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On that warm afternoon, Song Ying had just finished a call from Xiao Ting, and the smile on her face could no longer be hidden. Her eyes glistened with tears of joy, a clear sign of her overwhelming happiness. She grabbed Lin Wufeng, who was trimming the flowers nearby, and exclaimed, her voice rising with excitement, "Old man, Xiao Ting is pregnant! We're going to have a grandchild!" Lin Wufeng's hand trembled slightly, nearly cutting the wrong branch. But as he processed the news, a radiant smile spread across his face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to sparkle with joy.
Song Ying's hands instinctively began to fidget as she thought about it more and more, feeling a bit unsettled. She murmured, "Xiao Ting is so busy with work; she won't be able to take care of herself during the pregnancy. I can't just stand by and watch her suffer." Turning to Lin Wufeng, her gaze was resolute. "I've made up my mind. When Xiao Ting reaches her second trimester and her belly starts to grow, we'll close the breakfast shop. I'll focus on taking care of her—cooking three meals a day and accompanying her to prenatal check-ups. I'll handle everything." Lin Wufeng set down his shears and patted Song Ying's shoulder in agreement. "You're right. Xiao Ting has never been particularly strong; now that she's pregnant, she needs someone caring by her side."
As they spoke, Lin Wufeng suddenly seemed to remember something. His eyes lit up as he pulled Song Ying to sit on a stone bench in the yard and said seriously, "We’ve saved some money over the years. Now that there's a baby on the way, we’ll need more financial resources in the future. How about we buy an apartment in Shanghai? It would be convenient for taking care of Xiao Ting and the baby. Besides, living at our son and daughter-in-law's place for too long might make them feel uncomfortable; we should consider their feelings too." Song Ying was momentarily taken aback but then smiled brightly, agreeing wholeheartedly. "You think things through so well! Having an apartment in Shanghai would give the baby a stable home!"
Meanwhile, far away in bustling Beijing, Lin Xiao Yu and Lu Zean were both racing down their own paths of dreams. Lin Xiao Yu arrived early at the dance troupe's rehearsal hall. After warming up, she donned her practice outfit and moved like a graceful swallow before the mirror, refining every dance move repeatedly. When she leaped into the air, it was as if she broke through the clouds like a bird—light and daring; when she spun around, her skirt billowed out like a blooming flower. Sweat trickled down her cheeks, soaking her clothes, but her eyes burned with passion for dance as she immersed herself in rhythm and movement without distraction.
In contrast, Lu Zean’s laboratory was eerily quiet; the soft hum of machinery became the only background music. He hunched over at his workstation surrounded by piles of professional books and sheets filled with dense data. His glasses slipped down his nose slightly, but he didn’t bother to push them back up. He occasionally furrowed his brow in thought or rapidly typed on his keyboard while jotting down crucial information. His mind raced as he verified hypotheses and eliminated distractions, fully engrossed in complex academic research—when it was time to study, he devoted himself entirely to it, oblivious to the noise outside.
In Shanghai, Lin Dongzhe and Xiao Ting’s lives took on a new flavor with the arrival of new life. Xiao Ting was strong-willed; despite being pregnant, she still went to work every day on time. Her professional attire cleverly concealed her slightly protruding belly as she walked confidently with an air of competence typical of working women. Colleagues often expressed concern or joked with her; she responded with laughter while remaining meticulous in her work without any sign of slackness.
Lin Dongzhe felt for Xiao Ting; as soon as he got off work, he rushed into the kitchen and donned an apron to become the chef. He researched pregnancy recipes online and prepared delicious meals for her—steamed fish sprinkled with scallions and hot oil released an enticing aroma; its tender meat was rich in high-quality protein—perfect for nourishment; soft red date and barley porridge simmered slowly until thickened—warming and iron-rich. During meals, he would occasionally serve her food while gently reminding Xiao Ting to eat more; his eyes brimmed with love as he focused entirely on ensuring that she had nutritious and comforting meals.
During this time, Xiao Ting felt enveloped in warmth as if wrapped in a layer of sweet affection; happiness radiated from every corner of her heart and eyes. She often gently caressed her still-flat belly with a smile that couldn't help but rise at the corners of her mouth while imagining what their baby would look like and picturing their cozy family life together.
However, early pregnancy nausea unexpectedly added some turbulence to her sweet journey. As soon as the first rays of morning light streamed into the room, Xiao Ting suddenly covered her mouth as waves of nausea hit her stomach violently; she rushed into the bathroom to dry heave, her pale face causing concern for those around her. Lin Dongzhe stood anxiously by her side, worry etched across his features as he furrowed his brows deeply. He gently patted Xiao Ting’s back while murmuring softly: "Sweetheart, if you’re feeling unwell, just rest for a bit. It’s all my fault; I shouldn’t let you go through this." He hurriedly handed her warm water while his eyes reddened slightly.
Meanwhile, far away at home, Huang Ling was anxious upon hearing about Xiao Ting's pregnancy news. That very day she packed her bags and boarded a high-speed train to Shanghai. Throughout the journey, thoughts of Xiao Ting filled her mind; recalling how fragile her daughter had been when sick as a child brought tears to her eyes. Once she arrived in Shanghai without delay, she rushed to Xiao Ting’s home. As soon as the door opened and she saw her daughter’s somewhat haggard face, Huang Ling pulled Xiao Ting into an embrace filled with tenderness while gently patting her back: "My girl, Mom is here now; don’t worry—I’ll take care of you during this time." Turning to Lin Dongzhe next, she earnestly reminded him: "Lin Dongzhe! No matter how busy work gets, you must take care of Xiao Ting; she's carrying two lives now." With that said, she rolled up her sleeves and headed into the kitchen to prepare some nourishing soup for Xiao Ting’s health.
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