I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 83 Love With You as the Center of the World (2)
He got on the bed lightly, lay on his side and leaned against the head of the bed, saw her somewhat dry lips through the light, turned his head to look at the steaming tea, raised his hand and brushed her short hair, which was messed up in sleep, to her ear back.

Wen Ge didn't sleep soundly, but her eyelids were heavy, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open them at all.

I don't know how long it took, but she opened her eyes when she felt a warm touch on her lips.

Wen Shaoyuan didn't feel that it was inappropriate for him to kiss her secretly at all, he put a little force on the hand behind her, and wrapped her in his arms including the quilt: "Drink some water."

He fed the water to her lips, watched her swallow it in small sips, and his eyes gradually softened.

"What time is it?" Wen Ge licked the corners of his lips contentedly after drinking enough water.

"It's three o'clock." Wen Shaoyuan drank up the rest of the water she drank, then turned off the light, and fell asleep with her in his arms, "Sleep for a while."

"Where's An Ran?" She hugged his arm and hugged him.

"Not yet." Wen Shaoyuan patted her on the back lightly, reassuringly, "Everything will go well, don't worry."

Hearing the song, he didn't make a sound.

Just when Wen Shaoyuan thought she had fallen asleep, he suddenly heard her ask: "Do you... want to?"

She is asking, do you want to have a baby too?
Wen Shaoyuan froze for a moment, and when he realized his reaction, he couldn't help laughing softly.

He pinched the tip of her nose lightly, and pondered: "I think so, but not now."

At least, wait until after the wedding - even if you go to get the certificate and register tomorrow, you still have to wait until after the wedding.

He owed her too much, and now as long as it was related to her, he wanted to give her the best.For a woman, a wedding is one of the most important ceremonies in life. Even if it doesn't need to be grand, he still wants to give her what she wants.

As if guessing what Wen Shaoyuan was thinking, Wen Ge was silent for a moment before saying, "I am willing."

She touched his face with her warm hand, and pressed it gently: "I am willing to be your wife and have children for you."

Perhaps, there is no other love words that make Wen Shaoyuan's heart beat like this moment.

Wen Shaoyuan took her hand and stuffed it back under the quilt, bowed his head and kissed her eyebrows: "That's my honor."

In the cold, seemingly endless night, this place is a gentle place.

After feeding her a few more sips of water, seeing her drowsy appearance, Wen Shaoyuan hugged her to lie down, and tucked in the quilt.

When he came back from the kitchen, Wen Ge couldn't resist Zhou Gong's call, and fell into a deep sleep.

The distant sky has already become faintly pale.

Wen Shaoyuan stood in front of the window for a while, until the cold air came in through the crack of the window, then he walked back, and turned off the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Wen Ge has been dreaming recently, all kinds of weird dreams.

Most of the time, the dream is as far away as another country, countless memories overlap with the scenes in the dream, true and false, she always can't see through, can't tell, sometimes even troubled by these dreams, no wonder Wen Shaoyuan always Said that she has been sleeping dishonestly recently.

Wen Ge woke up with sleepy eyes, and could not remember the dream that made her melancholy and sad in the last second. She tried hard to recall it, but in the end she couldn't even remember the outline clearly.

It was already dawn, and Wen Ge's emptied mind suddenly woke up - it was definitely not just seven o'clock in the morning.

She got up in a hurry, and subconsciously looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, only to find that the alarm clock was turned upside down.

"Wen Shaoyuan..." She ground her teeth and got up quickly.

After washing and dressing, it was already more than ten minutes later, Wen Ge went to find Wen Shaoyuan while applying face cream.

In the kitchen, there was only a slight sound from the working microwave oven, and after passing by the empty restaurant, Wen Ge went to the study room again, but still found nothing.

Just when she was thinking of calling Chachagang, she heard a soft voice from the guest room where she lived.

Wen Ge turned the doorknob and walked in.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony were wide open, and the curtains were blown by the gust of wind, fluttering wildly.

Wen Shaoyuan stood in the bright sunshine, the white sweater almost melted into it, extremely dazzling.

The early spring in City A was still very cold, he opened the window, and the wind was blowing, Wen Ge just walked in and shivered from the cold, and the mist when he first woke up was instantly blown away by the wind.

Wen Shaoyuan looked back, hung up the phone and walked in, and closed the French windows: "Are you awake?"

Does she look like she's still asleep?
Wen Ge rubbed his hands: "Why are you in the guest room? Are you looking for something?"

"Yeah." He came over and put the back of his hand on her face, "Your nephew was born at seven o'clock this morning."

Wen Ge was stunned for a while, wondering if it was because he had just woken up and his brain was not very bright, and he and Wen Shaoyuan looked at each other for a long time before a look of surprise appeared on his face: "You mean..."

With a smile on the corner of Wen Shaoyuan's lips, he nodded and patted her on the head: "The eggs in sugar water are hot in the microwave, we will leave after eating."

Wen Ge still looked at him foolishly: "Can I go and see my nephew first?"

Wen Shaoyuan refused without negotiating: "Let's have breakfast first."

It was almost noon when we arrived at the hospital after breakfast.

Wen Ge accompanied Wen Shaoyuan to park the car first, then walked from the long tree-lined road to the inpatient department.The plants planted on the lawn were warmed by the sun, and a few traces of green had already emerged.

Wen Singer was carrying a meeting gift for his little nephew later, and followed Wen Shaoyuan, but he didn't want to be led by him. Every few steps Wen Shaoyuan took, he turned back to see if she had followed.

Walking to the entrance of the inpatient department, Wen Shaoyuan stopped suddenly, without turning around, he just stretched out his hand and called her name: "Wen Ge."

Wen Ge, who had been counting his steps with his head down, suddenly raised his head, and saw the old man who was sitting in the back seat of the car and rolled down the window to look over.

She immediately became honest, put her hand into Wen Shaoyuan's, and followed him forward.

The old man had just arrived, and he got out of the car leaning on his crutches. Seeing Wen Ge standing far away, he glared at him fiercely: "What are you doing standing so far away?" he.

Wen Ge was taken aback, the sun fell on her eyelashes, making her unable to see the old man's expression clearly for a moment.

However, she was stunned for only a moment. She took a step forward, and as she was used to before, she took him by the arm and supported him steadily.

Only then was the old man satisfied. He glanced at Wen Shaoyuan who was smiling slightly, and took the lead to step up the steps.

From entering the door to entering the elevator, no one made any noise. It was not until the elevator stepped out that the old man asked in a low voice: "Didn't you eat lunch?"

Wen Ge shook his head: "Not yet."

"Your aunt Xin made chicken soup and bring it over later, you should also drink some to replenish your body." After a pause, the old man turned his head and looked at Wen Shaoyuan who was walking beside Wen Ge, his eyes were quite meaningful.

Wen Ge lowered his head and stared at his toes, but didn't see it.

Sui Anran was sleeping, the curtains in the ward covered two layers, leaving only one wall lamp.

Wen Jingfan was sitting on the chair beside the bed, when he heard the door opening, he turned his head and saw that his originally gentle voice was now hoarse: "You are here...Grandpa."

"Are you tired?" The old man glanced at Sui Anran on the hospital bed, and patted his shoulder lightly, "Your aunt Xin cooked chicken soup and brought it over later, let Anran drink more to nourish her body."

Wen Jingfan smiled, pulled the chair over and let the old man sit down first: "Do you want to see your great-grandson?"

"No hurry." The old man smiled, in a good mood, and even his tone became lighter, "Let's take a look at the great hero of the Wen family first, and it's the same to see that little troublemaker later." After the words, he seemed to think of something , he asked again: "Have you thought about the name yet?"

Wen Jingfan shook his head: "An Ran said that I leave the big name to you, but we think about the nickname."

"Then you have to think about it..." The old man straightened his face and raised his brows slightly, obviously very happy.

Wen Ge looked at the old man's crutches by the bed, listened to his cheerful tone, and thought about the little nephew whom he hadn't met yet, suddenly he didn't know what kind of feeling was in his heart.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, some people are getting old, and newborns are coming. It seems that the world is changing every day, and no one is that important.

She quietly took Wen Shaoyuan's arm, stood on tiptoe and whispered something to him, and when he understood, the two left the ward gently.

Since An Ran hadn't woken up yet, and Wen Ge couldn't get in the way, she simply went to see her little nephew—ever since she knew he was born, she had been talking about it, and couldn't wait.

When Sui Anran was admitted to the hospital, Wen Jingfan booked a suite, and the baby room was next door, with professional nurses taking care of her.

This is a very special room, which is warmer and more interesting than ordinary wards. A huge transparent glass separates the inside and outside of the room into two worlds.

Sui Anran and Wen Jingfan's children were sleeping soundly on that soft and comfortable little bed, half of his little face was covered by the quilt, so he couldn't see clearly, but he could see his little hands raised high, clenched together and resting on the side of his face.

For such a small person, his facial features have not yet developed, so he can't tell whether he is more like his mother or his father, but just looking at him like this makes people feel so soft-hearted.

Wen Shaoyuan stood aside and watched quietly for a while, sighed in his heart, hugged Wen Ge from behind, and held her in his arms vaguely: "Like it?"

"Yeah." Wen Ge nodded vigorously, not noticing the momentary change of mood of the man behind him, and said to himself, "If I have a baby, he must have a father who loves him very much, and a father who loves him very much." I love him."

Wen Shaoyuan tilted his head, resting his chin on her shoulder: "His father will love his mother more."

Wen Ge followed a series of good ideas, all of which were wiped out by his unprepared words until there was not even a scum left.

She pouted and pinched him slightly with her backhand: "I haven't finished yet."

He laughed softly, and said in a deep voice, "Go on, I'll listen."

Wen Ge forgot what he wanted to say.

Such a conversation and such a scene made her suddenly feel like an old married couple who had been married to Wen Shaoyuan for many years.This is a very strange feeling. How can anyone go directly from the period of passionate love to the mode of an old married couple?
She was in a trance when she suddenly saw her sleeping nephew stretch his arms and legs, turn his head, and fell back into a deep sleep.

Wen Shaoyuan followed her gaze: "I didn't know you liked children so much."

Wen Ge nodded, and muttered, "I just discovered it too."

Wen Shaoyuan rubbed her head lightly, and hugged her tightly: "It's okay, as long as you like, I can satisfy you, huh?"

The warm breath fell behind her ears, and with this obviously implicated words, Wen Ge's ears suddenly burned red.

But he kept getting up: "Do you want one or two? Two is better, but you will work harder..."

Wen Ge became angry from embarrassment, turned around and covered his mouth: "Stop talking!"

Wen Shaoyuan took a step forward to put her between the glass and him, took her hand on his lips with the other hand, and suddenly became serious: "I plan to have a child in three years, after all, you are still young, I don't want to I put pressure on you prematurely, and even more selfishly wanted to occupy those years, and let you be mine alone."

Wen Ge was slightly startled, and even his tone was a little weak: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

"I just thought about it." Wen Shaoyuan kissed her palm, a little helpless, "There are too many things I want to tell you, and I will forget if I don't say it." She had been wearing the ring on her ring finger since the beginning of the market, and her eyes were as deep as the sea when she looked at her: "Not enough... I always feel that the time with you is not enough."

Whether it was one more person taking up her time, or other trivial things distracting her attention, he didn't want it.

Wen Shaoyuan suddenly discovered that his possessive desire for Wen Ge had unknowingly accumulated to such a terrifying level.

Such words were not completely sweet to Wen Ge - she knew Wen Shaoyuan, he always had his own set of ideas in doing things, and what he said to her was what he really wanted to tell her.

Wen Ge fell silent for a moment.

I don't know how long it took before she pushed his chest: "I don't mean to be in a hurry!"

I don't know which point of his laughter these words touched, he suddenly lowered his head, hugged her, put his chin on her shoulder, and smiled softly: "It's fine if you don't worry."

He bent over, looking a little hard.

Wen Ge let him hug him for a while, then raised his hand to poke his arm: "After dinner, go home?"

"Huh?" Wen Shaoyuan stood up straight and looked at her.

"Didn't you say..." Get the certificate?

Wen Ge silently bit her lower lip, and glanced at him angrily—why did she look like she couldn't remember anything?
"What do you think I'm looking for in the guest room?" Wen Shaoyuan raised his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, there was a deep smile in his eyes, with a bit of a naughty, rare ruffian.

Wen Ge was stunned for five seconds before he came back to his senses, feeling aggrieved and depressed for a moment.

After thinking about it, she turned her head and left: "I'm not going anywhere this afternoon, I'm just playing with my nephew."

(End of this chapter)