Chapter 282 (1/2)

Apartment.

The white moonlight poured down on the windowsill.

Ye Huanyan can't sleep, lying beside Ji Xiaoyue, seems to sleep very well, not affected by Gu Sinian.

Calm is superficial, sadness is real.

Ye Huanyan touched his belly and looked at the moonlight on the windowsill.

These days, looking at Ji Xiaoyue around for love, more or less dissipated her previous despair and collapse, and the baby in her stomach is now growing up healthily, quietly calculating the expected date of birth, which is the biggest spiritual support for her.

When people lose everything, they will despair and tear their hearts apart.

Can really when he recognized the reality, accepted the cruel fate, but began to cherish those cruel, the world gave her a few favors.

This child is Gu Sinian, and so is Ji Xiaoyue.

After that day, the apartment returned to its former calm.

Ji Xiaoyue goes out early and comes back late every day, and there is no ”compensatory leave” any more.

To avoid ”accidentally” bumping into Ji Xiaoyue, Gu Sinian instead comes to her for lunch every day, and then spends the afternoon by herself.

She learned how to play some small scarves and hats on the Internet. She was facing all kinds of beautiful wool balls in warm colors. She took them apart and beat them. A whole set of scarves and hats has begun to take shape.

After dinner every day, it's time for her to take a walk.

Out of the community, across a road is the supermarket, stop by to buy tomorrow's food or snacks back.

Zebra crossing cars come and go, nearly the rush hour, many people on the road, people crossing the road are in a hurry, but no one ran the red light. Ye Huanyan is wearing a shopping bag with vegetables on her arm. She is seven months pregnant, which makes passers-by look at her with more kindness. Several young men nearby, who are about students from Lanjiang university nearby, separate the crowd and leave a wide space for her

The location of the open space.

She kindly thanks and looks across the road, silently counting the seconds of the red light.

Across the zebra crossing, a figure in a professional suit is dancing. From a distance, it can be seen that it is a woman's figure. People here look at each other and don't know what happened.