The News of Huo Jingchen's suicide spread like wildfire. Because the television signal had been connected, Zhao Siqing stopped daydreaming every day. Instead, she stared at the television and searched for news about Huo Jingchen.
Although the various speculations and reports from the outside world were not necessarily true, they were always able to deduce some clues.
That evening, Zhao Siqing and Yuan Yuan Watched Television together on the Sofa as usual.
It seemed that they knew that she was searching for news about Huo Jingchen, so even though Yuan Yuan had been accompanying her on the news, he never felt bored. Instead, he watched it seriously.
Not long after, Li Feihuan knocked on the door and entered.
Zhao Siqing ignored him. She had always been a person who loved and hated nothing. In her two lifetimes, only Huo Jingchen had brought her the deepest love and hate.
As for Li Feihuan, Zhao Siqing did not know how to define him. Now that Huo Jingchen's life and death were unknown, if something really happened to him, she would never forgive Li Feihuan no matter what.
So when she thought of this, Zhao Siqing ignored his interest.
These days, he would come and sit with her every night, even though she rarely said anything to him.
Zhao Siqing looked at the news seriously. As it had not been too long, or perhaps Huo Jingchen's death was too shocking, there had been a lot of news about him in the past few days.
Li Feihuan did not care. He just let her watch and sat silently by her side.
Yuan Yuan sat next to Zhao Siqing. He tilted his head to look at Zhao Siqing and then turned to look at Li Feihuan. No one knew what he was thinking.
Zhao Siqing looked at the news and counted the days. There were two more days until Huo Jingchen's funeral.
No matter if he was dead or alive, he had to go and take a look with his own eyes.
Just as her thoughts ran wild, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
Zhao Siqing thought that it would be the same as before. It was an ordinary day until a sudden pain in her stomach caught her attention.
She looked down at her stomach and could not help but gently caress it with one hand.
She was still in a daze. She wondered if the slight pain just now was an illusion.
Li Feihuan's gaze fell on her body. He noticed her movement and asked gently, "the baby moved? "
Zhao Siqing looked up at him. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded and said softly, "it seems to be. "
As soon as she said that, the baby in her stomach reacted again, as if it was kicking her belly hard.
The corners of Zhao Siqing's eyes were a little moist. She could not help but smile and said, "He really moved. He can move... "
Li Feihuan's gaze also became a little gentler. He got up and walked to Zhao Siqing's side, staring at her stomach in a daze.
Perhaps his gaze was too direct, causing Zhao Siqing, who was originally happy, to gradually come back to her senses. She gradually realized her situation.
Li Feihuan did not make a sound. He only stared at her stomach gently for a long time.
After a moment, he said gently, "rest early. Good night. "
Zhao Siqing looked up at the man's back with a complicated gaze. She said softly, "Li Feihuan, you know that it's impossible for us, right? "
Hearing this, Li Feihuan turned his head. His pair of warm eyes looked straight at her and slowly said, "why? "
Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds before she said slowly, "our personalities are not suitable. "
Li Feihuan smiled and said gently, "If you and Huo Jingchen can be suitable, why can't I? "
Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes and insisted, "there are many things in this world that can be forced, but not relationships. "