I owe you a lifetime of love

Lu's mother sent An Nian to Lu's family.

She asked the driver to take her back, but An Nian declined.

She has already called Fu Qingshen, and that person will probably come to pick her up soon.

Watching Mother Lu go back, An Nian waited for Fu Qingshen at the gate of Lu's house.

It took only a moment for Fu Qingshen to arrive.

He got out of the car and opened the car door for her. There was a faint smile on the corner of Anian's mouth...

Looks like a good mood.

When she got into the car, Fu Qingshen took out a packing bag from the back seat and handed it to her.

"what?"

Fu Qingshen turned sideways to fasten her seat belt for her: "Tiramisu, don't you want to eat it?"

An Nian opened the exquisite shopping bag, and there was indeed a piece of tiramisu inside.

She was slightly surprised, and couldn't remember when she said she wanted to eat tiramisu.

"Did I tell you to eat tiramisu?"

Fu Qing smiled meaningfully, and before the car drove, he leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips.

"That night, in the car... Baby, didn't you say my lips look like tiramisu, do you want to eat it?"

His voice rang softly in her ears, and An Nian's ears felt hot. She blushed and pushed him: "It's broad daylight, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing her flushed face, he stopped teasing her, and just laughed and started the car engine.

That piece of tiramisu, An Nian, felt a faint nausea in his stomach after taking two bites...

Fu Qingshen soon realized: "Niannian, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

An Nian's complexion was very bad, and the nausea was still surging in his stomach.

But she felt sweet in her heart, she seemed to be sure...

"Fu Qingshen, can I give you a surprise?"

The man slowed down, still worried about her body.

Seeing his frown, An Nian smiled: "I'm fine, that is, let's go to the hospital."

Although he was not sure yet, An Nian had that premonition in his heart.

It's about time.

She wanted to surprise Fu Qingshen.

The girl smiled faintly, and the car stopped in front of the city hospital.

She held Fu Qingshen's arm: "Fu Qingshen, I dreamed of flowers last night. There was a big sea of ​​flowers. I stood in the middle of it. You take pictures of me with your camera..."

An Nian remembered that her mother said that she once had a daughter, but the child did not survive.

When my mother was pregnant, she would dream of some flowers, plants and animals every now and then...

Fu Qingshen didn't know the meaning of An Nian's words, he was drawn to her pale face with all his thoughts.

While observing her face, he responded absently.

Fu Qingshen went to register, and when he came over, he suddenly saw An Nian squatting in front of a little boy in the sparse crowd of people in the hospital lobby.

The little boy was wearing black and white striped overalls, short black hair, small and fair ears, and a cute, chubby face.

Fu Qingshen's footsteps stopped, he stood aside and did not approach, his heart felt sore after another, and a heart-wrenching feeling flooded his whole body...

She is longing for a child.

An Nian stared at the little boy in front of him and couldn't put it down. The little boy's mother went to the queue to register and asked him to wait here.

I happened to see An Nian, that woman is also big-hearted, please An Nian help her take a look at the child for a while...

"Auntie, do you have a baby?"

The little boy asked childishly.

An Nian paused, seeing Fu Qingshen walking towards her, she half bent over and raised her hand to gently stroke the little boy's head: "Not yet, but...will soon."

"Xiaotian..." The little boy's mother registered and waved to the child.

The little boy grinned and waved goodbye to An Nian: "Auntie, my mother is here and has to go."

An Nian nodded: "Go."

The little boy's mother said thanks and took the child away.

An Nian looked away and walked towards Fu Qingshen.

"Not yet, but soon..." These words echoed repeatedly in my ears.

The expression on Fu Qingshen's face was a little stiff: "Niannian?"

An Nian didn't notice his sudden change of expression, he grabbed his hand and put it on his lower abdomen.

"I think I have a baby..."

A thorn was suddenly pricked in Fu Qingshen's heart, his dark pupils shrank slightly, and the hand that fell on An Nian's lower abdomen suddenly retracted.

An Nian's heart trembled, and he quickly looked away, as if immersed in his own joy, he whispered: "Okay, let's go for a checkup."

Saw a doctor, normal pregnancy test process.

When the report was printed out and An Nian held it in her hand, she suddenly got scared and folded the report like a fool.

"Go and show it to the doctor, these test values ​​are a bit complicated, I can't understand..."

Fu Qingshen only felt heartache, and the trembling light in the girl's eyes made him collapse.

He gently pressed her shoulder: "Niannian?"

An Nian bowed her head, she took a deep breath, ignoring her trembling body, she pretended to be calm and said, "Fu Qingshen, what do you want to say?"

Those words were stuck in his throat, the end of his eyes gradually turned red, and the eyes at the bottom of his starry eyes gradually became moist.

She is not pregnant.

The doctor's words were euphemistic and clear.

"Ms. An's recent incidents are all false pregnancies. It is mainly due to psychological factors. I am anxious and overstressed, which leads to the stimulation of the central system and affects the endocrine system. Ovarian ovulation occurs abnormally, which leads to a prolonged menstrual period..."

"Niannian?" Fu Qingshen took him into his arms, his voice was hoarse, "It's okay, we are still young, and we still have many opportunities."

An Nian nodded, with the usual expression on his face: "I know, I'm not in a hurry..."

Not in a hurry?
Didn't give yourself psychological pressure?

If so, why false pregnancy?

The hopes were dashed, and the eyes turned gray for a moment.

Dinner is eaten outside.

Candlelight jumps and lights are bright.

The sound of the violin is like the breeze and the moon, melodious and moving.

The atmosphere is very good and the artistic conception is very good.

An Nian didn't have much appetite.

Fu Qingshen took over this western restaurant.

Even if there is exquisite and luxurious western food on the table, she is still not happy when she is in the most upscale and luxurious restaurant and listening to top musicians.

Fu Qing took great pains to chat with her, telling jokes that he was not good at.

An Nian felt guilty, she got up and took the phone in front of him.

On the search engine, the content is only one line: How can I make my wife happy?
The answers on Du Niang are varied.

Fu Qingshen chose the most popular one.

Give her gifts, take her to eat delicious food, tell her jokes, prepare a little surprise...

An Nian looked at her phone, and then at Fu Qingshen, seeing the uneasiness and embarrassment flashing in the man's eyes, she suddenly smiled.

Sincerely.

"In order to make me happy, Fu Qingshen, you have also worked hard."

Fu Qing drooped his dark and thick long eyelashes: "As long as you can be happy, I'm willing to do anything."