Chapter 884: : Still alive (2)

Zuo Hancheng appeared in front of her covered in blood, and there was a big fire burning behind him. Every step he walked toward him seemed to have exhausted his life's strength.
Anhao was crying, she heard that she was crying desperately, she just wanted to rush to hug him regardless, even if he was already surrounded by fire.
When she rushed into that sea of ​​fire, everything suddenly turned into chaos. There was no fire or Zuo Hancheng. She was locked in a terrible black world. She could not hear or speak. It was very dark. , Only herself.
Vaguely as if someone was walking towards her, she turned around blankly and saw Zuo Hancheng standing behind her, his eyes were gentle and full of missing her. He was talking, but she couldn't hear him. His mouth saw him calling her name.
Well, well...
...
The night was as cold as water, and An was struggling to sit up abruptly from the bed. She knew it was a dream, she dreamed of him again, and dreamed of Zuo Hancheng standing in the sea of ​​fire and that standing in darkness and loneliness. Of yourself.
In the early winter weather, it would take a few more days for the city to be uniformly heated, and the cold sweat in the room instantly forced her back.
Anhao hugged the quilt and curled up on the corner of the bed, staring blankly at the snowflakes floating outside the window.
The first snow of this year in City A came so quietly.
She returned to City A from Boston in May this year, and it is now November.
From early summer to early winter.
He has been back for half a year.
But everything she has experienced in the past six months has almost taken up most of her life's strength.
Anhao couldn't fall asleep. Every time she dreamed of Zuo Hancheng, she couldn't fall asleep. She got up and put on a thicker pajamas and walked out of the bedroom, opened the bedroom door, and the lights in the hall were bright.
Since she came back to live, the lights have been on in the hall every night. It has been a few months, and the lights in Liu Jingyuan’s room have been always bright, as if waiting for someone who had been away from home to return. When I came back, the house would not be dark.
Huang Amao has something tonight, so he didn't stay here to accompany him again. Besides, after several months of self-education, Anhao, even if he is alone at home, nothing will happen.
She went to pour herself a cup of hot water, held the cup to warm herself, turned around and walked back to the sofa, picked up the computer and turned on the phone, and after the screen was completely lit, she habitually opened the mailbox like every day in the past few months. , Continue to look at the previous mail one by one.
Every word he typed with Mr. V's signature seemed to be her treasured memory, and it seemed that if it were not, she would have no trace of his existence.
Those words leaped in front of her alive, proving that Zuo Hancheng had really appeared in her life.
Regarding the digital code that has taken care of her IQ, in his office, Zuo Hancheng also said that if she could solve it, he would add another 50,000 to her. At that time, Anhao almost exploded her hair.
Now that I think about it, he was despising her IQ.
She scratched her head and thought about such a simple elementary school question combining English pinyin and numbers.
Anhao was holding the computer while watching, feeling angry and amused at the same time.
She didn't know that Mr. V was Zuo Hancheng. If she knew that they were the same person, she would have guessed it already, okay? She had never thought about this at all, and she always thought the answer to the question was a professional term, but in the end he was despised by him.
With a smile, she took a sip of hot water to warm her cold body a little, caressing her belly with one hand, and typing on the computer keyboard with one hand.
Typing with one hand is a bit laborious, but I can barely type out a few words.
"Dear Mr. V, I dreamed of you again. I dreamed that you were smiling at me. I dreamed that I was wearing a wedding dress and standing in a sea of ​​flowers waiting for you. I dreamed that you came to me. You owe me one As for weddings and wedding photos, I have been thinking about that seaside set, Mr. V, when will you be back..."
She turned the sea of ​​fire into a sea of ​​flowers, and turned that piece of darkness and loneliness into a wedding dress.
She would not tell him what she was unhappy or unhappy about.
Even if this is really an e-mail sent to heaven, even if he will never live again, open the mailbox and see her daily chatter, but he may be able to see it in the sky.
She can’t let him feel that she is too cowardly, she can’t let him know that she looks like a normal person during the day, but can’t sleep every night every night. She seems to know what insomnia was caused by Zuo Hancheng during the three years she left. , And because of why I didn't return to Liu Jingyuan to live.
When she was quiet, she felt that there was him in every corner of the house. He was talking to him, he was smiling at her, he was walking towards her, he was undressing, he was taking a shower, he was eating, He is reading a magazine...
He has always existed in this home. She looked at every corner. She wanted to talk to him, but when she opened her mouth, she quietly retracted those gazes, and only put her hand on her stomach, feeling the constant inside. The little life quietly in her stomach.
My hand was on my stomach, and I didn't know what was wrong. The little thing in my stomach suddenly moved as if I felt my mother was touching him.
Anhao was also at the moment of a faint movement in his stomach, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at his slightly bulging stomach, with his hands still attached to it, as if he felt a little curious and inconceivable and continued to gently use his hands. Caress there.
It took a long time for the little thing to move again, but it was very weak, not strong.
Anhao put down the computer abruptly and stood up, walking back and forth in the room, touching his belly with his hands.
She felt her baby move! She finally felt the baby move!
Some pregnancy knowledge books say that under normal circumstances, fetal movement can be felt from about 14 to 18 weeks, but there has been no movement in her stomach. The child has never disturbed her obediently, which led to a good month. After going to the hospital for two birth checkups, the doctor also said that she was too nervous and that her baby was healthy.
Peacefully paced back and forth in the room, laughing while walking, stroking her belly with her hand, and lowering her head to her belly, and said softly and gently: "Little gourd baby, you are obedient and healthy. Grew up in mom’s belly, so let’s wait for dad to come back together, okay?"
I don't know if it is really sensitive. The little thing in my stomach that has the ability to move a little bit moves again recently.
Anhao almost burst into tears. She laughed with tears in her eyes. This was the first real smile from the heart since she returned from the United States.