Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 2 (45)
Chapter 45 Changes
Because of insomnia that night, Xia Liang slept until about ten o’clock the next morning before waking up.
There was no trace of Zhou Shuo at home, but a note left by Zhou Shuo was found at the entrance, telling him that the milk this morning was warm in the insulator and asking him to remember to drink it; he also told him to eat on time for every meal. Be careful not to turn off your mobile phone while it is charging. If you feel unwell, please contact Dr. Wen as soon as possible.
Xia Liang looked at the neat handwriting on the note, and the image of Zhou Shuo, a tall man lying in the entrance hall writing seriously, appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.
Just a few months ago, he was the one who told Zhou Shuo to do this and that, but now it was Zhou Shuo who told him in every possible way – Xia Liang felt that this feeling was not bad, at least it was quite heartwarming.
For a moment, he wanted to call Zhou Shuo and hear his voice. But he quickly gave up the idea. On the one hand, he estimated that Zhou Shuo should be on the plane at the moment. On the other hand, he subconsciously felt that it seemed inappropriate to do so. As for what was wrong, he didn’t want to think deeply about it.
As soon as he finished drinking the milk, Wen Ping came to visit as usual.
Because of Zhou Shuo’s influence, Wen Ping suddenly fell madly in love with cooking. In addition to taking care of Xia Liang, he bought a bunch of ingredients and learned to cook using the food app.
But for some reason, Wen Ping’s products always have mistakes of one kind or another. Either there is too little water or too much seasoning.
No matter how patient Xia Liang was, she still couldn’t help but complain: “Are you missing something among the five elements? Or are you born with such a noble character that a small kitchen cannot accommodate you?”
”God is fair,” Wen Ping joked to himself with a smile. “Since he has given me some important things, he must take other important things from me.”
Xia Liang thought he was tactfully praising her medical skills, so she rolled her eyes silently, trying not to discredit him.
However, Wen Ping suddenly changed the subject: “By the way, I heard Lan Ze say that you had dreamed about your fetus before. Have you ever dreamed about it again?”
”No more.” Speaking of this, Xia Liang felt a little depressed. She always felt that the child in her belly didn’t seem to be close to her, and the fetal movement was less. It would be good if she could turn over a few times a day.
”The first time it came to you, it must have been slapped away by you, which broke its heart.” Wen Ping said half-jokingly, “The heart of a child is very fragile. After it is born, you have to take good care of it.” Make up for it.”
Xia Liang suddenly fell silent. In his and Zhou Shuo’s original plan, after the child was born, he would first send it out to be raised by someone. After the child was two or three years old, he would take the child back to him as his illegitimate child. As for The mother of the child can be identified by any identity.
However, after listening to Wen Ping’s words, he suddenly remembered his childhood.
Xia’s mother died in childbirth when giving birth to Xia Lin. Xia Liang was only two or three years old at that time. The news of his mother’s death was a big blow to him.
But for more than 20 years, every time he recalled that incident, what impressed him most was not that he cried while holding his mother’s portrait at the memorial service, but that he looked at the newborn baby lying in swaddling clothes with an innocent face. The younger brother who cares about this world.
At that time, he felt that his younger brother was actually much more pitiful than him. At least he had held his mother’s hand, hugged his mother’s neck, and listened to his mother singing lullabies with a gentle voice. However, in his younger brother’s world, his mother’s presence was Almost zero.
Now thinking of the child in his belly, Xia Liang wavered for the first time in months – he didn’t want the child to become the second Xia Lin as soon as he was born.
After lunch, Xia Liang tried to call Zhou Shuo, but the call was not connected.
He estimated that before Zhou Shuo got off the plane, he went into the bedroom to take a nap as usual.
I don’t know how long it took, but he suddenly opened his eyes in a cold sweat. He subconsciously wanted to grab the mobile phone on the bedside table, but maybe because of excessive emotional stress, his hands kept shaking and the mobile phone fell from his fingertips. There was a “dong” sound on the wooden floor.
Wen Ping heard the noise in the living room and immediately opened the door alertly and came in. At a glance, he saw Xia Liang lying on the bedside with his stomach bulging, leaning over with difficulty to get his cell phone.
”Hey, take it easy!” Wen Ping hurriedly came over to help him pick up the phone, put it into his hand and said, “I’m right outside. If you need anything, just call me. Why do you have to be brave?”
Xia Liang gasped and said, “I didn’t expect it at the moment.”
Only then did Wen Ping realize that Xia Liang looked wrong. He knelt down and looked at him carefully and said, “Why are you sweating so much? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?”
”No, I just… had a nightmare.” Xia Liang didn’t have time to explain to him, so he quickly called Zhou Shuo, but the call still didn’t get through.
He looked at the time on his phone and said uneasily: “It’s already this hour, why haven’t you gotten off the plane yet?”
”Maybe the flight is delayed?” Wen Ping guessed, “If you are worried, just leave him a WeChat message and ask him to contact you immediately after turning on the phone…”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. The voice was urgent and revealed a hint of malicious intent.
Xia Liang was already disturbed by nightmares, but when she heard the knock on the door, her uneasiness became more apparent.
However, Wen Ping was still calm at the critical moment. He pressed Xia Liang’s shoulder and said, “You lock the bedroom door and I’ll go out and deal with it.”
He walked out of the bedroom, quickly glanced around, packed up some things special to Xia Liang, and then calmly walked to the entrance and opened the door.
Outside the door were two men in black suits. When they saw Wen Ping, their faces were obviously taken aback.
One of them was quite polite and asked: “Excuse me, does Mr. Xia Liangxia live here?”
Wen Ping raised his eyebrows, deliberately looked the two of them up and down, and asked cautiously: “What do you want from Xia Liang?”
”Our boss invites you.”
”Who is your boss?”
The other person quickly became impatient and said with a straight face: “You just need to tell us whether this is Xia Liang’s home and where all the nonsense comes from.”
Wen Ping saw that these two people were coming with bad intentions. He raised his chin and said, “This is my home. Xia Liang lives next door.”
The two men then turned and knocked on the next door. But that apartment was originally rented temporarily by Wen Ping, so how could anyone open the door?
The two of them knocked on the door for a while, then turned around and saw Wen Ping leaning leisurely at the door, looking at them as if they were watching a show. One of them said patiently: “Can you tell us where Mr. Xia went?”
”I don’t know, maybe he went out with his assistant.” Wen Ping said casually.
”.Impossible, we knew it before.” The other person almost blurted out, but was stopped by his companion.
But Wen Ping still noticed something was wrong from half of his words.
The two men in black failed to find Xia Liang, and couldn’t get any more information from Wen Ping, so they could only leave in frustration.
Wen Ping closed the door and turned around to see Xia Liang opening the door from the bedroom.
”Did you hear everything?” Wen Ping said.
Xia Liang nodded, his face became paler, and he murmured: “Sure enough, the dream is true. Zhou Shuo didn’t get on the plane. Something happened to him.”
