Hua Sheng didn't say much about Feng Xi's miscarriage.

When Jiang Liu and Ginkgo woke up the next day, Hua Sheng said that Feng Xi accidentally fell last night.

Then he invited a family doctor to prescribe some medicines for postpartum postpartum.

Jiang Liu is a man, so naturally he won’t say much, but Ginkgo really feels sorry for him and follows the lady to take care of Feng Xi.

"Miss Fengxi, don't go back in the next few days, so be at ease here to recuperate."

"Well, don't worry, I will definitely treat this place as my own." Feng Xi smiled.

"Really, don't make a fuss. Raising miscarriage is not a trivial matter. If you can't do it well, it's easy to get the disease. I'll go to the market to buy you a black chicken and stew it for you. You lie down and tell me what you have."

"Ginkgo, please trouble you." Feng Xi was very grateful that Ginkgo cared about him so much.

"What are you saying? You are my lady's friend, just my friend. Needless to say thank you, you're too flirted with me."

After saying that, Ginkgo ran away in a hurry and said he was going to buy the little black chicken.

Hua Sheng accompanied Feng Xi, and he was talking to her, afraid that she would care about the child and that she was in a bad mood.

Feng Xi is a very strong person. He knows that his friends are worried about him, so he naturally doesn’t have a bad face and makes his friends worry, so it seems that it’s okay on the surface.

Only when the night is late, will you think of that child, the little hero who stands up and protects himself in the face of life and death.

She felt uncomfortable and regretful, but she knew that everything was fate.

Originating from a Feng Shui family and being the head of the family, it is naturally destined to be difficult to walk on this road.

On the other hand, Hua Zhi has been very low-key recently and almost kept her door closed.

On this day, she took the initiative to make an appointment with Zhao Shixun to meet in a teahouse where the two often went.

Huazhi likes to drink fruit tea, especially the taste of peaches.

Zhao Shixun is just the opposite. He doesn’t like to drink anything sweet, so he must order Biluochun every time.

Hua Zhi went earlier than him. When Zhao Shixun arrived, Biluochun had already been brewed.

Hua Zhi took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea, "Try it, how about Biluochun this year?"

Zhao Shixun smiled, picked up the teacup, and tasted it lightly.

"Yeah, it's not bad, it's more fragrant than every year."

"It's been ten years since you still love to drink Biluochun, and I... still like fruit tea. When I first met Wang Junxian, he only liked to drink American coffee. It was so bitter that it made people doubt life. I took a sip and vomited."

"What happened later?" Zhao Shixun asked with a smile.

"Later... Wang Junxian didn't know when he abandoned his American style and drank fruit tea with me... The family often prepared peaches. I didn't notice it at first, but when I discovered it, I suddenly realized that a person's habits can also be changed."

"So you actually want to say that Wang Junxian is willing to change for you, but I still insist on being myself, right? So Wang Junxian is more suitable for you than me?"

Zhao Shixun is very smart, so he can immediately understand the meaning of Hua Zhi's words.

Hua Zhi lowered her head and drank fruit tea.

He said slowly, "I have been recalling the past these days, and then I thought about a question. I once thought that what I couldn't let go was you, but in fact, I couldn't let go of myself back then... Wang Junxian, no matter whether I changed or not, I like him now, and you... After all, I live in my memories. I won't say sorry to you, do you know why?"

Hua Zhi looked at Zhao Shixun seriously and sincerely. When her eyes were facing each other, Zhao Shixun suddenly felt that Hua Zhi had grown up and was no longer the girl she used to be.
Chapter completed!