"..."
"It's bad for your eyes to work now, don't draw these now."
Bei Minghan felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he could feel her change, but he was helpless about it, this feeling of helplessness drove him crazy.
Like, although she lay beside him every night, he could feel her heart.
"This is my job, please respect my job!" Gu Qingxin firmly grasped the drawing board in her hand.
"You don't need to do these things. If you want money, I'll give you as much as you want!" Bei Minghan also insisted.
"..."
Gu Qingxin didn't speak, but held the drawing board even tighter with both hands.
After the two confronted each other, Bei Minghan finally let go. He sat down and said, "Okay, you can work, but you have just been discharged from the hospital. Please do less work in the head office. It should not exceed two hours a day."
"No, I'm not that delicate." Gu Qingxin replied lightly, and continued to draw with a brush.
"Are you sure you must go on like this?" Bei Minghan's expression also changed.
"..."
Gu Qingxin didn't speak, but her painting movements sped up a lot.
"Take a break first." Bei Minghan held her hand.
Gu Qingxin's pen tip broke suddenly.
…
After dinner, Gu Qingxin simply hid in her cloakroom, picked up the drawing board and continued to do her own work.
Apart from work now, she dare not let herself be too idle, because she will feel uncomfortable, and only when she is busy can she feel that she can breathe.
Bei Minghan searched several places but failed to find her, and finally found her in the cloakroom. He looked at the girl sitting on the floor and frowned.
The drawing board in his hand was suddenly taken away, Bei Minghan put it aside, hugged her firmly, and said, "Take a bath and rest."
"I don't want to rest! I'll have nightmares when I sleep! I don't want to sleep!" Gu Qingxin pushed him like she was collapsing, Bei Minghan's hands were unsteady, and she almost fell.
"Gu Qingxin, are you enough? How long do you want to torment yourself! Just for a child, do you want to torment yourself to death!" Bei Minghan put her down, suddenly grabbed her shoulder and squeezed it tightly.
"I didn't toss! Could it be that my child is dead, and you make me smile every day, and greet you with a smile every day! I can't do it, that's my child! He has already taken shape! It's a boy Child! I am not you, not as cold-blooded as you!"
Gu Qingxin yelled like she was breaking down!
The two looked at each other, and Bei Minghan's face turned pale little by little, "Cold-blooded? You say I'm cold-blooded?"
"If you think my appearance is an obstacle to your eyes, then I'll leave now!" Gu Qingxin walked around him and planned to leave.
When she passed him, he turned and hugged her, and there was pleading in his voice, "Don't go, don't leave me."
Gu Qingxin's tears fell all at once...
After Gu Qingxin fell asleep, Bei Minghan got up and left the bedroom. He went to the study, found a cigarette from the drawer, took out the lighter and lit it.
Under the smog, his eyes flickered, he smoked half of the cigarette, and he extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray.
Bei Minghan picked up the phone, dialed a number, and ordered, "Find a way to get the surname Rong to leave Mingcheng, and don't let him come back for the time being."
After giving the order, he hung up the phone, thought for a while, turned on the computer and continued to work.