Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

She also took time to go to the hospital for an examination. I don't know what's going on. Since she came back, her body has been getting better and better under the care of Fu Beichen. She's not so tired as when she was in Erhai, but much better.

Fu Beichen panicked when she cried.

He let go of her a little and wiped the tears on her cheeks, "Yan Yan, what's the matter? Why are you crying again?"

Zhan Yan tightly pursed his thin lips, shook his head blankly, and replied in a hoarse voice, "have a nightmare."

"Silly girl, nightmares are always dreams, not real. Well, I'm here, don't cry!" Fu Beichen kissed her forehead.

Zhan Yan's consciousness was still vague, and he didn't dodge. He let him kiss her forehead.

Zhan Yanwei raised his bright eyes. There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes, and his voice was faint, but it sounded very distressing. "Fu Beichen, our child will be born safely. You will take good care of him and hold her in the palm of your hand, right?"

"That's necessary. Don't think about it. Yan Yan, our child will be born safely!" Fu Beichen Wen smiled and rubbed her head.

Zhan Yan sat on the bed, his heart still beating fast.

Is she too sensitive?

I don't know why, she always feels uneasy, as if something bad will happen.

After a half silence, Zhan Yan opened the quilt, got out of bed and stood in front of the French window.

At this moment, the outside world has been covered with darkness.

The night was dark and only a few stars hung in the sky.

Zhan Yan stood there alone, motionless, his eyes were particularly lax, and even Fu Beichen couldn't guess what she was thinking. This kind of appearance is lonely and cold. She seems to lock herself in a closed world and doesn't allow anyone to approach.

Fu Beichen quietly looked at her indifferent back and felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. He got up and walked over, stretched out his arms, hugged her from behind, and the delicate body in his arms was slightly cold. Fu Beichen couldn't help feeling another burst of heartache.

"What is Yan thinking? So serious!"

"Nothing." Zhan Yan's voice was colder than her body.

She slightly raised her chin and looked at each other. Fu Beichen saw a clear and cold in her eyes.

She broke away from him, and her consciousness was fully awake, and she recovered her usual indifference of refusing people thousands of miles away.

Fu Beichen sighed helplessly. The radian of the corner of his lips was a little bitter. "It's getting late. You have a rest. I'll go back to my room."

When he turned around and was about to leave, Zhan Yan suddenly grabbed his hand, "Fu Beichen, don't go!"

Fu Beichen subconsciously stopped and looked at her, and then his eyes fell on each other's overlapping hands.

Zhan Yan somewhat embarrassed released his hand, didn't open his cheek, hesitated and said, "can you stay tonight?"

Although zhanyan's consciousness is sober, she is still afraid of that nightmare. At least tonight, she doesn't want to be alone.

She was afraid of falling into that nightmare again.

Fu Beichen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at her faintly. The dimple spread a little at the corner of his lips. "Since Yan Yan can't bear me to go, of course I'm willing to stay with you!"

With that, he opened the quilt and planned to go to bed, but he was pushed away by zhanyan again.