Chapter 11

It started raining in the evening.

My foot slipped, and I tumbled into a shallow pit at the foot of the slope.

A warm liquid gushed from my lower body at once.

I instinctively dared not look down.

Zhou Heng, like a madman, tore off his clothes and covered me with them, rushing down the mountain in only his shorts and vest to find help.

I soaked in the cold rain and bloody water until my body went numb from the chill.

By the time I woke up again, the surgery was already over.

It was a shabby, drafty little clinic in the town.

They could only save me in the most direct way.

The price was that I could never get pregnant again.

I was only 25, just two months pregnant.

I couldn’t take it.

I begged Zhou Heng to divorce me.

He refused no matter what.

Without discussing with anyone, he went ahead and had a vasectomy.

He lay in his hospital gown at my bedside, crying, begging me over and over:

“Honey, please… don’t leave me… The child is gone, let it be gone. I only want you! Without you, I truly can’t go on…”

His parents rushed over.

The whole family knelt before my parents, pleading for forgiveness.

I believed him.

Believed his words, “If we divorce, I’ll die with you.”

Believed that while I was unconscious, he went to every temple in the mountains, kneeling until his knees bled, just to pray for my safety with all his heart.

I also gambled on the eternity of these tears and vows.

But now?

I stared fixedly out the window at those two who were glued together.

The suspicion in my heart finally settled-

Zhu Wanwan touched her belly, while Zhou Heng obediently crouched down, pressing close to her lower abdomen.

Her red dress traced out a faintly rounded curve.

What a touching moment full of tenderness.

I laughed until tears wouldn’t stop.

He had actually gone and had the reversal surgery.