After dinner, Jiang Ci went back.

Returning to his apartment, he lit a cigarette.

He rarely smoked or drank in front of Jiang's mother, and the same was true in the hospital, but once he got home, he could no longer restrain himself.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking down, you can see the lights of thousands of houses.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up loosely to his elbows. Jiang Ci stood by the window, holding a cigarette in one hand. The smoke slowly rose up, and his chiseled profile was vaguely visible in the light and shadow.

There are only these thousands of lights in his pupils, which are peaceful and stable, but his eyes contain different emotions, with turbulent clouds and dark waves.

The bank transfer slip Jiang's mother gave him was folded in his trousers pocket.

On the way back, he had already called someone to check. The order was genuine, and the account into which the eight million was credited belonged to Jiang Shu's bank card. The current status of the money was that it had been withdrawn.

After smoking a cigarette, Yao Man called.

"Aci, are you at home?"

"Um."

"I made some snacks tonight. Let's send them to you. You can use them for breakfast tomorrow."

"It's getting late, no need."

"It's not far. It's only a twenty-minute drive from where I live to yours. The snacks are still hot, you can try them."

"No, I'm too tired from work today and I'm going to sleep."

"Oh, that's it... Then you go to bed early and I won't disturb you. Don't be too tired from work and pay attention to your health."

"Well, good night."

"Good night."

Yao Man's voice is sweet and delicate, with the inexperience and simplicity of a girl in her twenties or thirties. She is also a little princess who is well protected by her family. She has had everything going smoothly since she was a child and has never experienced any setbacks. After returning from studying abroad,

Later he became a music teacher at the university.

Jiang Ci frowned deeply and wanted to smoke another cigarette. However, he touched his pocket and found that the cigarette case was empty.

In everyone's eyes, he and Yao Man are a perfect match, no matter from every aspect.

Jiang Ci turned around.

His apartment was still like this. Ever since Jiang Shu left without saying goodbye, he had thrown away all her things.

After throwing it away, there seemed to be no scent of that woman in his apartment. Similarly, no one would hug his waist and snatch his quilt when he went to bed at night.

Jiang Ci strode into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, bent down and poured cold water on his face.

The sound of "swishing" water sounded particularly noisy in the quiet apartment, but it also highlighted the loneliness and quietness of the apartment.

Everything is different.

…

Pingcheng.

The weather is getting colder, and late autumn is gradually entering early winter. When I wake up every morning, there is always a layer of white frost flowers hanging on the lawn, crystal clear, and they will melt little by little when the sun rises.

After Jiang Shu became pregnant, she was a little afraid of the cold and was often woken up by the cold at night. In fact, her health was not as good as she thought after spending many years in clubs, drinking and smoking.

The previous clothes were no longer wearable, so Jiang Shu went to the mall and bought several sweaters, skirts and coats for pregnant women.

She was wrapped in a gray woolen coat, and she happened to be going to the hospital for a prenatal check-up today.

Early in the morning, she put on a pair of comfortable flat shoes and tied a scarf.

It's really cold in the morning.

She went to the hospital she usually went to.

Seeing that she was coming alone again, the female doctor pushed up her glasses and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't your husband going to accompany you?"

"He's busy with work, it's nothing."
Chapter completed!