After the movie, she turned wild after marriage

Chapter 116
How could you not be worried.

She hasn't seen him for many, many days.

The matter of pregnancy didn't have a great impact on her, it wasn't that the child was meaningless, it was just that she hadn't conceived yet, and Yue Mo was gone, so she didn't have much energy to focus on this matter.

What's more, with so many people taking care of her, she doesn't worry about the little guy in her stomach.

But day by day, there was still no news of Yuemo, not even a letter. Duqian was a little suspicious, but he was not taken seriously.

Today is the day Du Qian was discharged from the hospital.

This is already the third month of her pregnancy. She was already thin, but now her stomach is already visible.

Du Qian stepped on the snow in a daze, a little dazed, the footsteps of spring are approaching, but people can't feel the slightest warmth, the melting snow under the feet is threatening.

"Brother." Du Qian said softly, looking at the man beside him, "When will Yuemo come back?"

Du Sheng was silent for a few seconds, then smiled: "Who knows, I guess it will have to wait until you give birth."

Du Qian turned her head, looked at the dazzling snow outside the window and said nothing.

Passing by the square, Du Qian stared at it raptly. Half a month had passed for the Spring Festival, but the square was still full of New Year's atmosphere. After all, the first month was not out, and in the eyes of Chinese people, the New Year was not over yet.

In the distance is a poster she took a few months ago. At that time, what did she have and what did she lose?
Time is an inexplicable thing that always makes your memory erode your reason like a tide, and then feel lost.

She stared at it for a while, looked away, and smiled: "Brother, when you go upstairs later, make me a little snowman and put it in the refrigerator."

Du Sheng glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and said impatiently: "It's really troublesome, I don't know how Yue Mo can stand you."

Although he said so, after parking the car, he slowly built a snowman, blew it in satisfaction, pawed in the snow twice, found two stones as eyes, and was even more satisfied. Zhuo Qian winked.

Du Qian stuck out her tongue, but said nothing.

Du Sheng moved it upstairs and put it in the freezer where no one cared about the weather.

Du Qian squatted outside the refrigerator to take a photo and posted the first Weibo of the new year.

"Happy New Year, little snowman. (picture)"

The fans immediately replied below, Duqian was not in the mood to watch it for the first time.

Snow began to fall outside the window again, ordinary and beautiful, just like life day after day.

Du Qian returned to the room.

Du Sheng took out his phone and called Shen Jinshu.

Shen Jinshu's call was quickly connected, but there was a woman's voice on the other end.

"Hello~"

Du Sheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Where is Shen Jinshu? What is he doing? This is how he serves the people?"

The voice on the other end of the phone changed back to a man.

"Don't scare my wife, she is timid." Shen Jinshu's tone was obviously displeased.

Du Sheng sneered and said, "Your wife? Timid?"

"Okay, the case is important." Shen Jinshu didn't have time to deal with his mental illness, and said seriously: "We have already carried out a careful salvage and investigation of the sea area——"

Du Sheng interrupted him suddenly: "Don't use the word salvage, please? It's weird."

Shen Jinshu was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "Du Sheng, I hope you and your sister will be mentally prepared."

The air suddenly became silent, and after a long time, Du Sheng broke out into a smile: "Fuck you, do you know how much life that kid Yue Mo has? Even an explosion in the laboratory can't kill him."

Shen Jinshu didn't speak.

After a long time, Du Sheng's voice came.

——"If there is really something, don't tell Du Qian first, is that okay?"

Shen Jinshu: "Okay, I understand."

Du Qian probably didn't think about it, probably didn't want to think about it.

After four years, everyone is trying their best to weave a dream, a dream that belongs only to her.

But no one thought that dreams would wake up.

Do dreamers really not know that they are dreaming?

Du Qian was sitting on the bay window, and Zhai Fei had basically turned off her work. Taking advantage of the day when she just came back from her mother's house in the first lunar month, she came to Du Sheng's house immediately.

Du Qian lost a lot of weight, her face was haggard, Zhai Fei sighed, said a few words to her, and let her go to rest.

"How is she recently?" Zhai Fei couldn't help asking Du Sheng.

Du Sheng shook his head, "Eat every meal, throw up every meal, keep eating after vomiting, for fear that something will happen to my child."

Zhai Fei looked worried, and sighed: "She is like this, but accidents are more likely to happen."

"But this is the best state at the moment. I'm afraid that she won't eat or drink, and has no yearning for life." Du Sheng frowned, glanced at Du Qian's room, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Zhai Fei also left Du Sheng's house.

In Duqian's room.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the snow-covered city A is full of snowflakes. It is a love letter to all cities in the cold winter, romantic and warm.

But not everyone thinks it's warm.

Du Qian sat on the bay window and stared out of the window. When she regained her senses, the snow had stopped at some point.

She breathed lightly on the window, and the mist pressed against the cold window, blurring the world.

She raised her hand and wrote the word "moon" on the mist, she was startled, then raised her hand to wipe it off.

In the cold and lonely room, the phone rang suddenly.

Duqian's pupils shrank slightly, and he picked it up.

"Hello." She was dumb.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very respectful: "Boss, we have found out some clues."

"Say it," she said.

"Everyone was arrested this time except Hans, and Hans has not been arrested yet."

"Where's Yuemo?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Duqian's heart also sank.

"Boss, we haven't found out about Mr. Yue's situation—"

"Say!"

The man was interrupted, and he was shocked when he heard the words, and then he said truthfully: "Mr. Yue fell into the sea, and at present... his life and death are unknown."

Duqian's tone was still calm, terrifyingly calm.

"It's New Year's Eve, thank you for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, Du Qian put the phone aside and turned to look out the window.

Snow, I don't know when it will start to fall again.

The door was knocked.

"May I come inside?"

"can."

Du Sheng pushed the door open and walked in, looked at Du Qian and smiled.

"I cooked you some dumplings sent by my mother, as well as coriander soup, mixed with ginger, sour, and appetizing." Du Sheng put the food on the table in front of her, picked up a thick blanket and draped it over her. On the body, he said reproachfully, "Why don't you turn on the air conditioner when you're dressed so lightly?"

"Bored." Du Qian picked up the spoon and smiled sweetly at Du Sheng: "Brother, when will Yue Mo come back?"

Du Sheng didn't change his face, and cut her long hair behind her shoulders, "You will come back when you give birth to the baby, don't worry."

　Concubines, here I come!I'm coming too!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)