Gu Qingming calmed Mother Gu down and helped her sit down by the bed.
She said very seriously, "Mom, I'm not willing to abort this baby. It's a vague feeling that I owe it. If I abort it, I think I'll be committing a sin."
Mrs. Gu's pupils constricted. "Daughter, what do you mean?"
Gu Qingming thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I had a dream last night. In the dream, a child kept chasing me and calling me Mom. Then, it told me not to marry Dad or something. It said that after I got married, I would not be happy."
Gu Qingming made up a story. She had seen this story in the form of a short joke on a video-sharing platform.
Mrs. Gu looked at Gu Qingming suspiciously and asked in disbelief, "Are you serious?"
"It's true!" Gu Qingming swore. "Mom, otherwise, do you think my attitude towards Lin Haotian and the others could change so quickly?"
Mrs. Gu frowned, still doubtful.
