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Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Cissy.

Another child? In fact, in her previous life, she had once conceived a second child, but because she was extremely dissatisfied with her current life and hated her own marriage, she secretly took the child away from everyone on impulse, hiding it from them all.

This matter made her extremely regretful, but at that time, she was too proud and arrogant to face her own feelings. She didn't want to believe that she had made the wrong decision, so she lied to her own heart.

She thought of the black and white B-ultrasound that she had in her hand. Tears welled up in her eyes and her vision began to blur.

She panicked and stood up, saying in a hoarse voice, "Mom, drink slowly. I'll go to the balcony to collect my clothes. I'll come in a while." With that, she immediately turned around to avoid her mother-in-law …

He ran out of the kitchen as fast as he could.

At 6: 30 in the evening, Lin Xiaoqing took a few laps around the park near Sicily. Returning to her twenty-something year old body, then comparing it to her extremely weak body from before, she deeply felt that there was a huge difference in physical strength.

Was all of this true? She was anxious to prove that it wasn't just a dream, but she couldn't think of any other way to do it besides to pinch herself. She couldn't ask her to take a random passerby and ask him directly: Is it true now? Were they really not in a dream?

As she thought about it, she glanced at the stroller. Cissy had fallen asleep, so she couldn't help but let out a faint smile. This feeling was very strange. In her memory, her daughter was already over ten years old. She could talk back, resist, roll her eyes, and understand how to hate her mother, but now her daughter had shrunk back into her one-year-old body. She would smile at her, curiously touch her face, and occasionally rub her neck like a spoiled child … He really didn't know if he was in the future or the past.

When she thought of this, she sighed, laughed at her foolish thoughts, then bent down to cover Sicily with a blanket before heading home.

When he entered, Song Beichuan was already at home. He was sleeping soundly on the sofa, while the television screen remained on the news channel. Lin Xiaoqing was shocked at first, and she even raised her head to look at the watch on the wall … It was only half past seven, and he had come back so early.

She could not hide the surprise in her heart. In her last life, Song Beichuan had never left work so early before … No, to be more precise, even if he left work early, he would rather stay out drunk until midnight than step into the house before midnight.

With that in mind, she gently carried Cissy back to the nursery and back to the living room, not knowing what to do next.

Should I wake him up? But seeing him sleep so soundly, he must be very tired, right? Make dinner? Thinking about it, he felt that it wasn't too stable. He might have already eaten it.

In the end, she just sat down carefully and stared at his sleeping face. How long had it been since she'd looked at his face like this? They lived under the same roof, but they never looked at each other … Except for the quarrel.

It was incredible that she had loved this man so madly, but she had also hated him so crazily in the end. She vaguely remembered how much she hated him, but could not remember why, because he worked so hard. Was it because he wanted her to stay home and take care of Cissy that she lost her freedom?

Thinking about it now, she really didn't know what deep hatred she could possibly have towards him. Perhaps she had lost her rationality due to the post-partum depression, or perhaps she was really too young back then, or perhaps … She really couldn't remember.

Now, she just felt sorry for him, for him in the past.

He was so young that he carried the family on his shoulders and made the two of them live comfortably, eat well, and dress warmly, while she made him unwilling to enter the house. Had she really lost her freedom and her joy? No, not really. Compared to lying alone in her hospital bed, waiting for death, she was so happy right now.

Suddenly, he gave a light snort. He seemed to have woken up. Lin Xiaoqing didn't even have the time to react before he opened his eyes.

The two people's gazes met, colliding into each other.

She froze. It was so awkward, she had been caught peeking at someone sleeping.

"Uh, that …" "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"

"You … Stealing from me? " He looked at her silently for a moment, then asked, "Or secretly apply nail polish to my toenails?"

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "What? How could I do that? "

In fact, when she was in love with him in the past, she really did this. However, it was too far away, so far away that she couldn't even remember such a thing existed.

"Otherwise, how did you wake me up?"

After listening to his teasing, she was momentarily at a loss for words. She could only smile awkwardly, not knowing what to say. She simply changed the topic and asked, "Have you eaten dinner yet?"

He was in no hurry to answer. He straightened up, turned his neck, moved his shoulders, and tossed the same question back to her. "What about you? Have you eaten? "

"Yes." She answered with a bit of a guilty conscience. Actually, ever since she was reborn, she had no appetite for food. She had just heated up the leftovers from lunch and ate a few bites.

"You?" she asked again.

He raised his head and looked straight into her eyes. His gaze was sharp, as if he was trying to dig out some trace from the depths of her eyes.

The air seemed to thicken in that instant. Lin Xiaoqing's chest heaved as she struggled to breathe. A warm current rose from the back of her neck, spreading to her ears. If he continued to stare at her like this, she felt, she would definitely faint from suffocation.

"I'm not hungry." In the end, he said.

It meant that he hadn't eaten yet? As if she had found a reason to leave the scene, she almost jumped up from the sofa. "Th-then I'll go cook something for you …" She started toward the kitchen.

Suddenly, her wrist was caught. Startled, she quickly turned around and looked at her wrist, then at him.

"What are you feeling guilty about?" he asked flatly, but his expression was cold.

"Me? A guilty conscience? " She pretended to be natural as she said, "How … How could I feel guilty?"

"No?" Then why did you run away? "

She froze, unable to move. Yeah, there was something she was hiding from him, but how was she going to explain it? She couldn't tell him the truth, but she probably wouldn't be able to fool him even if she lied …

He suddenly stood up and forcefully pulled her toward him. His actions were a bit rough, causing some pain in her wrist.

"Where were you?" He looked down.

"I... Just take Cissy for a walk in the park. "

"You never take her for walks."

"People change," she said, taking a deep breath and meeting his gaze.

"Yes, but not overnight."

"How can you be sure?" she retorted.

He was rendered speechless. After a few seconds of silence, he directly asked like he was throwing caution to the wind, "Did you get another man outside?"