novelraw Chapter 593 - 577 pregnant
Chapter 593 - 577 pregnant
Her eyes widened, round and clear, the black and white distinct in her almond-shaped eyes, revealing emotions she couldn’t fully express.
These emotions were complex; she couldn’t articulate them, and he couldn’t comprehend them.
Until a single tear fell.
He propped himself above her, leisure and composed, taking in every nuance of her expression.
Dry wood meeting wildfire, a long drought quenched by sweet rain. The sea breeze poured into the cabin, but it couldn’t scatter...
She truly became piece by piece, consumed by him, breathing deeply.
Suddenly, fear emerged within her. She wanted to lift her uneasy hands, but how could she? His fingers interlocked tightly with hers, holding them down as if he’d never let go.
"Sangsang—" he called softly, his deep voice raspy as he released her hands to cradle her wildly moving head.
Sweat trickled down his body, falling onto her back like a summer rainstorm, soaking her dark hair. All around, mingling with the briny sea air...
The moon was full.
(A harmonious society restrains the details—imagine the rest, thank you for your cooperation.)
Tian Sangsang was utterly exhausted, unsure when she had drifted into sleep. She had a dream.
In the dream, she returned to Tian Family Village, the picturesque village with clear waters and green mountains, on an evening where the sky was dyed with red clouds. A small dog barked in the yard, and she cooked inside the house as the smell of home wafted on the evening breeze.
Her son called softly from outside the yard, "Mom, there’s a beggar who collapsed!"
A beggar? And he had collapsed right at her doorstep.
She set down the spatula, wiped her hands on her apron, and walked out, craning her neck as she called, "Yanyan, what beggar are you talking about? Huh?"
Her gaze met a pair of pitch-black eyes, pure like a little deer’s.
The dream suddenly ended.
She woke up with a start, dazed and groggy, and opened her eyes. The window was half-open, and the wind blew the curtains, making them flutter as if...
She held her head and sat up, taking in the room: familiar yet strange. Her nightgown was crumpled on the ground, too wrinkled to wear. Jiang Jinghuai brought in a set of brand-new clothes, saying, "You’re awake."
Tian Sangsang did not reply, silently taking the clothes from him and putting them on piece by piece.
He stood quietly beside her, watching, then said in a low voice, "When this is all over, let’s have a proper talk. Alright?"
This matter—Lu Chi.
"Alright," Tian Sangsang replied offhandedly, "I’m going home."
Another talk would lead nowhere, anyway.
**
Hua’s father was captured and controlled, but Lu Chi couldn’t find out whether he had confessed or not.
The police made no moves, which suggested Hua’s father hadn’t confessed. Still, Lu Chi felt restless and uneasy. He wanted to talk to someone but realized he had no one. His father was gone, Kunling had left, and Qiong’er was dead.
Every day he lived as if everything was normal; Beijing itself was normal in every way.
Precisely because of this, he felt it was all abnormal.
That weekend, as usual, he returned home and saw a woman standing in front of the yard.
"Qiong..." The name stopped on the tip of his tongue, and his sharp eyes narrowed.
For a moment, he thought she was Qiong’er, because the black coat she wore belonged to Qiong’er. But Qiong’er didn’t have such a slender figure. Besides, Qiong’er was dead, killed by his own hands—she couldn’t possibly be alive.
Then this woman must be...
Lu Chi could hear the sound of his own heartbeat.
It seemed plausible, but how could it be?
He didn’t dare to call out or to hope or wish for too much.
The woman slowly turned her eyes toward him.
Black hair, delicate features, eyes bright and lively.
Kunling!
Lu Chi froze, wanting to rush up and embrace her tightly.
A bucket of cold water instantly doused his fervor.
Kunling wouldn’t have returned, or rather, she wouldn’t have come back without reason.
This was a woman more formidable than he, and even though he had shamelessly bullied her before, he still had no confidence now, nor could he take her lightly.
"What? Aren’t you happy to see me?" Guan Kunling smiled faintly, her smile cold yet pure.
Today, she was both the same and somehow different.
She smiled at him.
Lu Chi immediately shook his head, timid and elated, "Come in and let’s talk."
He opened the door, and the two entered the living room.
Guan Kunling’s calm eyes scanned his home, from top to bottom. After some time, she spoke, "I came to return Qiong’er’s clothes." She took off the elegant coat before him, revealing a pure white long dress underneath.
It was the same dress he once gave her, though now it had been cleaned immaculately.
Lu Chi looked at her in confusion. She had returned, wearing the dress he had given her.
Guan Kunling placed the coat on the sofa and said flatly, "But I heard rumors that Qiong’er disappeared. Where did you hide her?" Her question was direct and piercing.
"Did you come back because of Qiong’er?" Lu Chi asked, hesitating.
"Yes, and no," Guan Kunling approached him slowly, smiling faintly. "I’m pregnant." She spoke so plainly, as if it were a natural fact. After being held captive for so long, it would’ve been strange if she weren’t. When she found out, two months had already passed.
Since he was here, he ought to serve a purpose.
She wouldn’t let any of his value go to waste.
"What did you say?"
She spoke too quickly, and he doubted his own ears.
Guan Kunling wasn’t the type to repeat herself.
Lu Chi stared unblinkingly, his voice trembling, "I’m having a child?"
Receiving no response, he became anxious, "Kunling?"
Quietly, Guan Kunling nodded slightly.
Lu Chi covered his face, laughed twice, then, realizing the gravity of it, burst into exhilaration, "I’m going to be a father!"
He was overjoyed!
After living for so long, Jiang Jinghuai already had two children, and others his age had long become fathers—yet not him. And now, the woman he loved was carrying his child!
Finally, life felt meaningful; his life had become complete!
What should he do next? He wanted to turn his back on everything. He wanted to arrange everything perfectly, then leave with Kunling. For this child, he was willing to give up everything—even his current glory and all the unsavory deeds of his past.
The world around him was filthy; he couldn’t let his child be tainted. He wanted to give their unborn child a stable environment!
The three of them needed to leave—they must leave for a place where no one knew them!
This place was too dangerous!
"Don’t panic," Guan Kunling reassured him calmly.
Lu Chi, on the verge of tears from joy, pulled her slender body tightly into his arms, "Thank you, Kunling, thank you!"
Guan Kunling frowned slightly, "Let go."
Lu Chi’s expression shifted awkwardly, and he said sheepishly, "I wasn’t careful. I shouldn’t have held so tightly."
His face softened with an appeasing smile, "I’ll be more careful next time. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Guan Kunling remained composed, "I’m fine."
"I’ll treat you well," he said, taking her hand. "You have to trust me."
Guan Kunling neither affirmed nor denied, asking instead, "Where is Qiong’er?"
Lu Chi lowered his gaze and said nothing.
Guan Kunling, already aware of his inhumanity, changed the subject, "Can I stay the night?"
Lu Chi nodded emphatically, "Of course. I’ll never let you leave again!"
Even though he knew she had ulterior motives, even though he knew she was fearless, even though he knew the road ahead was perilous...he was still willing to keep her close.
Later that evening, Lu Chi took Guan Kunling to the hospital. With the doctor’s confirmation, his heart finally settled. It was true—he was going to be a father!