his allure

Chapter 370 Gentle, You Are Not Pregnant

"Actually, it's always better than being pregnant." The dean said this, seeing Lu Xicheng's slightly pale face, and tactfully did not continue.

When Lu Xicheng pushed the door and entered, Zheng Qingwei was sitting on a chair, staring at the evergreen tree outside the window in a daze.

She could see so well that she didn't even know he walked in.

Lu Xicheng walked in front of her, and when he spoke, his tone was a bit difficult: "Gently, we're going home."

Zheng gently heard the voice and raised his head to look at him.

Her eyes were bright and bright, she asked him: "Xicheng, how is it, am I pregnant?"

Lu Xicheng squatted down in front of her, he held her hand, and said every word carefully: "Gently, you are not pregnant."

Zheng Qingwei's figure swayed for a moment: "How could it be? I'm obviously, I'm pregnant."

Lu Xicheng didn't know how to explain to her, he was so distressed that his eyes turned red.

He hugged her, held her in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Gently. The doctor said, you are a fake pregnancy."

When he said this, he felt the person in his arms stiffen suddenly, paused, and spoke again, his voice became softer: "We are still very young, and we will have children in the future. Even if we don't, it doesn't matter, lightly, it's just the two of us A, isn't it also very good?"

Zheng Qingwei lowered his eyebrows in silence and stopped talking.

She was very disappointed in her heart, and this feeling of hope being lost was really uncomfortable.

She pursed her lips for a long time before saying, "Xi Cheng, I'm fine."

After she finished speaking, she buried her head lower, but accidentally saw the blood in Lu Xicheng's hands, and her eyes froze.

She went to pull his hand, stubbornly wanting to see his palm.

Lu Xicheng's voice was full of sighs, a little helpless, he said: "Gently, there is nothing to look at, just some small wounds."

Zheng Weiwei didn't speak, but the movements of his hands became more firm.

He had no choice but to finally spread out his palm.

The palms were covered with bloodstains from fingernails, and the wounds were deep.

Zheng watched gently for a long time, then suddenly burst into tears.

She belatedly realized that, perhaps, he was more sad than her.

But if she could complain to him, who could he talk to?In fact, when she was just now, when he lost control of his emotions, he had a premonition that this child might not exist.It's just that if Lu Xicheng didn't say anything about some things, she would deceive herself and say that she didn't know.

But now, everything has been spread out, and the truth is too hurtful.

There was some pain in her throat, and even her tone of voice was choked up: "Xicheng, I'm sorry."

He laughed, patted her back, and said softly, "Gently, why did you say sorry to me? You are fine, there is nothing to be sorry for me."

Zheng shook her head lightly and vigorously, she hugged him and said in his ear, "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Tears were all over her face, and at this moment those tears stuck to Lu Xicheng's neck, which was wet and cold.

He sighed and said over and over again: "Gently, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

---------------
Lu Zhi arranged the wedding for one month later.

Originally it was about engagement, but it was something about that day that affected Wen Mian.

She said to him, "Lu Zhi, otherwise we should get married."

Lu Zhi naturally said "yes" without hesitation.

When the wedding date was finalized, it hit it off.

(End of this chapter)