Chapter 954: The male educated youth in chronology (2)

Feng Qiaolan didn't move when Ji Huai went to bed, her eyes closed, she didn't

know if she was asleep. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.mtlnovel.com

He paused, lay down slowly, looked at the wooden beams above the house, and

glanced sideways at her. He stretched out his hand to pull the thin quilt

toward her, and gently covered her.

Feng Qiaolan still didn't respond. Ji Huai thought she was asleep. Her red

lips were slightly opened, and her low voice sounded in the quiet room, "Do

you still want to go to college now?"

Before, it was hysterical yelling and tearful questioning. This time I asked

calmly, as calm as I was discussing with her about the weather today.

Ji Huai's thin lips were tight, and he pondered for a moment, but he didn't

say anything.

Feng Qiaolan said again, "I just want to know what you think in your heart,

the truest thought."

She cried so much, and made trouble, he didn't regress in the slightest, and

she was tired.

Ji Huai’s voice was low and he was entangled in what he said, “We can’t stay

in this place all the time. Even if the child is born, it’s a hard life. Only

when we go out can we have hope. Going to university will not endure hardship.

I also do it for our home.”

Feng Qiaolan didn't reply, she clenched her fists, tears slid down the corners

of her eyes, and wet the pillow.

Every time it was these high-sounding words, she knew that his heart was no

longer in this home, not in her and her child, but she didn't want to believe

it again and again, and wanted to give herself a glimmer of hope.

He doesn't want her and the child now, where will he be in the future? What's

next? Think she is a burden.

"I thought about it"

"Let's go." Feng Qiaolan burst into tears from the corner of her eyes, and

said again with a wry smile, "I won't stop you, let's go, and go to the

university you want to go to."

She couldn't keep the person who was going to leave because she didn't know

people clearly and had a bad life.

Ji Huai couldn't be more familiar with this scene. In his previous life, he

breathed a sigh of relief and told her that he would definitely come back to

pick her up with her and the children so that they could lead a good life. She

didn't reply, in fact, she was dead, and she knew that his chances of coming

back were slim. She was only a dead husband, but because of this period of

time, she was in a trance and hurt her body. After half a month, she fell and

caused a tragedy.

"You can't stop me." Ji Huai told her straightforwardly, "I have been together

for so long, and you also know my temper. I have never been reconciled to live

here. As long as I have a chance, I will definitely go."

Feng Qiaolan took a breath and said in a sad tone, "Yes, I can't stop you, I

know."

She knows it all.

"Did you cry again?" Ji Huai sat up and looked at her who was asleep.

Feng Qiaolan never opened her eyes: "No, I'm sleepy."

Now he is tired of seeing her crying, and he is becoming more impatient, so

why should she bother?

Ji Huai frowned: "I won't leave you and the child behind. If it doesn't work,

you will go with me."

The words he said made her open her eyes, her red eyes looked at him, and then

the light in her eyes dimmed again, her tone was slightly mocking, "Where are

you going? I'm going to have a baby soon, and you're going to college." , And

don’t make any money, where should I go with you? It’s better to stay at home

and have my parents take care of me."

Unfortunately, she thought he left a trace of friendship with her. Is this

forcing her to give up?

If someone asked, he could say that he never wanted to abandon her, because

she herself didn't want to follow and wanted to stay at home.

Ji Huai raised his hand and scratched his head, his expression irritable.

Neither of them spoke, and the room fell into silence again. Feng Qiaolan

continued to close her eyes. The child in her belly kicked hard. She put her

hand on her belly and continued to comfort her.

The more comforted, the more vigorous the child in her arms kicked. She hadn't

slept well these days, her mental state was poor, her head was tingling, and

her temples ached.

Feng Qiaolan was sweating constantly, her breathing began to be rapid, her

chest tightness, and shortness of breath.

Ji Huai found that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly stepped forward

and asked anxiously, "What's the matter with you?"

"Me" Feng Qiaolan was forced to open her eyes, but her headache was so severe

that her mind was twisted into a ball, like countless flying shadows rushing

around, and her heart jumped so fast, as if she was about to rush out of her

chest.

The strength of her body was exhausted at once, and a fear of dying struck.

She stubbornly grabbed Ji Huai's hand, but her strength became weaker and

weaker.

"Lanlan?" Ji Huai called her twice, and hurriedly got up to call Father Feng

and Mother Feng.

"Don't" Feng Qiaolan squeezed out a word, grabbed him again hard, not letting

him go, and shook her head desperately.

She doesn't have a stomachache, and doesn't want to trouble her parents and

make them worry.

Ji Huai was held by her and couldn't walk away. She felt sweaty palms on her

palms, twisted her sword brows, and kept asking, "What's the matter with you?

Where does it hurt?"

Feng Qiaolan only shook her head, breathed continuously, holding his hand and

slowly gaining strength.

He also noticed that the child was kicking in her belly, her belly was

bulging, and she bit her lower lip, still groaning. He stretched out his hand

and touched it slowly, lowering his head to coax, "Hey, don't kick mother, go

to bed."

The little baby in his belly kicked his palm twice, but the movement was much

smaller.

After a while, Feng Qiaolan's fast beating heart also began to calm down, and

her mind gradually cleared. She exhaled heavily, raised her hand in the void,

and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"What's the matter with you?" Ji Huai saw her come back, the weight on his

face didn't disappear.

"Headache." Feng Qiaolan only said this, her head was still aching, and again

and again, it hurt like a peck.

She followed Feng's mother, and her health was not much better. In the past,

she was prone to be boring and malnourished. She was prone to dizziness, chest

tightness, and shortness of breath.

I was pregnant with a child, and I couldn’t keep up with my nutrition. In

addition, I was in a bad mood some time ago, and I didn’t sleep well all

night. I was afraid that my heart might go wrong.

"Why does my head hurt? Does it hurt?" Ji Huai asked.

"It's fine." She lied.

"Where does it hurt?" Ji Huai moved to her, pressed her forehead with her

slender finger pads, and moved her fingers to her temples again, "Does it

hurt?"

Feng Qiaolan was already in pain. When he pressed it like this, another tear

came out of his wet eye sockets. He wanted to pull his hand away, but Ji Huai

slowed down again. He gently rubbed her with his middle finger, and said,

"Mom. Didn’t you bring a bottle of Fengyou last time? I don’t know if you can

use it. Forget it, I won’t wipe it for you. I’ll ask tomorrow.”

Being rubbed by him really relieved the pain, Feng Qiaolan didn't stop it.

Ji Huai was kneading in no hurry, and after rubbing for a while, Feng Qiaolan

had just cried again, she was exhausted, she fell asleep when she relaxed, her

eyelids became heavier, and she went into light sleep.

"It's too hard to press this way, move a little here and sleep on my lap." Ji

Huai retracted his hand, reached out to support her head, and moved to his

leg.

In that position just now, he had to bend his hands and lean on his side. When

sleeping on his lap, he lowered his head and his hands were very natural.

Feng Qiaolan was about to fall asleep, so she turned around after him in a

daze, and put a pillow on his lap.

As soon as his hand left, she felt pain. When his hand was over, as if it had

a psychological effect, the pain was relieved immediately, and he was

relieved.

After a while, she fell asleep again, and his low voice came from her ears,

"How can I feel relieved when you are like this?"

I don't know if it was her delusion or dreaming, and she fell asleep, feeling

that he kissed her and slept with her in his arms.

In the dream, she cried again.

Ji Huai watched her sleeping in tears, raised his hand to wipe her tears, then

hugged her in his arms, lowered his head to comfort, "Don't be afraid, I won't

go, I will be with you this time."

Feng Qiaolan's clenched brows slowly stretched out, and she fell asleep.

The next day.

When Feng Qiaolan woke up, there was no one beside her. She fell asleep and

thought about it for a long time. It seemed that she had a dream last night.

It was a beautiful dream, but she couldn't remember it. After thinking about

it for a long time, she didn't think of it. Clumsy body, get out of bed and

put on shoes.

Feng Dafeng and Feng Mother went to work early, and now she can't go to work,

Ji Huai is looking for leisure work, so Feng Dafeng can only do more.

Whenever she thinks of it, she feels unspeakable in her heart.

Mother Feng cooked breakfast. During this time, she had to eat a brown sugar

egg every day, and the eggs at home were also kept for her to eat.

Feng Qiaolan was eating, tears streaming down her cheeks, and then wiping them

away fiercely.

The goodness of the past seems to be over at this time. She must be strong,

how to live with this child, and not to affect the rest of the people, this is

what she has to do.

" Squeak." There was a sound from the doorway.

Ji Huai walked in with him, with a straw hat on his head, took a drink from

the iron cup on the side, and asked her, "Are you awake? How are you today?"

Feng Qiaolan: "Fortunately, why are you back?"

He drank another two sips of water, "I just went up the mountain to collect

firewood and came back, passing by the door of the house, coming back to see

you, isn't this worrying?"

"I'm fine." She was not moved either, thinking that he should be back to drink

water, and take a look at her by the way.

"Get a good rest, be careful alone at home." He couldn't help but exhorted

again.

She was born prematurely because of a fall, and he was afraid that this would

happen again, and he couldn't prevent it. After all, she was the only one at

home.

"Yeah." Feng Qiaolan replied casually, got up with the bowl, and wanted to go

outside to wash. Just stepping out of the threshold, it was suddenly dark in

front of her, and she shook her body quickly, grabbing the door frame, and

couldn't stop leaning back. .

Ji Huai's pupils shrank, dropped the water glass, and rushed to support her.

Before he came, Feng Qiaolan desperately held back her body and slid down

against the door frame. When he came, she held her body, her spirit was still

tense, her face pale in fright.

"What's wrong?" Ji Huai half embraced her and walked to the side of the chair,

helping her sit on the chair with a worried expression on his face.

"Dizziness, soft feet." Feng Qiaolan said weakly, also extremely afraid.

This symptom is becoming more and more obvious, and the child is also

irritable, uncomfortable all over, and still has a retching reaction.

Ji Huai sighed and waited for her to come over, suddenly leaned over and

hugged her to get up, walked into the house, "Go to the bed and lie down."

Feng Qiaolan didn't struggle either.

He covered her with a quilt, then gave her water, "Drink some."

She held the water glass and sipped it, still not regaining her senses.

"You are too thin, and I haven't slept well these days. The child needs more

and more nutrition, and you can't take it anymore." Ji Huai sat on the

bedside, his face becoming more solemn.

Feng Qiaolan didn't refute him, she felt it too.

"You are at home alone, and no one knows what happened. If I leave, you will

have to take care of the children yourself, and your parents will have to go

to work. I don't know if you are too busy or not." He tightened his lips,

groaning indecisively, "One after another. I can’t rest assured if something

like this happens. If something happens to you or your child, I don’t know

what to do."

Hearing that, she stopped drinking water, and then took the conversation,

"What should I do? There is no way. Ji Qiang's wife is so in good health, it

is fatal to give birth or die in childbirth."

What's the use of saying this?

She was scared at first, and she always had to walk around the ghost gate to

give birth.

Ji Huai bowed his body, lowered his head, stretched out his hand to cover his

face, struggling again and again, and said for a while, "Forget it, I won't

go."

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