That night, Xu Nianhua tossed and turned, and it wasn't until the latter half of the night that she finally drifted off to sleep.
Dawn arrived.
"Xiaohe, today, just stay home. The wind's strong outside, don't go out." Before heading out, Xu Nianji hugged Zhou He and kissed her, then looked at her pregnant belly. Thinking that in just over two months he'd be a father again, his heart brimmed with happiness.
"Nianji, what's got into you today? You kept reminding me not to go out even last night—is something going to happen that I don't know about?"
It wasn't that Zhou He was overthinking it—before bed last night, Xu Nianji had already told her not to leave the house today, and now, as he was about to head out, he'd made a point to remind her again.
"It's nothing." Xu Nianji didn't want her to worry.
Zhou He pressed her lips together, staring at him without blinking, clutching his hand, clearly determined to get an answer.
