She started to have early pregnancy symptoms in the past few days. She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was constantly retching and nauseous. She lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Her face, which was already the size of a palm, has now become a prick-shaped face. .
Wen Zhan looked at her like this and felt somewhat touched in his heart.
But it was not his turn to say those words of concern and pity.
"Kejun, it was my fault in the past. We should keep our distance after we got married. It was my inability to control myself that caused so many misunderstandings, which implicated and hurt the people around us." Wen Zhan decided to arrest him. Take this opportunity to speak clearly to her.
From now on, we can just be ordinary friends.
At most, she can be regarded as a god-sister.
Lu Kejun raised his eyelashes, feeling even more hurt: "What do you mean? Do you really want to draw a clear line with me?"
"That's right. This is good for you, me and Xinchen."
"Gu Xinchen..." Lu Kejun murmured her husband's name, and her swaying tears instantly fell sadly, "Don't mention him to me, I have decided to divorce him."
Wen Zhan was startled and his face tightened: "Are you serious? You are pregnant and now you are divorced?"
"Then what should I do? I originally thought that having a child would stabilize our little family, but unexpectedly, I finally got pregnant, but our relationship fell apart faster."
She wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and said cruelly: "In this case, let's divorce, but I still have to give birth to the child, and I want him to never think of completely breaking off the relationship with me in this life. "
Wen Zhan understood and said disapprovingly: "If you want to take revenge on him, you can't use the child as a bargaining chip. The child is innocent."
"..." Lu Kejun said nothing, only weeping.
Wen Zhan is now a mud bodhisattva who cannot save himself from crossing the river, and he can't give any good advice to the marriage of these two people.
The two were silent for a moment. Lu Kejun cheered up again and turned around to get the thermos bucket: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I asked my family to stew stomach-nourishing porridge and bring it. You can drink some while it's hot."
Wen Zhan also had white porridge for breakfast, which was clear and watery. He had been hungry for a long time and was waiting for Mu Wanqing to bring him food.
Unexpectedly, it took a long time to wait, but Lu Kejun came.
This comparison clearly shows the superiority and inferiority.
Lu Kejun poured out half a bowl of porridge and stirred it gently with a spoon. Seeing that the man was indifferent, she gently persuaded: "Third brother, I brought them all, you'd better drink some."
"No, I'm not hungry."
"How could you not be hungry? It's already past ten o'clock, and Mu Wanqing didn't come to take care of you. You must not have eaten much in the morning, so you must be hungry."
Lu Kejun had always known that Wen Zhan had a bad stomach, and also knew how to take care of him when he had a stomach attack.
"This is red rice and yam porridge. It is the most nourishing to the stomach. You used to like to drink this when you had a stomachache." Knowing that he refused to accept his kindness to avoid suspicion, Lu Kejun was not angry and coaxed him patiently.
Before, she would just sit by the hospital bed and feed him, but now that so many things had happened, she didn't dare to be so casual anymore, so she could only keep holding the bowl and waiting for him to reach out to take it.
"Third brother..."
"Kejun, I made it very clear just now. Thank you for your kindness, but it's really not needed." Wen Zhan suppressed his temper and reiterated again.
Being rejected by the other party like this, Lu Kejun couldn't hold on to her eldest daughter's dignity, and compromised with red eyes: "I understand. Don't worry, if you don't want to see me in the future, I won't come to you..."
Wen Zhan looked at her with an extremely complicated expression.
"Ever since we were little, you and Xinchen have protected me. If I had a biological brother, I probably wouldn't be able to do what you do. I thought the three of us could live like this for the rest of our lives, but I didn't expect..."
She sniffed and forced a smile with tears in her eyes, "I didn't expect that we would become strangers in the end..."
Wen Zhan softened.
After all, he was the girl he had loved throughout his youth. Even if he no longer loved her, her tears would still burn hotly through his heart, leaving clear burn marks.
"Kejun, I'm sorry."
"No...you don't need to say sorry. It's my fault. It must be my fault that makes you and Xinchen alienate me and hate me at the same time..." Lu Kejun began to belittle himself and say some strange things.
Wen Zhan couldn't hear this, but he didn't know how to comfort her, so he had to sit up a little and took the porridge in her hand, "Stop crying. You are pregnant. Emotional fluctuations are not good for the fetus."
Seeing him taking the porridge, Lu Keyun looked a little relieved: "Third brother, you have to take care of yourself in the future. After a while, I will leave Chongcheng after I have settled the matter with Xinchen."
Hearing this, the man quickly swallowed a mouthful of porridge, looked at her and asked, "What do you mean?"
Lu Kejun smiled sadly, "In this place, there used to be the person who loved me the most, and the person I loved the most - but now... everything has changed. What this place has brought me is nothing but sadness and disappointment. I I want to leave temporarily and come back after my wounds heal.”
"But you are pregnant..."
"Yes, so I have to wait until the first three months have passed and the situation has stabilized before leaving. By then, the divorce procedures for Gu Xinchen and I will definitely be completed."
Wen Zhan couldn't express his emotions, so he asked again: "Have you thought about it, do you really want a divorce?"
Lu Kejun lowered her head and said nothing. For a while, a tear fell and hit the back of her hand. Then she choked and said, "I've decided, leave."
Wen Zhan forcibly hardened his heart for a long time and completely broke his guard.
Putting the porridge bowl aside, he stood up, pulled out the tissue and handed it to the woman.
Lu Kejun took the tissue, wiped his tears and suddenly broke down. He threw himself into the man's arms and cried sadly: "How can he be so cruel... so unfeeling... He hasn't come to comfort me for so many days? Refusing to bow his head...I am still pregnant with his child, wuwuwu...Third brother, why did he treat me like this, why...I love him so much, and have loved him for so many years-"
Wen Zhan sat there, neither pushing her away nor hugging her, with mixed feelings in his heart.
After a long time, he couldn't bear it, raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently, comforting: "If leaving makes you happier, then leave."
Outside the ward, Mu Wanqing rushed to the hospital after answering the phone call. Looking at the scene inside, her heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and the chill rose from the soles of her feet and spread to her limbs.
Who could have made the mistake? He said that this bastard was hungry in the hospital and was waiting for her to bring food. He also said that the doctors and nurses could not do anything to him...
Where is he short of food? Not only was there no shortage of food and drink, there was also no shortage of women to serve him.
Seeing the two people hugging each other intimately inside, like a beloved couple finally reunited after many years of separation, Mu Wanqing once again felt redundant.
The arm holding the thermos bucket hung down feebly. She didn't have the courage to push the door open and go in. Like a zombie, she turned around and raised her heavy steps.
Unexpectedly, just two steps away, Gu Xinchen hurriedly walked towards him.
When their eyes met, they were both shocked, but Gu Xinchen quickly noticed something strange about her and asked politely and concernedly: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you go in when you're here?"
Mu Wanqing took a deep breath to calm down the emotion on her face, and then said politely: "Mr. Gu, it's best not to go in."
