Zhao Siqing didn't know what to say, nor did she know what to say.
Up until now, she still didn't know much about her past life.
Neither of them made a sound. It wasn't until the sky turned white and the morning sun gradually dyed the horizon a fiery red that Zhao Siqing slowly fell asleep in her thoughts. However, one of her hands was tightly protecting her stomach, as if she was particularly uneasy.
Huo Jingchen, on the other hand, didn't feel sleepy at all. He listened to her slowly opening her eyes as she gradually and evenly inhaled. No one knew what she was thinking about.
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After sleeping for a while more, Zhao Siqing finally felt a little better.
In the past, her dreams were always intermittent, but now, it was a rare opportunity for her to have a complete dream.
However, this complete dream was like a heavy mountain pressing down on her heart. Her heart could not help but feel heavy.
Huo Jingchen seemed to see that she did not want to say anything, so he did not ask anything.
However, Zhao Siqing could feel that he seemed to be more and more nervous about her.
After Zhao Siqing got up, Huo Jingchen gently kissed her on the cheek and asked in a low voice, "what do you want for breakfast? "
Zhao Siqing looked at him, squeezed out a smile and said softly, "it'll be simple. "
Huo Jingchen glanced at her and said gently, "I'll go to the kitchen to take a look. "
After he left the room, Zhao Siqing sat by the bed in a daze for a long time. She really did not have much appetite.
She had suspected that she would occasionally have morning sickness, so her appetite was not very good. This dream made Zhao Siqing look like she had suffered a big blow.
When she reached the dining table, the servants had already prepared the food.
Zhao Siqing glanced at Huo Jingchen and slowly sat down opposite him. Her gaze fell on the glass of water beside her, and she could not help but feel a little absent-minded.
He seemed to be used to using such a transparent glass of water without any decorations, so from the looks of it, the scene was exactly the same as in the dream.
The only difference was the shape of the table, the decoration of the dining room, and the breakfast on the table.
Zhao Siqing slowly raised her hand to touch her stomach, and looked at the breakfast on the table without moving.
Huo Jingchen sat opposite her, his dark and narrow Phoenix eyes looking straight at her, but he did not speak from beginning to end.
The atmosphere was strange. The two of them were silent for a long time before Zhao Siqing picked up her chopsticks and said softly, "let's eat. "
Huo Jingchen's jaw was still slightly cold. He did not say anything but picked up his chopsticks and placed something into Zhao Siqing's bowl.
The meal ended in silence. Huo Jingchen said slowly, "I'll accompany you to the hospital for a prenatal checkup the day after tomorrow. "
Zhao Siqing could not help but pause.
In her dream, he had accompanied her to the hospital for a prenatal checkup in her previous life. She thought that he had really accepted the child.
However, she had not expected that he would still be unable to escape in the end... ...
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved as he looked at her in a trance. He asked slowly, "what are you thinking about? "
Zhao Siqing shook her head at him. After a few seconds of silence, she looked into his deep eyes and said slowly, "do you really want me to give birth to him? "
She stared intently at the handsome man in front of her, wanting to confirm his feelings in detail.
Huo Jingchen's voice was very deep. He said slowly, "the Huo family does not lack such a mouth. If you want to give birth, I can at least afford it. "
Hearing this, Zhao Siqing fell silent again.
He still had the same attitude as before. He didn't like children very much, but it didn't seem to be to the extent that he couldn't tolerate them.
However, was what he said true?
For two days in a row, Zhao Siqing's attitude towards Huo Jingchen wasn't warm, and she even avoided him.
It wasn't that Huo Jingchen couldn't feel it, but he couldn't help but feel a touch of bitterness in his heart.