Hua Sheng didn't say much about Feng Xi's miscarriage.
When Jiang Liu and Ginkgo woke up the next day, Hua Sheng only said that Feng Xi accidentally fell last night.
Then the family doctor was invited to prescribe some small postpartum tonic medicines for Feng Xi.
Jiang Liu is a man, so naturally he wouldn't say much, but Gingko was really hurt, and followed the young lady to take care of Fengxi.
"Miss Fengxi, don't go back these few days, rest assured to recuperate here."
"Well, don't worry, I will definitely treat this place as my home." Feng Xi smiled.
"Really, don't make trouble, you take good care of it. Miscarriage is not a trivial matter. If you don't do it well, it is easy to get sick. I will go to the market to buy you a black-bone chicken and stew it for you. You can lie down , tell me anything.”
"Ginkgo, I'm sorry to trouble you." Feng Xi was very grateful to Ginkgo for caring about herself.
"What are you talking about? You are my lady's friend, and you are my friend. You don't need to say thank you. You are too out of touch."
After Ginkgo finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry, saying that she was going to buy a small black-bone chicken.
Hua Sheng accompanied Feng Xi, only talking to her, afraid that she would miss the child and be in a bad mood.
Feng Xi is a very strong person, knowing that his friend is worried about him, he will naturally not put on a sad face and make his friend worry, so on the surface it seems that nothing is wrong.
Only in the dead of night would I think of that child, the little hero who stood up and protected himself in the face of life and death.
She will feel uncomfortable in her heart, and she will feel sorry, but she also knows that everything is fate.
Being born in a Fengshui family and being the head of the family, it is naturally doomed that this road is not easy to walk.
On the other hand, Hua Zhi has been keeping a low profile recently, almost staying behind closed doors.
On this day, she took the initiative to ask Zhao Shixun to meet at a teahouse where the two often go.
Hua Zhi likes to drink fruit tea, especially the taste of peaches.
Zhao Shixun is just the opposite. He doesn't like to drink anything sweet, so he must order Biluochun every time.
Hua Zhi went earlier than him, and by the time Zhao Shixun arrived, Biluochun had already been brewed.
Hua Zhi took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea, "Try it, how about this year's Biluochun?"
Zhao Shixun smiled, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
"Well, yes, it smells more fragrant than every year."
"Ten years later, you still only like to drink Biluochun, but I... still like fruit tea. When I first met Wang Junxian, he only liked to drink Americano coffee. It was so bitter that people doubted life. I took a sip and threw it up. "
"And then?" Zhao Shixun asked with a smile.
"Later... I don't know when Wang Junxian gave up his American style and drank fruit tea with me... I often have peaches at home. I didn't notice it at first, but when I found it later, I suddenly realized that it turned out that a person's Habits can also be changed."
"So you actually want to say, Wang Junxian is willing to change for you, but I still insist on being myself, right? So Wang Junxian is more suitable for you than me?"
Zhao Shixun is very smart, so he can immediately understand the meaning of Hua Zhi's few words.
Hua Zhi lowered her head, drinking fruit tea.
Then he said slowly, "I've been thinking about the past for the past few days, and then I thought about a question. I thought I couldn't let go of you, but in fact, I couldn't let go of myself back then... Whether Wang Junxian changed it for me or not, I like it now It's all about him, and you... you live in my memory after all, I won't say sorry to you, do you know why?"
Hua Zhi's eyes looked at Zhao Shixun seriously and sincerely. The moment his eyes met, Zhao Shixun suddenly felt that Hua Zhi had grown up and was no longer the girl she was back then.