The Reluctant Bride

Gu Xuewu has never been so angry. Tang Yanan, your woman is still suffering, what are you doing? how could you do this?

Thinking of the child's blue face just now, he couldn't forgive Tang Yanan. Even if he lost his memory and didn't want to recognize himself, the child belongs to him, right?

Furious, he picked up the phone and pressed a few numbers: "I don't care what method you use, you bring Tang Yanan to the hospital. Use the fastest speed, have you heard?"

After receiving a response from the person on the phone, Gu Xuewu sat down in front of the hospital bed. Looking at Zheng Qimei.

She was still asleep, and the doctor said that the childbirth just consumed her too much energy. Gu Xuewu is no stranger to this situation. It took five hours to give birth to the baby.

How much courage and perseverance is needed for a woman? Thinking of Qiao Xinwan's persistence at the time, he suddenly couldn't understand.

Stomach discomfort came from this time. I got up early in the morning and went to fly without breakfast. I rushed to find Tang Yanan and met Zheng Qimei again. He has not eaten yet.

He could hardly bear the cramps after another. Standing up, he decided to go to the drugstore downstairs to get some medicine. After taking the appetite, I ate something casually in the small restaurant next to the hospital.

When she went upstairs again, Zheng Qimei was still not awake. I went to the incubator and looked at the child, his face has improved a lot. He was relieved, even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could know how nervous and value Zheng Qimei was for this child.

Back in the ward, Zheng Qimei just woke up at this time. He strode twice to the hospital bed. Sure enough, Zheng Qimei woke up and searched the ward again: "Where is the child? Where is my child?"

"The child is okay. It's fine. It's in the nursery next door." Gu Xuewu said: "It's a boy, weighing eight catties. Very healthy."

"Really?" Zheng Qimei breathed a sigh of relief, glanced behind Gu Xuewu, and then at her mobile phone beside the bed. The ease that flashed just now turned into bitterness.

"He didn't come, did he?"

"..." In silence, Gu Xuewu began to gritted his teeth, and he blamed him for why the people who hadn't brought Tang Yanan. I want to make a call, but I don't think it is appropriate.

Had to change the subject: "Are you tired? Are you hungry? Would you like to eat something?"

"No." If you are too tired, you won't be hungry. Zheng Qimei shook her head. At this time, there is no strength to eat. She glanced at Gu Xuewu and smiled embarrassedly: "Can you pour me a glass of water?"

"Okay." Gu Xuewu quickly poured her a glass of warm water. She sat up halfway and finished drinking with his hand, unconsciously glanced at the door.

Not seeing Tang Yanan's figure, I felt a little uncomfortable, but when I looked at Gu Xuewu's worried eyes, he just smiled and drank the water. Watching him put the cup down.

The scene when I first saw him with Qiao Xinwan flashed in my mind. I was a little puzzled, such a man should be a good husband. How could you make the relationship with your wife so stiff?

"That." Gu Xuewu put down the cup and looked at Zheng Qimei somewhat puzzled: "I heard the doctor say that you just insisted not to operate. Did you know? You are very dangerous like this."

"I know." Zheng Qimei sighed. The corner of the lips smiled, with endless bitterness, and the eye sockets were a little hot: "For a moment. I thought I would die. If I die, the baby is alone in this world. It will be very pitiful. If that is the case, I would rather follow He died together."

"..." Silence, Gu Xuewu didn't know what to say.

Zheng Qimei’s nose was sour, she sniffed, and tried to suppress the urge to cry: "When the child is born without a mother, my father will ignore him. How pitiful he will be? If this is the case, let me go with him. Now. When he gets to the sky, he will have someone with him."

"Asian, forgot you too?" Gu Xuewu knew this was a fact, but felt sad.

"Yes." Zheng Qimei's eyes were astringent, and she nodded heavily: "I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect that he was not dead. But he was not dead, but he was more sad than death..."

Feeling that she was wrong, she covered her mouth and smiled bitterly: "No, that's wrong. I would rather him live. It's better not to remember me than to die."

"Sister Zheng." A very complicated emotion was surging in Gu Xuewu's heart, and that emotion made him want to beat Tang Yanan severely.

"You actually don't need to be like this."

He didn't explain Zheng Qimei but understood what he meant: "Do you think I shouldn't give birth to this child?"

Gu Xuewu was silent, not knowing what to say at this time. In fact, it is true. How hard is it for a woman to bring a child by herself?

Zheng Qimei pursed her lips, her expression was bitter, and Tang Yanan's face flashed in her mind: "I want this child."

"At the time, I thought he was dead. Then it would be good for me to leave a drop of her bones and blood. In this way, at least for the rest of my life, this child will be my sustenance, and my dependence will be a proof when I miss him. . Prove that I once loved a man."

"Even if this man forgets you? Doesn't love you, even ignores you?"

"Yes." Zheng Qimei nodded. She has a strong personality and loves it if she loves it. Never regret: "Even if he forgets me, doesn't love me, or even ignores me. But I have his children, everything is worth it."

Gu Xuewu was speechless at this moment, looking at the determined expression on Zheng Qimei's face. Qiao Xinwan suddenly thought of it, and that question was just like that.

"You women, don't you, only have children for the man you love?"

"Yes." Zheng Qimei nodded, looked at the doubt on Gu Xuewu's face, and gave him an answer: "I don't know what other women are like, but I am. I can chat, joke, and even sleep with men I don't love. . But, I will never give birth to a man I don’t love. This is different."

When she was initially bullied by Tang Yanan, she could tell herself that this man had raped and abused herself. She didn't love him, she hated him, but she endured every touch with him. Because every time he touched him was regarded as violence and violence.

It must be patient. But the child is not. Children are her future, her hope. Her spiritual support and sustenance.

Therefore, she will keep the child, give birth to the child safely, and let him grow up healthy and happy.

Women only have children for the man they love? When Gu Xuewu received these words, his expression was not unshocked, looking at the perseverance on Zheng Qimei's face. She has a gorgeous face, which feels like a person.

That person is Qiao Xinwan. Thinking of her, Gu Xuewu couldn't help but think about the scene of her struggling to give birth to the child in the operating room.

She is desperately trying to protect this child. What gives her such a big motivation? What makes her so persistent, so sure?

Gu Xuewu somewhat understood. Qiao Xinwan, she has always said that she loves herself. But he never felt it. In his opinion, it was just a little girl who had been pestering her because she couldn't get it.

It's like a toy, a candy. If you don't get it, you will be fooled. Just use the means and work hard. In short, all methods are used.

In the end, I couldn't get it, so I had to let it go.

He missed Qiao Xinwan so much, so his attitude towards her has never been better. A spoiled child, a willful and selfish eldest lady.

What's so worthy of his attention. But at this time, he suddenly stopped thinking like that. Sitting in front of the hospital bed, he suddenly had more desires and hopes to chat.

"If. I mean if the man you love doesn't love you, what would you do?" Like now, Tang Yanan doesn't love her, and even completely forgets her.

What will she do? How to do it Gu Xuewu was curious.

"I will work hard." Zheng Qimei is actually at a loss now. She doesn't know what she is going to do: "Try to let him see my love. Let him know my heart, let him accept me."

"What if he can't accept it?" After turning around, Tang Yanan didn't remember her, what would she do?

"I don't know anymore." Zheng Qimei smiled bitterly, because Tang Yanan's response to her not being expected made her very painful and entangled. I had to change the subject and joked: "Or knock him out and let him never leave me, or. Give him a fascination, soul, and medicine. Let him be the only one in my heart." What a bitter.

Gu Xuewu was completely shocked at this time, staring blankly at the bitter smile on Zheng Qimei's face, but couldn't say what he wanted to say. Is that right?

Qiao Xinwan thought the same way? Because I can't get him, so why not get him a child?

Because of this thought, she will drug him again? She even lied to him to take medicine, just to secretly give birth to a child belonging to him?

Qiao Xinwan's face flashed in her mind, and she looked at Zheng Qimei: "You, don't you hate him?"

Tang Yanan, so cold-blooded and ruthless, he didn't answer so many calls. If you don’t even look at Qimei Zheng, wouldn’t Qimei Zheng not complain or hate it?

Resentment? Zheng Qimei twisted her eyebrows, thought of Tang Yanan's last leaving face, shook her head, her expression was not resentment, but helpless.

"He didn't mean it. He has amnesia, has he? He has forgotten me."

In fact, Tang Yanan had forgotten herself. The pain was so great that Zheng Qimei could not bear it at all. She originally thought that Tang Yanan would feel the child when she saw the child, and would believe her, but now she is not sure.

But even if she is not sure, she is sure of one thing: "I don't hate him, not at all."

I really don't hate it. Every time I think about the scene of Tang Yanan being shot four times and falling into a pool of blood, as long as he thinks about it, he has been staring at Xuanyuanzhen with worry, wanting him to give himself a calm look.

She can't hate it.

"I don't hate him, I love him."

Gu Xuewu was shocked and moved. Looking at Zheng Qimei, he suddenly understood Qiao Xinwan. From another angle, it doesn't seem to be that annoying and hateful.

Just understanding does not mean accepting. ()