song Yabei wipe her face and hands.
Then she combed her hair and cleaned up, and Song Shi and Zhao Hong came.
Zhao Hong is holding a thermos in his hand, while Song Shi is holding fruit and some snacks and holding a bunch of flowers. Song Yabei likes perfume lilies.
Zhao Hong put the thermos on the bedside. Beibei, this is my chicken soup and porridge, and the shredded chicken is delicious with some side dishes.
Thank you, Mom Song Yabei was filled with joy.
Zhao Hong filled a bowl of porridge for her and scooped it up for Wu to feed her.
Mom, give it to me. Song Yabei took the bowl and then turned his head and handed it to Chi Yiming. Yi Ming, you can eat it. You must be exhausted after watching me all night. Eat more supplementary nutrition.
Beibei … Zhao Hong was dissatisfied with Song Yabei so as to shield Chi Yiming from giving him all the good things.
Ming … Song Yabei saw that Chi Yiming did not move and put the bowl into his hand.
Chi Yiming held the bowl in his hand, then scooped a spoonful and sent it to his mouth. He blew it and sent it to Song Yabei’s mouth. I’ll feed you.