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I remembered a year ago when my mother-in-law urged us to get checked because we hadn’t had any children. Chen Zimo was busy, so I went alone to get the results. The doctor said he had Azoospermia, with almost no chance of recovery.
I was sad for a long time after that. Chen Zimo had such a strong sense of pride; I knew he wouldn’t be able to handle it. At that time, I still loved him and was afraid he would break down, so I kept it from him and lied, saying it was my body that had issues making it hard to conceive.
Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was. Just after I "confessed" that I couldn’t have children, he immediately got together with Bai Ruo. Perhaps from the very beginning, he just wanted to find a woman to have kids with.
That night, he held me and gently comforted me, saying, “It’s okay, Lin Xi. Even without children, just the two of us can live a romantic life.” He added, “If you want, we can adopt one.” “You are my treasure; having you is enough.”
Those words still linger in my ears, but everything has changed now.
The last tear I shed for him fell onto my hand. I wiped my tears away and found that examination report from back then. I took a photo of it and edited it.
“Mr. Chen Zimo Semen Routine Examination Report” was boldly highlighted in red and sent directly to all employees in his company group chat.
After thinking for a moment, I also sent Chen Zimo a high-definition original image via WeChat, thoughtfully circling the diagnosis of “Azoospermia.”
After doing all this, I turned off my phone and the world became quiet.
Feeling inexplicably relieved, I turned on some music and picked up my paintbrush, inspiration flooding in.
Just as I was getting into the groove of painting, the doorbell rang. I thought it was Su Qing and rushed to open the door.
Standing at the door was Ji Yan, whom I hadn’t seen for a few days. He wasn’t wearing a suit today; instead, he wore light gray casual clothes that made him look particularly sunny.
I admit, I was taken aback by his handsomeness and stared at him blankly.
He chuckled softly with a teasing tone, “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
I quickly stepped aside to let him in.
He naturally walked over and sat down on the sofa.
“What would you like to drink? Coffee?” he asked.
“Uh-huh,” I replied.
I turned around to make coffee.
He took a sip of the coffee and leisurely said, “Are you free tonight?”
“Ah? Why?”
“The class monitor and the others are going out to a bar. Want to join?”
"I... want to finish this painting tonight," I made an excuse.
"You still owe me a meal, remember?" he raised an eyebrow.
I had actually forgotten... I could only force myself to admit, "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten. I'll treat you another day, definitely."
"Tonight," he said firmly, "You’ll come with me; consider it repaying a favor. You don't have to drink, just drive me back."
With that ultimatum, I had no way to refuse.
...
That evening, I arrived at the bar's private room with Ji Yan. As soon as we entered, we were surrounded by various flirtatious glances and cheers. Su Qing was also there, winking at me.
Fearing misunderstandings, I quickly explained, "We ran into each other at the entrance; it was a coincidence."
Ji Yan added, "Yeah, we bumped into each other at our doorstep."
The class monitor immediately seized on the key point: "No way! You two are living together?! Brother Ji, impressive!"
My face instantly turned red.
Ji Yan finally spoke up, "Don't say nonsense; we're just neighbors."
But that explanation clearly lacked credibility. Throughout the night, Ji Yan had blocked almost all the drinks for me. He said I should be the driver, but the protective look in his eyes was obvious to anyone.
...
On the way home, the atmosphere in the car was tense. Ji Yan's gaze occasionally flicked over to me from the passenger seat, and my mind was a jumble.
At an intersection, I pulled over to the side of the road.
"Ji Yan, we need to talk."
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