Du Xiaokang and Ouyang Meng entered the box. Du Xiaoyu did not come in to disturb them, but asked the waiter in the store to serve the food.
Du Xiaoyu knew that her brother liked Ouyang Meng very much, and of course she liked him too.
Ouyang Meng put the flowers in his hand aside and said to Du Xiaokang, "When do you plan to leave?"
Du Xiaokang paused, but actually he didn't intend to leave.
Du Xiaokang said: "Whenever you want me to leave, I will leave."
Ouyang Meng just smiled slightly, with a hint of bitterness in the smile.
She lowered her eyes and said to Du Xiaokang: "Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one."
This time Du Xiaokang did not ask the front desk to bring Ouyang Meng a pack of cigarettes like he did at the dance hall.
Du Xiaokang added some tea to Ouyang Meng's cup and said, "Although you look good drinking tea and smoking, I don't think you are suitable for smoking. You look a little sad."
Du Xiaokang's words made Ouyang Meng laugh instantly. No one had ever said that she was sad in front of Ouyang Meng.
Ouyang Meng couldn't help but chuckle and said: "You are the first person to say that I am sad."
Du Xiaokang chuckled, picked up the tea and took a sip.
I thought to myself, I am the first person to sleep with you.
Of course, it is also the only one.
Du Xiaokang said: "Actually, I still have some things to deal with. I will leave after I finish it. I will treat you to a meal when I leave."
Ouyang Meng couldn't help but pout when he heard what Du Xiaokang said, knowing that Du Xiaokang had no intention of leaving.
Ouyang Meng said: "It's good not to leave. I'll trouble you next time if something happens."
Du Xiaokang always felt that Ouyang Meng had something on his mind these past two days. No matter how good she pretended to be, she was just a woman after all.
Du Xiaokang didn't ask in detail. If Ouyang Meng didn't plan to tell him, it would be useless even if he asked.
After the waiter served all the dishes, Du Xiaokang said: "Eat more."
Throughout the whole process, Du Xiaokang carefully served Ouyang Meng, and Ouyang Meng was not polite.
Perhaps it was because of the special relationship between her and Du Xiaokang that she felt very comfortable eating and doing things in front of Du Xiaokang and did not hide anything.
Du Xiaokang actually wanted to hear Ouyang Meng say something to him and let him stay, but Ouyang Meng never opened his mouth to say anything.
After the meal, Du Xiaokang sent Ouyang Meng directly to Fu Shiwen's house.
Fu Shiwen couldn't bear the vomiting these days, so she went to the hospital for a checkup today.
After coming out of the hospital, she was in a state of torture. While she was happy and excited, she was also worried and nervous.
She should have been sleepy, but she hadn't moved since she came back to this house and leaned on the bed.
When Ouyang Meng came, Fu Shiwen still maintained the same movement, leaning on the bed stupidly.
Ouyang Meng thought Fu Shiwen had a fever, so she hurried to the bedside, reached out and touched Fu Shiwen's forehead, and found that she was not burning. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Little mute, are you sick?
Are you still feeling sick to your stomach?
Why do you look so bad?"
Fu Shiwen, who was asking a series of questions, slowly turned back to look at Ouyang Meng. Her eyes were red and swollen as if she had cried, and her expression was dazed now, as if she had suffered some setback or blow.
Fu Shiwen didn't know what to say. Seeing Ouyang Meng caring about her so much, she suddenly felt aggrieved and her eyes instantly became wet.
Ouyang Meng is impatient, and she looks anxious.
Ouyang Meng made a random guess: "Tell me, has my brother been here? Has he bullied you again?"
Fu Shiwen slowly shook his head, buried his face between his legs, and sobbed.
Ouyang Meng stamped her feet anxiously and said anxiously: "You are talking, you are almost mad at me. Is there a thief in the house?"
Or did your stomach examination reveal that you are seriously ill?"
Fu Shiwen raised his head, reached for the pen and notebook on the bedside, and wrote four big characters on them.
Ouyang Meng looked at the four words on the notebook and her eyes almost fell out. She shouted in shock: "You mean you are pregnant?
Isn't it a good thing that you are really pregnant? I'm going to be an aunt.
Oh my god, I’m really going to be an aunt.”
Ouyang Meng was happy, but Fu Shiwen couldn't help but cry even harder.
She had always been looking forward to having a child, but between her and Ouyang Xia, she always took the medicine obediently afterward. She didn't know if the medicine Ouyang Xia gave her would have any impact on the child.
Her current mood was the same as Ouyang Meng's, a mixture of sadness and joy.
Ouyang Meng happily held Fu Shiwen's cheek, kissed Fu Shiwen on the cheek and said, "My brother has no vision and doesn't know how good you are.
Don't worry, little mute, between you and my brother, I'm here for you.
If you don't want my brother to know the existence of this child, even if you beat me to death, I won't tell my brother."
After listening to Ouyang Meng's words, Fu Shiwen raised her head, stared at Ouyang Meng with a worried look, and wrote in the notebook: "What if your brother finds out and she wants to take my child away?"
Ouyang Meng gritted his teeth, raised his hand that was clenched into a fist, and said: "You don't have to be afraid of this, you can just say that the child is not his.
Anyway, didn’t he give you the medicine he brought back from abroad?”
After Ouyang Meng said this, he subconsciously asked Fu Shiwen again.
"Little mute, it's not that I doubt you, because I heard from my mother before that my brother gave you medicine you shouldn't have taken.
I'm sorry to ask you now, is the child in your belly my brother's?"
Fu Shiwen nodded weakly, and Ouyang Meng almost jumped up with joy. She held Fu Shiwen's hand tightly and said.
"Little mute, listen to me, you must give birth to this child.
You are so lonely alone, this child is a gift from God to you.
I thought maybe you needed a child to get you out of your loneliness."
Fu Shiwen has been thinking about this issue all afternoon.
She is a mute, and no one knows how painful it is for a mute to live for decades without being able to speak.
In just one afternoon, she even thought about the education issues after the child was born.
She can't speak, so how can she personally teach her children?
Fu Shiwen found this problem very painful.
She knew that the child was in her belly, and even if Ouyang Xia saw it, she would not doubt it.
Because in Ouyang Xia's world, he only remembered taking medicine for himself, but did not remember the time when he was drunk and she did not take medicine.
Ouyang Meng wiped away Fu Shiwen's tears and said: "Little mute, you are the most outstanding woman I have ever seen. Don't think about it, and never worry about things that haven't happened yet.
You are a good woman, and I believe you must be a good mother.
Don't think about so many things that burden you, you should look forward.
Besides, there is me as your aunt, what are you afraid of?"