In early August, Zhang Wei was busy with the channel recruitment meeting in Fuzhou. Instead of returning to Guangzhou, Zhang Wei flew directly back to Shanghai from Fuzhou.

Before he came to Fuzhou for a business trip, he and Lu Wenfeng took three days of family leave. After spending a few days with Shirley on May Day last time, he and Shirley hadn't seen each other for three months.

And when I talked to Shirley last weekend, Shirley said that she had been feeling very uncomfortable recently, always feeling nauseous and had no appetite for food.

After all, Shirley suffers from leukemia, and her long-term use of targeted drugs has made her very weak. This is like a bomb that may blow up Zhang Wei's family at any time. Therefore, when Zhang Wei heard that Shirley was not feeling well,

His mind had already flown back to Shanghai.

August is a season of frequent rainstorms, and because Zhang Wei's flight was delayed for more than three hours, it was already past 9pm when he got home.

Zhang Wei took out the key, opened the door, and turned on the light. The light illuminated the living room, but Zhang Wei felt a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

Ya Ya didn't know when she squatted at the door, but she just tilted her head and looked at him, showing no intention of rubbing his ankles at all.

Seeing that Yaya did not show the "enthusiasm" he once had, Zhang Wei took the initiative to show his enthusiasm, immediately dropped his backpack, grabbed Yaya who was trying to escape, held him in his arms and rubbed his face against Yaya's furry head.

"Did Yaya miss daddy?"

Zhang Wei wanted to kiss his cat master, but the cat master didn't give him face. He directly touched his "pig mouth" with his hind foot, showing a very disgusted look.

After Zhang Wei sucked the cat to no avail, he had no choice but to forcefully brush his teeth a few times. However, the cat owner was dissatisfied and broke away from his arms and ran back to the bedroom.

Zhang Wei sighed helplessly. It was obvious that Yaya was unfamiliar with him. In the past, even if Yaya acted impatiently, he would temporarily give up the nobility of the cat master and let him, the shit shoveler, take a few sips.

After changing into slippers, Zhang Wei looked around the living room. The layout of the house was still the same as before, with no changes.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei realized why he felt strange.

The floor has been polished to a shiny new look, there are no untied dishes placed haphazardly on the dining table, and there are no clothes hanging on the backs of chairs. Even the pillows on the sofa are neatly placed, with no trace of anything like

Once thrown on the sofa casually...

It was this cleanness and neatness that was different from what he remembered in the past that made him feel a little strange.

"I'm really used to being a pig." Zhang Wei laughed and complained to himself in his heart.

Maybe Zhang Wei made a little noise when he walked, or maybe Yaya who escaped into the bedroom woke up Shirley. Just when Zhang Wei tiptoed to wash his hands, the lights in the bedroom came on, and at the same time there was a sound of snow.

Li's voice.

"david?"

"Dear, it's me, are you awake?" Zhang Wei immediately responded loudly.

He knew that Shirley was timid and was afraid that keeping silent would scare her.

Shirley came out of the bedroom sleepily and glanced at the clock on the wall: "David, why did you come back just now? Aren't you supposed to take the afternoon flight?"

Zhang Wei and Shirley explained the reason for the flight delay, and Shirley said with a look of sudden realization: "No wonder I see you have lost a lot of weight. It turns out you haven't had dinner yet, hehe, it just so happens that I haven't had dinner either.

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Shirley's brain circuit is so strange. Of course, this is not a problem of IQ, but the kind of low-minded cuteness that she only shows in front of Zhang Wei, which is equivalent to cuteness and stupidity.

"Dear, you take a rest first, I'll go cook right away. By the way, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Wei turned around and asked while washing his hands.

Shirley smiled and shook her head.

Zhang Wei frowned, wiped his hands and walked over to look at Shirley: "Dear, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shirley tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "You didn't mention it, I haven't felt it yet, but when you mentioned it, I immediately felt a little uncomfortable again... uh..."

Before she finished speaking, Shirley rushed into the bathroom with her mouth covered and retched into the toilet.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei hurriedly followed in and gently patted Shirley on the back.

Shirley retched for a while, but didn't spit out anything, but said she felt much better.

At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly had a thought in his mind: Could Shirley's situation be a common scenario in TV dramas?

Is she pregnant...?!

Zhang Wei helped Shirley to sit on the sofa, then ran to pour a glass of hot water for Shirley, and then sat down next to Shirley, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Shirley's belly.

However, because Shirley was on the fat side, Zhang Wei didn't see anything, so he asked cautiously: "Dear, apart from nausea and retching, have you felt any other discomfort recently?"

Seeing Zhang Wei's serious question, Shirley frowned and thought for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "No... does a headache count?"

Headaches are a long-standing problem of Shirley, so of course it cannot be counted. Zhang Wei saw that Shirley never seemed to think about pregnancy, so he guided him and asked: "Have any of your relatives been here recently?"

"Relative? Who?" Shirley looked at Zhang Wei in confusion.

"Who else could it be? Your aunt!" Zhang Wei said angrily. He was quite speechless. Which one of us is the woman?

Shirley suddenly said: "You're asking this, I haven't been here recently, by the way, what's the date today? Ah!" As soon as she asked the question, she seemed to suddenly understand, she screamed, and her face changed.

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Zhang Wei was startled by Shirley's fierce voice. Before he could recover, he saw Shirley holding his arm tightly.

"David, I swear I have never done anything to regret you. You have to believe me, I have never cheated..."

Seeing Shirley looking aggrieved and about to cry, Zhang Wei quickly said that he had never thought of it that way.

"You must think so, otherwise why would you think so?" Shirley pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, expressing disbelief. "Besides, you haven't been home for so long, and I seem to be pregnant. No matter who it is,

They all think so, how could you not think so... Wuwu..."

While talking, Shirley started to cry.

It took Zhang Wei a long time and a lot of effort to coax Shirley to stop crying.

However, Shirley still felt aggrieved. In the final analysis, she was overly anxious. She hadn't figured it out yet, so she couldn't explain it even if she wanted to. But the more she couldn't explain, the more anxious she became.

Zhang Wei has never doubted Shirley. Although Shirley is still so cute, her figure has long been out of shape due to the hormones contained in targeted drugs. In addition, her face is very pale because she has been staying at home for a long time. This appearance itself is

He does not have the basic conditions to love Zhang Wei... (Ahem, this is just an objective analysis. Zhang Wei said that he definitely does not dislike Shirley.)

What's more, Zhang Wei absolutely believes that Shirley cares about each other's feelings as much as he does. The two have been together for almost twenty years, which is longer than the time they spent together with their parents since childhood. This feeling has long been integrated into each other's bones.

It’s not a blood relationship but a blood relationship. Zhang Wei feels that if such a deep relationship cannot be trusted, then what else in the world can be trusted?

But what made Zhang Wei angry and distressed was that even in this situation, Shirley did not give up sitting in front of the computer all night to pluck wool.

According to Shirley, life must go on no matter what, but if you miss the opportunity to collect good wool from foreign countries, you have really missed it, and there may not be such an opportunity again in the future.

Shirley was very stubborn in this matter. Zhang Wei tried to persuade her several times but had no choice but to let her go. He even stopped sleeping and helped Shirley pick up good foreign wool.

No way, Shirley's income in this month has been explosive. She actually earned more than 3,000 dollars in one month, which is much higher than Zhang Wei's salary. It's no wonder that Shirley is reluctant to part with it.

Even Zhang Wei himself was moved.

The alarm at noon the next day woke up Zhang Wei. He only lasted until four in the morning last night, and then he could no longer hold on and was persuaded by Shirley to go back to the room to sleep. The reason why he set the alarm at noon before going to bed was that

It's because I have to do something very important today.

He and Shirley agreed last night to take Shirley to the hospital for a check-up today.

It took the two of them an hour to solve the lunch problem, and another twenty minutes to push the car that had been parked in the garage for six or seven months on fire, and then they were out the door.

Although Zhang Wei spent a lot of effort pushing the cart, he was still very satisfied with the performance of the little Tutu. It was just because the battery was out of power after stopping for so long. It was still smooth along the way and did not give Zhang Wei any face.

look.

Arriving at the District Central Hospital at two o'clock in the afternoon, they inquired, registered, checked, and waited for reports... After a set of procedures, both of them were very tired. If Zhang Wei hadn't been busy, Shirley would definitely not have been able to persist alone.

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As soon as the two returned home from the hospital, Shirley couldn't hold on any longer. She didn't want to eat dinner and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep. However, she only slept for less than two hours before she woke up.

Zhang Wei was hiding on the balcony, smoking and thinking, when Shirley, who had just woken up, called him back to the living room.

After Shirley pulled Zhang Wei to sit down on the sofa, she leaned her head on Zhang Wei's shoulder and asked softly: "David, now that I really have it, what should I do now?"

Zhang Wei took a deep breath and said resolutely: "Abort it."

When Shirley was sleeping, he had already made it clear that he could not have this child.

Shirley was silent for a long time: "David, please think about it again. Since you are pregnant, why don't you give birth...I can stop taking the medicine. There are also people in our patient group who have given birth to children after getting sick. You don't like it very much."

Daughter?"

After listening to Shirley's words, Zhang Wei held back his sadness and said firmly: "We don't need children, it's enough for me to have you!"

"I'm sorry, David, I'm sorry, if I hadn't been sick... we would have had a daughter..."

Zhang Wei held Shirley, who was crying, in his arms. He couldn't help but shed tears at this moment, but he still smiled and comforted: "It's not your fault, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of you..."

Zhang Wei raised his arm and wiped his tears with his sleeve, and then said: "I am the one who should be sorry. I was too willful and made you suffer."

The test results in the afternoon showed that Shirley was already three months pregnant. The time should have been around May Day. At that time, it was because Zhang Wei was impulsive and did not take safety measures, so Zhang Wei blamed himself.

"David, you really don't have to think too much about my illness. The doctor also said this afternoon that the baby looks very healthy now..." Shirley raised her head from Zhang Wei's arms, her eyes dim with tears.

"We already have Yaya, he is our baby." Zhang Wei looked at Shirley with a smile, and raised his hand to gently wipe her tears, feeling extremely distressed.

If Shirley didn't need life-long medication, if Shirley didn't have leukemia, and if there was no great genetic risk for leukemia, he would definitely agree to have this child.

But reality will never have so many ifs, and what has happened cannot be changed again. We can only rationally let things develop in a better direction, but the rationality at this time is so cruel...

Zhang Wei really wanted to have a daughter. He envied those fathers who had daughters. He really wanted to be like those fathers and hear their daughters sweetly call daddy in a childish voice...

He often fantasizes about being like those fathers who, when their daughter is acting coquettishly in his arms, rub her hair and ask her with a smile if she wants a doll...
To be continued...