sjar Chapter 1455: No Children for the Time Being
Chapter 1455: No Children for the Time Being
The next morning, as dawn broke in the sky, Nan Yifeng slowly opened his eyes, a hint of tenderness flashing in them.
He turned his head slightly and looked at Nan Weiwei who was sleeping beside him. Her pretty face looked particularly peaceful and gentle in the morning light.
A warm feeling surged in his heart, and he leaned over involuntarily and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead. As if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility, his movements were gentle and affectionate.
Afterwards, Nan Yifeng got up quietly, trying not to make any noise so as not to wake Nan Weiwei.
He walked lightly to a corner of the room, picked up the clothes he had prepared yesterday, and slowly put them on.
Every movement seems so calm and unhurried, yet reveals the anticipation and longing for a new day.
And just as he left the room and went to wash, Nan Weiwei seemed to sense something. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were a little confused at first, as if she had not yet completely escaped from the dream. She just stared blankly at the ceiling above, her eyes were empty and lifeless, but seemed to hide endless thoughts and emotions.
The room was quiet, with only the occasional bird calls outside the window breaking the tranquility.
Nan Weiwei just lay there quietly, without moving a single step, and even her breathing seemed to have become exceptionally gentle.
In her heart, perhaps she was recalling the warm kiss just now, or perhaps she was thinking about the various possibilities of the future. The complex and subtle emotions slowly flowed in her empty eyes.
"Ah," Nan sighed slightly.
Nan Yifeng finished washing up and walked out of the room with a refreshed face. His eyes naturally fell on Nan Weiwei.
She had sat up and was staring out the window in a daze. Her thin figure looked a little lonely in the morning light.
His heart warmed up, and he quickly walked to the bedside, calling softly: "Weiwei, you're awake."
However, before he finished his words, he keenly sensed that something was wrong with Nan Weiwei.
Her eyes seemed a little puffy, her eye sockets slightly red, revealing an indescribable fragility.
Nan Yifeng's heart tightened, and he quickly asked: "Weiwei, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes swollen? Did you cry? Who offended you? Tell me."
His tone was full of concern and anxiety, as if he was afraid of missing any fluctuations in her heart.
Nan Weiwei heard this, shook her head gently, tried to force a smile, and said: "It's okay, maybe I drank too much water yesterday, so I'm a little swollen."
Although her voice was calm, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes that was hard to conceal. Who bullied her? The only person in the world who could bully her was Nan Yifeng.
If it was in the past, Nan Yifeng would have known that she was sad last night, but now, he only found out after a night...
Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei's expression and felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. What happened to Weiwei? She had never been like this before.
He gently held Nan Weiwei's hand and said softly, "Weiwei, if you have anything that makes you unhappy, you must tell me, don't keep it to yourself."
His eyes were full of tenderness and determination, as if telling her that no matter what happened, he would stay with her.
Nan shook his head slightly, said nothing, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Nan Yifeng's eyelids twitched a few times...
On the way to the company, Nan Yifeng was in an extremely heavy mood. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if an invisible pressure was looming over him.
Although his eyes were always fixed on the road ahead, his thoughts had already drifted to Nan Weiwei.
He knew in his heart that Nan Weiwei was not in a good state and always seemed depressed and tired.
This change made him very worried, but he didn't know how to help her.
After a moment of silence, Nan Yifeng finally couldn't help but turned around and looked at Nan Weiwei who was sitting next to him, and asked softly, "What do you want for breakfast?"
Although his voice was gentle, there was a hint of anxiety in it.
Nan Weiwei didn't seem to notice Nan Yifeng's concern. She just replied calmly, "Whatever. Anything is fine. As long as I can fill my stomach."
After hearing Nan Weiwei's answer, Nan Yifeng frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
He thought to himself that Nan Weiwei must be tired of breakfast outside since she answered like that.
After all, eating the same thing every day would make anyone get bored after a while.
Nan Yifeng hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to ask Nan Weiwei.
He said softly, "Weiwei, how about this, I will get up early every day to make breakfast for you? This way you can have a different breakfast, the ones out there are not very healthy anyway."
There was a hint of concern and tenderness in Nan Yifeng's voice, and his tone was full of pampering and care, as if he wanted to make up for his regret of not being able to discover her thoughts in time in this way.
Nan Weiwei heard this, and I gently waved my hand, with a bit of impatience between my brows and an unquestionable determination in my words:
"I told you, no, no, why don't you understand? Just find some food on the roadside, or go to the canteen and have a bowl of warm porridge. You can do it for one day, two days, one month, two months, or one year, but can you do metoclopramide for a lifetime?"
When Nan Yifeng heard this, his body shook slightly, and then he fell into a brief silence.
His deep eyes seemed to have condensed all the light at that moment, but dimmed in an instant.
After a brief silence, time seemed to stand still.
He finally couldn't suppress his inner anxiety, slowly opened his lips and uttered a low and concerned voice.
"slight……"
There was a hint of hesitation in his words, as if he was choosing his words carefully, fearing that he would accidentally touch her sensitive nerves.
However, he decided to continue, "What on earth happened to you today?"
He stared at her, trying to catch some clues from her expression and subtle movements.
He noticed that her brows were slightly furrowed and her eyes were a little wandering, as if something was lingering on her mind and making her unable to calm down.
"You seem a little uneasy." His voice became deeper and deeper, as if he could sense the turmoil in her heart.
Nan tried to raise the corners of his mouth slightly, trying to make his smile look more natural, but that smile was like bubbles floating on the water, which would disappear without a trace at the slightest touch.
"No, you're overthinking it."
Her voice was as gentle as a breeze, yet it seemed to conceal some unspeakable uneasiness, like the undercurrents surging beneath the calm surface of a lake.
That barely perceptible tremor, as thin as a spider's silk, yet looming in the air, makes people feel pity.
"Really?" Nan Yifeng obviously didn't believe it. He watched Nan Weiwei grow up. How could he not know if she had feelings for him?
"Yes, it's just... I don't know why, I feel a little depressed and annoyed for no reason."
Her words were like a kite with a broken string, floating in the air, with no clear direction, yet making people feel the confusion and helplessness.
"Why are you so upset? Tell me and see if I can help you."
"Nan Yifeng, you should also understand the menstrual cycle of girls. There are always a few days every month when the body undergoes some changes, which causes some fluctuations in emotions. This is a normal physiological phenomenon, so sometimes I may suddenly become a little irritable or depressed, so don't take it too seriously."
She sighed softly, as if she wanted to use this reason to explain her current mood, but that sigh revealed a sense of powerlessness.
"Really?" Nan Yifeng looked at her suspiciously, as if he was full of doubts about her words.
After all, this was not her first menstrual period, and past experience told him that she would not be so sentimental during this special period, but would appear particularly excited.
"Really, really! I've told you so many times, why don't you believe it? So, please stop asking me questions like an old lady, okay? I'm not a child, I know all these things by heart."
There was a hint of impatience in her tone when she spoke the last sentence, but behind that impatience was more of a desire to be understood.
Her eyes were somewhat evasive, not daring to look directly at the other person, as if she was afraid of being seen through her inner fragility.
When saying this, Nan Weiwei deliberately made her tone sound relaxed and casual, even with a hint of sarcasm.
However, only Nan Weiwei herself knew that the restlessness and anxiety hidden deep in her heart were like the undercurrents in the sea, seemingly calm on the surface but actually turbulent.
Nan Weiwei lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding Nan Yifeng's gaze that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and prayed silently in her heart that he could understand her insincere words, but she was also afraid that he would really see through her disguise.
The surrounding environment seemed to become solemn at this moment, and there was an imperceptible depression in the air.
The street lights in the distance were dim and hazy, stretching our shadows out and casting them on the ground, making us look lonely and helpless.
The space between her and Nan Yifeng seemed to be shrouded in this inexplicable atmosphere, and at this moment, a sense of distance inexplicably arose in their hearts.
"Nan Yifeng..."
Nan Weiwei called softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, as if she was testing him, or as if she was stating a decision that was difficult to speak of.
Nan Yifeng's fingers rested lightly on the steering wheel, his eyes focused and deep, as if at this moment, the whole world was frozen in his eyes.
He responded softly, "Yeah." The voice was short and plain, but it seemed to contain endless meaning.
At this moment, Nan Weiwei's heart seemed to be hit by something heavy, and the pain made her almost unable to breathe.
She bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to let her voice tremble too obviously: "Children...if there are any, let's not have them for the time being."
When these words came out, it was like a sharp knife cutting into her heart, causing blood to flow and excruciating pain.
Her eyes became dim and empty, as if at this moment, all the light disappeared from her eyes.
She knew in her heart that Nan Yifeng's heart was no longer with her, so what could a child do? It was just one more constraint, one more reason for her to become a resentful woman.
She didn't want this, what she longed for was a love where two people understood each other and supported each other, rather than spending her life alone in this cold palace.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, hiding the pain and helplessness in her eyes.
The air around seemed to become heavy at this moment, and a depressing and dull atmosphere filled the car.
Nan Yifeng's right foot seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and slowly stepped on the brake pedal.
As the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground was heard, the vehicle gradually slowed down and finally stopped steadily on the side of the road.
His hands were still tightly gripping the steering wheel, but he did not let go immediately as usual. Instead, he remained in that position, motionless.
His eyes looked through the windshield and fell straight on a certain point in front of him, as if there was something there that attracted his attention and made him unable to look away.
However, judging from his expression, he was not observing anything intently, but more like he was in deep thought, or perhaps escaping.
His brows were slightly furrowed and his lips were tightly closed, as if there were thousands of words suppressed deep in his heart that he could not say out.
Nan Weiwei sat quietly beside him, feeling mixed emotions, including confusion and fear about the future, as well as deep attachment and reluctance to this relationship.
Nan Yifeng frowned, his tone carrying a hint of anxiety and confusion that was hard to conceal. He turned to look at Nan Weiwei, his deep eyes seemed to penetrate her heart and explore the deeply hidden secret.
"Weiwei, what's wrong with you? Just say whatever you want to say... Don't be so weird, I... I really can't guess what you're thinking."
There was a hint of helplessness and pleading in his voice, as if he was a traveler wandering in the fog, eager to find a bright light to guide him in the right direction.
Nan Yifeng's hands unconsciously increased their grip on the steering wheel; his knuckles turned slightly white from the force, revealing his inner uneasiness and anxiety.
Nan Weiwei's heart trembled when she heard that. She tried to make her expression look calm, but her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed the turmoil in her heart.
She lowered her head, avoiding Nan Yifeng's burning gaze, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I... I just feel that something seems to have changed between us."
Saying this seemed to have exhausted all her courage.
Nan Weiwei clasped her hands tightly together, and the coolness from her fingertips penetrated deep into her heart.
She was afraid, afraid that Nan Yifeng would not understand, and even more afraid that he would understand but pretend not to understand.
Emotions are even more complicated and difficult to describe, and she doesn't want to be the poor creature trapped in the love web.
The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment, and the car was so quiet that only the faint breathing of the two people could be heard.
Nan Yifeng was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke in a low and serious voice: "Weiwei, I know I may have ignored you during this period, but you have to believe that my feelings for you have never changed. If you have any dissatisfaction or doubts in your heart, please tell me directly, and we will face and solve them together."
There was sincerity and determination in his eyes, as if he was making a solemn promise to Nan Weiwei.
However, Nan Weiwei was not completely relieved.
She looked up at Nan Yifeng, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and in the end she just sighed softly and said nothing more.
"Nan Yifeng..."