After the actor broke up

Luo Jingyu stood at the door with a large bunch of bright red roses in his arms, and seemed to feel that his actions were a bit abrupt and hypocritical. After all, Wen Zheng was not a woman, so sending flowers or something was a bit far-fetched.

But his fans said that showing love to his lover is actually regardless of gender.

Wen Zheng was stunned for a while, and didn't know what to say to this flower. He was almost thirty, and he was still a big man, but his heart was still beating numbly. Silently turned and left back to the room.

It's a bit different from what I imagined, shouldn't it be a red face saying thank you?After Luo Jingyu hugged the flowers and had a spiritual exchange with his parents, the old man and the old lady β Fang Huori laughed happily in the water forest display area, and his silly son was romantic and his painting style was still very good-looking.

Wen Zheng probably didn't like the flower, so Luo Jingyu threw the rose casually on the coffee table and knocked on the door.

After knocking for a while, Wenzheng's nasal voice came: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

When Luo Jingyu walked in, he saw Wen Zheng sitting with his back to him.

Just as Luo Jingyu was about to walk over, Wen Zheng said, "Jingyu, don't come here yet, I, I'm thinking about something."

The voice was muffled, as if she had been crying.

Luo Jingyu sat on the other side, and said in a low voice: "Do you not like that flower? I'm sorry Wenzheng, I didn't treat you as a woman. Don't be angry, and don't be bored in your heart. If you don't like it, you can scold me and you can't let it go." You can punish me if you want.” It really takes a lot of patience to coax a person.

"No, I like it very much. You gave it to me. I like it..." I just liked it so much that I burst into tears for some reason. He felt that he was too hypocritical, and he didn't want Luo Jingyu to see him so sissy.

"What's the matter? Why are you still crying?" Luo Jingyu put his hand on his shoulder and asked with concern.

When a person is wronged, once someone who cares about comforts him, the tear glands will open uncontrollably, and the tears that Wenzheng finally suppressed will fall even more fiercely. He is afraid that Luo Jingyu will not dare to wipe them when he sees them, so he can only work hard. Let the voice chase Luo Jingyu normally: "You go out first, I, hiccup..." Why did you hiccup, Wenzheng was about to collapse.

Seeing that something was wrong, Luo Jingyu stopped detours and went directly to Wenzheng and squatted down. Wenzheng pursed his lips and turned his head hastily, golden beans crackled and his cuffs turned dark.

Luo Jingyu understood what it means to be distressed. He quickly sat next to Wen Zheng and held up the other's face, not letting Wen Zheng hide. As soon as his warm fingertips wiped his tears, Wen Zheng's tightly pursed lips instantly shrank and turned red. Tears welled up in the red eyes.

Wen Zheng buried her head in Luo Jingyu's shoulder, choked up and said, "I don't want to cry... I don't know what's wrong..."

Luo Jingyu stretched out his hand to circle him, patted him lightly and asked, "Is there something bothering you?"

"No, I just miss you..."

"To be honest, being bored is not good for you or our little girl." Luo Jingyu coaxed.

Wenzheng was silent for a while, and then whispered: "It's just hypocritical, I don't know why I cry so much, I want to cry when it moves, I cry when I can't breathe, I cry when I can't sleep at night, and I cry when I miss you... I Are you sick?"

"No, it's probably because there's a little girl in my stomach, and she's too delicate, which affects you." Luo Jingyu tilted his head and kissed his forehead, "I miss you too."

"You like filming so much, will you miss me?" Wen Zheng didn't mean to be sarcastic, but asked with his own cognition.As soon as the matter of filming was mentioned, Wenzheng felt sour in his heart, and many words that he would not say on weekdays came out now, "The little boy who acted with you is so good-looking, will you miss me?" The more I think about it, the more wronged I get. Those photos and stills flashed by in front of my eyes. When Wen Zheng saw me, the grievances of the past few days broke out, and the tears that had finally stopped came out again. The clothes on Luo Jingyu's chest, buried his head in his arms and sobbed.

All the grievances and uneasiness came one after another, thinking of the gloomy days, thinking of Luo Jingyu's careful treatment of Ji Xian, Wenzheng couldn't be more sad.

Luo Jingyu felt that he was a sinner who was not involved in all kinds of evils, so he didn't dare to say much, so he could only comfort him quietly.

Wen Zheng was tired from crying, wiped away her tears and asked Luo Jingyu, "Where are my flowers?"

"On the coffee table, I thought you didn't like it, so I didn't bring it in."

"It's the first time I've received flowers when you bring them in." Wen Zheng pushed Luo Jingyu, urging Luo Jingyu to bring them in.

It took only a moment for Luo Jingyu to carry the flowers in, and the tired Wenzheng was already leaning against the head of the bed and dozing off bit by bit.

As soon as Luo Jingyu came in, he hurriedly opened his hands to ask for flowers, without even fully opening his eyelids.

Luo Jingyu laughed. Will Wenzheng regret this change after giving birth to their little girl?

Luo Jingyu sent the flowers to Wenzheng's arms, and was about to fall asleep holding the flowers. Luo Jingyu had no choice but to take off Wenzheng's shoes, socks and coat, and let Wenzheng sleep with the flowers under the quilt.

When he came out, Mother Luo asked him, "Have you coaxed him?"

"Ah."

Luo's father interrupted from the side: "Jingyu, you must not be annoying, Xiaozheng is already considered top-level reasonable, you don't know that your mother... ouch...old woman, don't throw things around!"

Luo's father and Luo's mother bickered, Luo Jingyu shook his head, and went into the kitchen to look for food. He came in a hurry and hadn't eaten yet.Luo's father and Luo's mother quarreled in cold wars when they were young, but when they were old, they quarreled all day long.

...

When Luo Jingyu had a good meal and was dealing with some things in the study, he received a message from Wen Zheng.

[The girl saw the flowers you sent, and seemed impatient to come out...]

Luo Jingyu was so frightened that the phone came out of his hand and hurriedly got up and tripped over the stool. He fell so hard that he broke a large piece of skin on his elbow.

Mother Luo was so frightened that she rushed to the door of the study with the chicken knife and father Luo. Luo Jingyu rushed out of the study: "Dad, call the hospital, Xiaozheng is about to give birth." After speaking, he ran to the bedroom .

"What!?" Luo's father panicked, but Luo's mother was still calm. She asked Luo's father to call and went to pack things by herself.

When Luo Jingyu entered the bedroom, Wenzheng was sitting on the head of the bed sweating profusely. Seeing Luo Jingyu's flustered and violent appearance, Wenzheng certainly heard Luo Jingyu's movement in the study, and he smiled to comfort him: "Don't worry...it's okay."

Luo Jingyu hugged Wenzheng horizontally, and found that Wenzheng was shaking with pain all over his body, and his pajamas were all sweaty. How long has it been in pain?

Luo Jingyu didn't ask, Mother Luo came over and put a coat on Wenzheng, and the family hurried downstairs.

Luo's father sat in the passenger seat, and Luo's mother and Wen Zheng sat in the back seat.Mother Luo held Wenzheng's sweaty and cold hand, and said in a rambling manner: "Don't be afraid, Xiaozheng, you'll be in the hospital in a while, don't bear the pain, mom is here, don't be afraid..." Nonsense After talking for a while, he started to cry.

The heater in the car was fully turned on, but Wen Zheng, who was covered with a thick blanket, still felt cold.From time to time, the little girl in her stomach would run amok like a bastard, and the pain made Wenzheng's mouth smell like blood.But when he saw Mother Luo crying, he couldn't help but squeezed Mother Luo's hand tightly, and comforted him softly: "Mom...I'm fine...it doesn't hurt that much..."