Chapter 162

"Really, where are you going?" Zhao Tianyi called me, his voice revealed a trace of panic.

I clenched my lips and whispered, "I have something to go out."

"It's late at night. Where do you want to go?" Zhao Tianyi frowned and asked more nervously.

I pinched my fingers, my chest was filled with anger, and my voice also increased: "Zhao Tianyi, I'm not your accessory, you have no right to limit my freedom."

Zhao Tianyi's face suddenly became ugly. His Adam's apple glided up and down, and his voice was hoarse: "don't go, I beg you."

I don't look at Zhao Tianyi. I open the door and leave.

Out of the door, I took a taxi to the hospital. When I got out of the car, I saw yinjingtian. He was wearing a set of navy blue clothes. Under the reflection of the light, he was very eye-catching. The light of the fire loomed at his fingertips, and then the turbid smoke came out of his mouth.

I seldom see Yin Jingtian smoking. In my opinion, he is always sunny. No matter what happens, it doesn't matter to him. Even when his father died, I didn't see him leave a tear.

My subconscious step becomes light and slow up, slowly walk past, slow down voice asked: "what happened?"

Yin Jingtian slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on my high stomach. His eyebrows were slightly frowning, and his eyes flashed away. Then his eyes fell on my face, and he said, "are you pregnant again?"

He asked me an understatement. It seems that he only asked me an ordinary question.

But my cheek is still red, like a slap in my face, hot pain, whether in name or in law, Yinjing genius is my husband.

I stiff neck nodded, in the heart of some unspeakable five flavors mixed Chen.

Yin Jingtian took a look at me, frowned and put out the cigarette. "Pregnant women can't smell the smoke," he said

I stare at his action, the mood is more and more complex.

"You are not in good health. You should not have other children after you have an an. Why are you so willful?" Yin Jingtian looked up at me, with concern between his eyebrows and complaints in his words.

In my impression, Indian Sedum is always concerned about me like this, which is different from other people's concerns. His concern always makes me feel warm. It's like the first ray of sunshine in the cold winter, shining straight on my body, all the way warm to my heart.

"How is Ann?" I didn't speak for a long time, and Yin Jingtian asked abruptly.

Thinking of An'an, I felt pain in my chest for no reason. I cleared my throat and said, "An'an is OK, but when you just left, she couldn't adapt. She cried and called to see you every day, but now she has adapted to the life when you are not here."

I have no resentment towards Yin Jingtian's leaving, but when he asked me this, I felt unhappy. Even at that quarter of an hour, I wanted to reveal all the grievances and uneasiness in my heart. It seems that only in this way can my heart be more comfortable.

Yin Jingtian pulled his lips. There was no change of expression on his face, but his eyes looked at me with an indescribable complexity.

Silent for a long time, he finally entered the main topic: "really, Linlin is sick, very serious illness."

I suddenly felt a breath, licked the dry corners of my lips, and asked in a low voice, "what do you need me to do?"

"Bone marrow transplantation." Yin Jingtian looked me in the eye and said directly.

I suddenly feel a black eyes, a blank brain, the whole person is dizzy, want to say something, but the words to the mouth and swallow back.

"Really, only you can help me." Yin Jingtian slowly stood up from the steps, his hot eyes staring at me, hoarse voice: "you said you would help me."

His pale hand holding my hand, his hand is particularly cold, let me feel the bone cold. Cold teeth are trembling, even fingertips are slightly trembling.

Yin Jingtian looked at me deeply. He grasped me as if he had grasped the last straw.

"What if it doesn't fit?" I took a deep breath and asked him.

"No way." Yinjingtian's answer is simple and firm.

I broke away from his arm, holding his stomach in my hand, choked and asked: "but I'm pregnant!"

"Really, I've helped you so much. I've never asked for anything from you. This time, I beg you." Yinjingtian grabs my hand again, almost begging.

He held my hand especially tight, so tight that I couldn't break free, I suddenly red eyes, tears in the eyes.

If I haven't been born for seven years, I won't be willing to leave this world.

Think of here, I can no longer help, big big big tears from the eyes down, hit on the back of yinjingtian's hand.Yin Jingtian looked at me deeply, his voice was more and more low: "really, do you want me to kneel down and beg?"

I trembled and suddenly thought of the night seven years ago when I knelt down in front of Yin Jingtian and begged him to marry me.

Only if Yin Jingtian is willing to marry me, can my child have fame. Only if he is willing to marry me, I don't have to continue to live a vagrant life.

Fortunately, Yin Jingtian didn't embarrass me. He also gave me a second chance of rebirth.

In the past seven years, Yin Jingtian has been a husband and a father to me. He never owes me. I owe him. In the face of Yin Jingtian's request, I was a little at a loss and didn't know how to respond.

Intellectually, I shouldn't refuse, but the thought of the baby in my stomach makes me a little irrational.

"Jingtian, can you give me time to think about it?" I wiped the tears from my face and whispered.

"It's only three days, really." Yin Jingtian took my hand and slowly released it. His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he had no strength in a moment.

I took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "OK, as long as the matching is right, I'd like a bone marrow transplant."

The flash of light in Yinjing Tianmu light finally made his face smile.

I looked at the smile on his face, the heart can not speak out of the complex, biting the lip did not speak.

Back home from the hospital, it was almost early in the morning. I thought Zhao Tianyi had gone to bed. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Zhao Tianyi sitting on the sofa.

He slowly raised his head, voice dumb: "I and Ann arranged for you in the afternoon, and it will be daybreak soon, I wish you a happy birthday!"