An Jingchen looked at them and felt like an outsider. He refused An Jinran's invitation and left first on the pretext that he had something to do.
Sitting in the car, Yan Yu handed a bottle of water and the medicine prescribed by the doctor into An Jinran's hands. An Jinran was about to take it when she unexpectedly saw a young couple holding a child and laughing outside the car window.
After passing a scene, the expression on his face couldn't help but stiffen, and the movement of collecting water stopped.
"What's wrong?" Yan Yu noticed the change in her mood, followed her gaze, frowned slightly, and a touch of complexity passed over his face, slowly raised the window and said: "Don't be sad, we will meet again in the future.
Those who have children, do you think it would be better for us to have a boy or a girl? Or should we both have girls?"
An Jinran lowered her head, touched her belly, and whispered as if talking to herself: "I want to have a boy."
Yan Yu twitched the corners of his lips, and his voice was clear but gentle: "But I like my daughter. They say that my daughter is my father's caring little cotton-padded jacket."
The original intention was to comfort the other party, but the hesitation in An Jinran's eyes was even worse than before, and the hand pressing on her abdomen used a little more force: "Can...can you let me think about it again?"
Yan Yu didn't say anything, he just rubbed her head and started the car.
The two went to An Jinran's favorite porridge restaurant. Since it was afternoon, the porridge restaurant was relatively deserted. Yan Yu ordered a pot of porridge and a few relatively light side dishes. However, An Jinran had no appetite.
Her stomach still hurt, but she endured it without taking any medicine. After a few mouthfuls of porridge, she could no longer eat anything.
Coming out of the porridge shop, An Jinran suddenly heard a small, sweet and waxy voice calling: "Mom, Mom!"
Subconsciously, he turned around and saw a cute figure about two years old running towards him. He might have just learned to walk, and the little guy's steps were not very steady, but he had a very cute look on his face.
A human smile. Looking at his swaying figure, An Jinran's heart couldn't help but lift up.
It wasn't until I saw the other person throwing herself into the arms of her parents and the sweet smiles of the family that my heart calmed down and I breathed a sigh of relief silently.
Then he turned around and said firmly to Yan Yu: "I want to give birth to him. Didn't the doctor also say that it might have an impact? That means there is still a half chance that he will be fine at all. I can do it every time
I will go for a prenatal check-up on time every month. If it is determined that the child is not healthy, then we can make other plans, okay?"
"I'm afraid you will be even more reluctant to let go." Yan Yu sighed, looking at her with eyes full of warmth and care. At the same time, a complicated expression flashed through him: "Besides, what's wrong with your stomach?"
What to do?" Although he said this, he actually knew in his heart that once this girl made a decision, I'm afraid it would be useless to say more.
"Didn't the doctor also say that as long as you pay attention to your diet and rest, there won't usually be any big problems. And I can bear this little pain." For the sake of the child in her belly, she can do it even if it hurts three or four times more than this.
Bear.
Perhaps, this is the nature of being a mother.
"But I can't let you risk your own body." In the end, Yan Yu rejected her decision with one sentence.