Two people, one big and one small, were lying in bed quietly without making a sound; in the tranquil atmosphere, their heartbeats were very distinct.
Gu Nanqiao lay with her eyes closed, her hand involuntarily caressing her belly.
Previously, she had not wanted children, thinking it was still too soon, preferring a gradual approach, but now she realized that fate truly waits for no one.
At first she didn't want them, now she did, but she wouldn't have them anymore.
If only they had a child between them, how wonderful it would be.
Even if it were true as they said, that he was no longer there, at the very least, she could hold onto a reminder.
...
On Monday, Gu Nanqiao got up early.
She had been sleeping very little these past few days, not because she wasn't tired, but because sometimes she just couldn't sleep even if she was.
After getting up, she took Chengcheng with her to have breakfast, and Chengcheng had a good appetite and ate quite a bit.
