Yun Jianyue woke up the next day. Maybe she called too hard yesterday. When she woke up, her throat burned and she couldn't speak.

Gu Zhishen stayed by the bedside for a whole night without sleeping. At the moment, he sat beside the bed with his elbow on the bedside table, his palm holding his side face to nap, his left hand still holding her hand tightly, and his fingers intertwined.

Yun Jianyue saw the faint black circles under his eyes, the blue husks loomed under his thin lips, and his clothes were crumpled. It was rare to see his untidy appearance, which made him feel decadent.

Thinking of him sitting by the bed all night, the softness of his heart suddenly overflowed.

She didn't want to wake him up, but he still woke up, like telepathy, opened his eyes, warm eyes staring at him tenderly, now silent better than sound.

There was no such feeling before, but now it is felt personally. After giving birth to a child, their feelings have become different.

Closer, more deeply love each other, two people seem to have a bond that can never be cut off.

The roses placed on the bedside table by Yun Jianyue are in full bloom, and there are tears on the petals. You can see that it was not long before you bought them.

"For me?" The voice is very light, hoarse, suffering from pain.

Gu Zhishen took the rose and put it beside her. The light rose fragrance lingered between the two people. He leaned over her lips and took a light breath: "it's hard for you."

Yun Jian Yue's eyes narrowed into the moon, looking at the roses around her, subconsciously counted.

It's not much, it's just 11 roses.

The flower language of 11 roses: I only love you all my life.

Yun Jianyue thinks that it is impossible for him to know such romantic flower language. She looks at him secretly, and Gu Zhi stares at her deeply, as if she is guessing what she is thinking. She explains in a low voice: "Zhu Jingyi said that, but the flower is my own choice, and I made it myself."

Because the time to go was too early, the florist had just arrived. He was so busy that he didn't have time to pack it for him.

Yun Jianyue did not say thank you to him, but showed a light and warm smile.

Thinking of what, suddenly opened his mouth: "baby..."

"He's fine." Before he finished speaking, Gu Zhishen knew what she wanted to ask and comforted her with a voice, "there's a mother, they're watching, and there's a doctor. You don't have to worry about him. Now you can take good care of your body!"

She suffered a lot in this birth.

Yun Jianyue is relieved to hear that the child is OK. She thinks that he is Gu Zhishen's son. Naturally, he is the favorite of heaven. She is not worried.

"Name?"

"No hurry!" He replied faintly.

Yun Jianyue's eyebrows moved and her eyes looked at him. How could she feel that he meant it? It was clear that the children's words had been set, so why did she refuse to take a name.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"No, don't think about it." Gu Zhi deeply touched her cheek.

Fortunately, the housekeeper delivered the soup, and the topic was diverted. Yun Jianyue was hungry when she heard the smell of the soup, and she didn't want to think about those things.

All her strength was used up yesterday, and she went to sleep another night. Now, Yun Jianyue can't make any strength at all. Gu Zhishen sits by the bed with a bowl and feeds her patiently one spoon by one. When she is full, she sits next to eat the breakfast brought by the housekeeper.

Gu Liming and his wife received the news of Yun Jianyue's childbirth. They brought Gu Anxin together early in the morning. Congratulations to Fu Wenqing on becoming a grandmother and Gu Zhishen as a father.

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