"The clouds gradually..."
"Future Mr. He Yunjian, have you seen me? This video is from the first month of my pregnancy... You are in the kitchen right now making me roasted sweet potatoes..."
In the camera, Yu Siqing wore a loose white sweater, which made her look particularly thin and with a fair face. When she said this, she slightly curved her gentle eyes, as if she was greeting him in the future across time and space.
"Yun Jian, I'm going to tell you a little secret. I love you even more today. When I wake up, I want to snuggle in your arms. The little one in my belly is making me so upset. When you're not around, I have to hug your shirt to sleep to feel more comfortable."
"I love you, I love you so much..."
A bland woman like Yu Siqing rarely speaks sweet words. After becoming pregnant, not only her physical condition changed, but also the cold side of her heart was gradually melted by the warmth. She has recently fallen in love with such love words, repeating her passionate emotions over and over again in her whispers.
When the picture stops for less than three seconds, it automatically shifts to the next video.
At this time, Yu Siqing had her hair tied up in a ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead, looking younger, and a little haggard as she lay on the edge of the bed, vomiting, while a familiar slender figure was squatting next to her, wiping the floor clean with a towel without being bothered by the dirt.
From the camera, a quiet conversation between two people was heard:
"Siqing... If you vomit a few more times, you'll shorten my lifespan."
"I feel so uncomfortable... Yunjian, He Yunjian... I want to eat spicy hot pot."
"It's winter, where can I get you a bowl of spicy hot pot? Be good, I'll cook you some oden, okay?"
"It's the baby who wants to eat... something Chinese-style. Give it to me, please."
The picture paused again.
Yu Siqing snuggled in the man's arms and deliberately pouted her lips to ask for a kiss.
Then, it jumped to the next section, and automatically switched to a new video every two or three minutes.
Several hours of imaging, from early to late pregnancy:
Yu Siqing lost a lot of weight for a while, but gained some weight back by eating a lot of soup and water. The camera recorded all her happy moments. As her belly grew bigger, she lost her youthfulness and naivety, and even her eyes became more gentle and determined.
The last video was of her sitting on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, with the lawn outside as the background. This time he was not there, and the large and spacious bedroom seemed inexplicably deserted.
Yu Siqing suddenly lowered her head, her fine eyelashes trembling slightly as a tear fell. She quickly adjusted her mood and smiled at the camera, saying, "Your aunt is threatening you to give up the child by severing ties with her again... Yun Jian, I have never thought of using my son to gain power. The time I spent with you was really warm and happy. I love children, but I love you even more..."
"Did you know?"
"I was abandoned by my parents and grew up in an orphanage. I longed to have a complete family. In the past, I could only sit on the swing and envy my friends who were adopted one by one, like a poor creature."
"Later, I stopped being envious... Because of my poverty, I suffered a lot of strange looks. When I was younger, no matter how sensible I acted, people would only think, how old is she? She is so precocious and scheming, so annoying, and not innocent at all."
"I've grown up... Others say, look at her poor and hypocritical appearance, how can she do good things? Everything she does is profitable, she really tries her best to climb up."
"Yun Jian, I really want to get rid of the shackles of fate... I have never hurt anyone, I just want to make my life better and be better to myself..."
Yu Siqing stared at the camera with tearful eyes. The video ended silently and never moved to the next part.
The sky outside the window had grown frighteningly dark without anyone noticing. The lights in the living room were not on, and after the light on the screen was completely extinguished, He Yunjian's figure sitting on the sofa seemed to be enveloped by an endless abyss. His slender, cold white fingers tightly grasped the camera, and his joints turned pale.
The atmosphere was silent. Only He Yunjian was suppressing his emotions. Through the fabric of his shirt, the muscles on his back were stiff and tense. He couldn't relax for a long time until a young man with frameless glasses approached, turned on a light, and gently patted his shoulder: "Mr. He, adjust your breathing first and get out of those images."
He Yunjian's breathing became noticeably heavier, and he was in a very bad state, as if he was trapped in a completely unfamiliar and suffocating memory. Even his throat was burned by fire to the point of being aphasic. This feeling was very uncomfortable. His arms with bulging veins were pressed against his chest, and he felt as if a piece of his heart had been gouged out by something.
Under the psychological counseling of the young man, it took half an hour for the pain to ease a little...
Not only was his thin face pale, but the black shirt he was wearing was also soaked with sweat. He was breathing heavily, and he looked like he was almost half dead, looking extremely miserable and destitute.
"Give me a cigarette..." After a while, He Yunjian's hoarse voice came out of his throat and he looked at his psychologist - Xu Shi.
Xu Shi did not recommend him to rely on tobacco to relieve the pain, but this time the situation was special, so he lit a cigarette himself, with a scarlet spark flickering in the darkness for a moment, and slowly handed it over.
If you want to completely heal your heart disease, you must figure out what you really lost after waking up.
He Yunjian settled down in this former villa and he accidentally discovered the camera at the foot of the bed.
The machine couldn't be turned on at that time, and I only saw these videos after it was sent for repair.
The old housekeeper had passed away due to illness, and the nanny could not be found. Only these details seemed to silently remind him that he had once loved a woman.
Xu Shi had a document in his hand, which was given to him by He Sui Chen, which recorded in detail the situation of He Yunjian in New York.
After smoking half a cigarette, he took out his phone and flipped through the next page of the information, then handed it to He Yunjian: "Tan Luan... the most beloved youngest daughter of the European shipping tycoon, your ex-girlfriend who you dated for three years, but broke up with when you were talking about marriage."
"Mr. He, you can meet her. Maybe it will help you remember."
Sicheng, in the living room of a high-end and spacious apartment.
Yu Jiafan was squatting on the wooden floor with a piece of drawing paper in front of him. He was using a children's toothbrush dipped in dye to paint the outline of a hedgehog on the paper. Sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a light golden halo on his short black hair and delicate facial features. He looked extremely handsome when he was serious.
Xiao Lier was stunned, and carefully stretched out his finger to gently poke his face: "Brother, you look like my father..."
Yu Jiafan is sometimes patient with his sister, and sometimes a little cold, all depending on his mood that day.
He turned his head and said to the little man squatting next to him with a serious expression: "I look like my father, but not like your father."
Little Li'er frowned slightly, as if he didn't quite understand the difference.
But she soon noticed that Yu Jiafan had stopped painting and hung his head in a depressed mood. So, she quietly moved closer and asked in a slightly confused tone, "Brother, are you angry?"
Yu Jiafan shook his head, inwardly he was envious of his sister for having her uncle and aunt by her side.
But his Sleeping Beauty father is missing, and no one has listened to him reading storybooks for a long time.
"Brother, when my dad says something unhappy... he has to use his little mouth to say it. Say it out loud." There was a hint of softness in Xiaoli's voice as she used her chubby fingers to gesture with Yu Jiafan while communicating. With such a lazy personality, it must be hard for her to say all these words in one breath.
"Dad said that if I don't speak, my body will catch fire and I won't grow up..."
Xiao Li'er didn't know how to describe how the physical discomfort and suffering would affect her development. When she mentioned fire, she said it was what He Sui Chen said.
Yu Jiafan believed it unconditionally. He held his sister tightly in his arms, just like holding his doll, and said in a very depressed mood: "I miss my dad."
Little Li'er blinked his big eyes, patted his brother's back obediently, and said in a baby voice, "Then call Dad."
Before Yu Jiafan could say the next word, the little girl broke free from his arms, climbed up with her little arms and legs, and ran out. When she came back, she had already taken Gu Qingwu's cell phone.
Xiaolier blinked at the camera, and the phone's screen successfully recognized his face and unlocked it automatically.
This was obviously not the first time. Xiao Li was illiterate and didn't know many words. He only knew some familiar chat apps. The difficult task of looking through the address book had to be done by Yu Jiafan, who was already in school. He handed the phone over with his little hand: "Brother, looking for dad."
Ten minutes later.
Yu Jiafan used Gu Qingwu's mobile phone to dial a private number in the address book.
Because... I wasn't very experienced and clicked the video invite by mistake.
After the call was connected, He Yunjian's familiar face appeared on the screen, and Xiaoli'er next to him covered his mouth with his palm: "Ah, I saw uncle."
When He Yunjian first saw the call from Gu Qingwu, he thought it was from He Suichen, who borrowed his phone to call.
At this moment, he saw Xiao Li'er and was about to hang up when Yu Jiafan vaguely appeared in the corner of the screen. He didn't dare to speak loudly, but cried a little, "Dad."
He Yunjian placed his slender fingers above the screen, staring at the little face that looked so much like his own.
Since he woke up, he could feel that Yu Jiafan's dependence on his father's love was abnormal, which exceeded his love for his mother. Rather than saying that this child was another kind of expectation for Yu Siqing's new life, it was better to say that Yu Jiafan's existence was a salvation for him.
He Yunjian's eyes gradually softened, and he asked him in a low voice what was wrong
Encouraged by his sister's eyes, Yu Jiafan expressed his longing for his father and even revealed his whereabouts: "My mother and I... live next door to my young aunt's house. They don't mention my father... and I don't dare to mention him either."
He Yunjian tried to comfort him for a long time, and there was a strange uncle next to him who seemed to remind him that the time for the agreed meeting had come.
Yu Jiafan became nervous: "Dad, can I still send you videos in the future?"
After a moment of silence, He Yun gradually became familiar with the clear and melodious voice: "Okay."
Yu Jiafan kept these words in mind and started to privately video chat with He Yunjian. He knew his mother would be sad, so he specifically told his sister not to tell the adults.
Xiao Li'er cooperated perfectly with his brother and often helped to steal Gu Qingwu's mobile phone.
As the frequency of calls increased, even though the call records were destroyed every time, Gu Qingwu still discovered the abnormality in the battery level.
She would occasionally charge her phone, but when she remembered to take it out, she would find that there was not much battery left.
At first, Gu Qingwu didn't realize there was a thief in the house. He thought the phone was broken and complained to Luo Yuan: "Brother Yuan, did you buy a pirated phone?"
Luo Yuan: "Even if I make a profit from the difference in price, I won't let you use pirated copies, okay?"
Either you bought a pirated phone, or it has a battery leak.
The next day, Gu Qingwu bought a new mobile phone online, put the old one on the bookshelf, rolled up his sleeves, and walked slowly to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
She didn't know that as soon as she left, a little man sneaked up to the bookcase from behind.
Because he was short, he couldn't reach the white phone even when he stood on tiptoe. It was so strenuous that sweat broke out on his fair face.
Xiaoli took a breath, and then clung to the counter like a gecko, blinking his eyelashes. He noticed the moving chair next to him...
Ten minutes later.
Gu Qingwu had just washed the rice in the kitchen and turned around to pick up the kitchen knife to cut vegetables when she heard a loud collapse noise coming from the living room. She was so startled that her hands trembled and the sharp tip of the knife cut deep bloody marks on her fair fingertips.
I had no time to pay attention to the pain at the moment, and my first reaction was to run out to see what was going on.
I saw a layer of things on top of the bookcase fell down and pressed on Xiaoli'er, almost drowning her. The thick books hitting her back only caused temporary pain, but the glass bottles were also smashed into countless sharp pieces.
The moment Gu Qingwu saw the blood on the child's forehead, her heart almost stopped beating. She almost lost her composure and ran over to pick up the little guy. Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes and fell one by one: "Cry a little, don't scare your mother."
Her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She first touched Xiao Li'er's breath, then went to find her cell phone to call He Sui Chen.
"Hey... Brother, what should I do... My daughter broke her head and I'm at home... She's not crying, but her eyes are closed..."
The child didn't cry, but Gu Qingwu cried so hard that her heart was broken. The little Li'er in her arms finally blinked her eyelashes and called out in a tender voice: "Mom..."
The author has something to say: Little Li'er: "Mom, let's not cry!"
Gu Qingwu: "It's really my biological child. Thank you."
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