At night, when Rong he came back, he saw his little woman sitting beside the bed, looking sad.

"What are you thinking?"

He stepped forward to her and sat down, looking at his wife's brows and eyes a bit tired, and gently nodded her nose.

Fu Nuan was in a trance and looked at the man who was close at hand. His nose was sour for no reason, and his head was leaning against his arms without saying a word.

After half a minute, she asked him in a quiet voice --

"Rongyu, do you think people will change? Will we change in the future? "

Without hearing his answer, she felt a little uneasy, raised her head full of doubts, and her eyes were covered with a layer of water mist.

"I used to think that my father was the best and most loving man in the world. But now I can't understand him any more. Do you think people will change their minds when their circumstances change? What about us? Will we change in the future? Will it be like my father and I, gradually away from the heart? "

"There will never be that day."

This is his answer and his promise.

Fu Nuan nestles in that warm bosom, I don't know why, always feel very uneasy in the heart.

Deep in her heart, she tried her best to hold on to her, as if only in this way could she feel a little more secure.

"Well You are not to leave me for the rest of your life. "

She clasped her hands around his waist and regarded him as her only sustenance.

For Fu Nuan's sentimentality, it was the first time I saw her so worried about her gains and losses.

"I'll be with you forever."

He stroked her soft hair like a treasure.

"If one day I die first..."

Before she finished speaking, as soon as the sound of the word fell, he bent over and sealed it with a kiss, blocking back the rest of her words.

It was not until her breathing became disordered that he was willing to let her go.

"No nonsense."

"I mean in case..."

"Nothing in case."

The eyes of Rong and ink are deep, as if to suck her in, and stare at her directly.

"Even if there is, I can get you back."

It's a dead spring.

Well, Professor Rong deserves to be from the school of Arts.

"But sometimes, life and death can't be controlled by human beings."

"I only believe that man can conquer nature."

Look at his high spirited appearance, it's really a drag that makes people like it.

The woman's fingertips outline his handsome outline, with red lips slightly raised and his words soft and shallow --

"I like you so confident."

She took the initiative to kiss his lips, sweet breath wrapped between the lips and teeth.

Gently shallow kiss, how can a man be satisfied, tolerance and countervailing, buckle the back of her head, deepen this kiss.

Just as he was about to continue to linger, Fu Nuan suddenly raised his eyebrows and felt a surge of tumbling in his stomach.

She pushed her husband aside, got out of bed and put on shoes and ran to the bathroom. Then there was a sound of vomiting in the bathroom.

If the situation is wrong, get up and check.

Vomit not come out, Fu warm dizzy afflictive.

"Bad food?"

She shook her head, thought for a moment or remained silent.

"Did you go to the hospital today?"

"I had planned to go, but something happened to Dad temporarily..."

Rong and good-looking eyebrows frown slightly, immediately will take her to the hospital.

Fu Nuan looked at the eye time, which was very late. He stopped him and said, "it's OK. Maybe it's just a cold in the stomach. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow morning."

This time, the little woman raised her finger to guarantee that it was not ambiguous.

This night, considering that Fu Nuan was not feeling well, he went to the bathroom and took a cold bath. After his body returned to normal temperature, he went to bed and held his little wife in his arms.

Fu Nuan fell asleep in Professor Rong's arms with a faint smile on his lips.

……

Early the next morning, Mrs. Rong got up and drove to the hospital.

Fu Nuan went to the obstetrics and gynecology department with a nervous mood. While waiting for the call outside, she could not help smiling when she saw the pregnant women with their stomachs walking by, accompanied by her husband and family, looking happy.

After the examination, she sat in a chair in the corridor and waited for the results, and soon the report came out.

"Congratulations. You're a month pregnant."

Congratulations on

Although she had made some preparations in advance, Fu Nuan was still stunned when she heard the doctor announce her pregnancy.

"Really?"

The doctor pointed to the report and said with a light smile: "don't worry, there will be no mistakes in the examination."

Out of the Department, she is still a little slow.

At the thought that she was pregnant with a small life, she was both excited and happy, full of expectation for the arrival of this small life.

The first time is to call Rong and share her joy.When a man's voice came over the phone, she stopped talking.

Such important news should be solemn and told to him face to face.

He was looking forward to children, and she wanted to see with her own eyes what he looked like when he got the news.

At the thought of this, Fu Nuan turned his words, his tone rose slightly, and his joy could not be concealed --

"Professor Rong, can you go home early tonight?"

"Listen to your tone, something good happened, eh?"

The little woman said with a light smile: "keep secret for the time being, come back at night, give you a big surprise!"

"Good."

……

After hanging up the phone, the woman's lips were still smiling contentedly. She wanted to go home and decorate it. She must create a romantic atmosphere with candlelight and flowers, and then tell Ronghe the good news.

She got on the car and drove to the flower shop first. As soon as she got to the door of the flower shop, she got a call from Tang Yao

"What's up, brother?"

Fu Nuan got through the phone because he was in a good mood and his tone was bright.

At the other end of the phone, Tang Yao was silent for a few seconds, and then he spoke quietly:

"warm, I have something to tell you."

Hearing the heavy tone of the man, she was stunned and asked, "what's the matter?"

"You'll find out when you come to the hotel."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Nuan looked at the flower shop nearby, and then looked down at his mobile phone. He was puzzled.

I always feel that it's not like saying good things to her.

It was my father yesterday and brother Tang Yao today. Why do they seem to keep a lot of things from her?

……

Huaxi hotel.

In the VIP suite on the top floor.

Tang Yuanshan changed into a solemn and solemn dress, and his pale face under his old illness had a little look, just like that in those years.

"Wanhua, I finally I can get justice for you. "

Listening to his father's words, Tang Yao was very upset.

Over the years, his father has been telling him that his aunt died for another reason.

Tang Yao was well aware of his father's feelings for his aunt. Only by saying that he could not accept the fact that his aunt had passed away would he think wildly However, with the deepening of the investigation, Tang Yao gradually found that his father was right.

"Warm is coming."

Tang Yuanshan nodded, sighed a long time, patted his son on the shoulder and said, "dad knows your feelings for warmth, but you should be aware that, according to her temperament, we will never hide from her The truth of her mother's death. "