Thinking back to the day when he just returned to Ninggu Pagoda, he also met Xiao An in this room, his wife he hadn't seen for half a year. At that time, her stomach was already very tall when she was a child, and she couldn't see her feet at all when she was standing, which made her very thin. The hands and feet are almost skinny, and the person is emaciated. This makes the stomach look bigger. He almost cried at that time, but he held back and let her call him softly. Then hugged him tightly and cried in his arms for a whole afternoon before falling asleep.
Later, Fang Chengyin told Pang Yi. Ever since Grandma Chen passed away in front of Xiao An. Little An's never had an An Sheng sleep again, and woke up from nightmares every day, even if Mr. Gu made her the best soothing soup, it would have no effect at all. She was haunted by nightmares all night long. Thin and haggard day by day. But he was afraid of wronging the baby in his womb, so he couldn't stop eating every day. Sometimes Fang Chengyin couldn't stand it anymore.
Pang Yi just listened silently to Fang Chengyin's rambling, that night. In Pang Yi's arms, for the first time, Xiao An didn't have a nightmare and slept through the night, but Pang Yi never slept. He stared at the woman with a big belly in his arms, and he hid thousands of regrets in his heart. He made up his mind that from now on, he would never leave Xiao An's for half a step, and never let this woman suffer any more. .
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I don't know if it's because of drinking tonight, but Pang Yi feels a little baffled, obviously Xiao An and Xiao Nian both slept so soundly, obviously Xiao An's confinement is doing well, and now he has gained a lot of weight. His face was also rounded, even fatter than before, but looking at such a face, his heart ached terribly. Looking at her, he couldn't help but think of that night in the snowy field.
In the double-layer tent, the girl slept soundly early in the morning. He sat in front of the bonfire. The front was scorching hot, but the back was very cold. Just like his mood at that time, he once again set his sights on On the pair of embroidered shoes embroidered with little red plums, he was too busy to look away, but after a while, he turned his head silently again, he hated and despised himself like this, but he couldn't control it walking towards the tent...
Gently opened a corner of the tent, knelt on the ground piously and awkwardly, with his face pressed against the cold snow, looked at the girl's sleeping face from the gap less than an inch, looked at her slightly frowning because of her unwell sleep Looking at her somewhat dry eyebrows, he felt that he was crazy, and stared at the sleeping girl like *, but he just couldn't move his eyes away. At that time, he only felt that he was the saddest and most shameful person in the world. At that time, he would not know that this girl would become his wife later, and he would never know that this girl would suffer such hardships because of him. ordeal.
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"What's the matter?" Xiao An suddenly yawned and opened his eyes. Looking at the man sitting on the ground with his back on his back, he was startled for a moment, then sat up in a hurry, "Pang Yi, what are you doing? What are you doing?" sit on the floor?"
"Oh, I'm a little too drunk," Pang Yi wiped his face in a hurry, then stood up, and walked out without looking back, "Go to bed first, I'll go outside to wash up first, don't smoke you And Miss Qin."
"Pang Yi, come here." Looking at the man's back, Xiao An suddenly stopped him.
"What's the matter?" The big hand on the latch paused, and then it was put down again. Pang Yi turned around and walked to the bed, sat down, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just want to tell you to rest early, we have to hurry tomorrow morning," Xiao An said softly, while reaching out to hold Pang Yi's hand, paused, and then said softly, "Pang Yi Yi, I have never asked you, are you happy to be a father?"