Chapter 444 - Zhou Jian Story (3) Jian Han, Don’t Leave, I Am Begging You.
Chapter 444: Zhou Jian Story (3) Jian Han, Don’t Leave, I Am Begging You.
They did not say anything more. They reached their destination in silence.
Zhou Dayuan turned the engine off and pulled his keys out. He got out of the car and routed around the car to walk to the back door before using his hands to open the car door.
Jian Han walked out.
She lifted her head in a blur as she looked in front of her. It was bright and shining in front of her, and it was a large hall in the middle of the city.
She had a look, and she did not have any memories of this place in her mind. She did not know where she was.
At this moment, there was a warmth in her palm. It turned out that her small hand was held, and Zhou Dayuan held her hand as they walked.
She lowered her gaze down to look at their hands that were held together. His large hand was very beautiful. It was long and white, and it did not resemble a man’s hand. His clean black sweater sleeves covered his wrists and exposed his luxurious watch a little, and he looked like a wealthy person.
Jian Han felt her ears turned hot.
The door of the large hall was pushed open, and Jian Han walked in.
This was a place with cream white pastel decorations. There was a luxurious crystal chandelier on the ceiling. There were many green plants in sight, and there was a premium lamb-wool carpet below her feet.
There was a heater in the hall, and the ambience was warm and comfortable.
She had a look, at the reception. There were some sparkling words in gold — Jian’s Psychological Clinic
Jian Han did not regain her senses, and she was brought into an office. There was an office desk made out of agarwood, a genuine leather chair, and a sofa, and there was a mustard-yellow wool carpet…
…
There was a relaxation room further inside. The relaxation room was brightly lit, and there was a rocking chair made out of rattan together with a round beige bed.
She was looking on, and she was suddenly hugged from behind. A deep, gentle voice rang out in her ears. “Do you like it?”
“Huh?” She did not understand.
“In the future, don’t go to the hospital to work. I opened a psychological clinic for you.”
This was like someone who studied design. She had her own work studio, and a person that learned dance, she had her own stage. The thing that Jian Han had now, was a clinic that belonged to her.
“This would cost a lot, right?” Jian Han’s eyes were sparkling as she looked at every decoration, and she coyly asked her question.
“Yeah…” the man said nonchalantly. “It did cost quite a bit of money, but we do not care that much. Your husband has money. Didn’t we agree to this? In the future, I will be in charge of earning money. Half would be used to raise our son, and the other half would be for you to spend.”
There was a beautiful smile on Jian Han’s lips, and she suddenly felt that her heart was so so sweet.
But…
She turned around and brought both of her small hands to push the man’s chest. She used an alien and fearful gaze to look at Zhou Dayuan. “Who are you? Why did you have to hug me? Pervert!”
She lifted her right leg up and bent her kneecap, kicking the zipper of his pants directly.
Zhou Dayuan ducked away quickly. “Wifey, listen to me speak…”
Jian Han did not let go of him. She took a pillow by her side casually as she threw it in his direction. “Who is your wife? You are down with paranoia right? Say it! You are such a dumb fool. Look at you trying to hug me again, rascal!”
Zhou Dayuan who coaxed his wife for the entire journey: “…”
Forget it, she lost her memory now. In order not to provoke her, he ran off.
Zhou Dayuan, who was warm and confident, lifted his long legs to run out of the doors of the clinic. The small woman behind him did not chase after him.
He stood up straight. The corners of his lips that were curled up were flattened down. He lifted his eyes to look at the sun in the sky. The days seemed to be the same, but she was already unable to understand his romantic words.
He placed one hand in his red coat and used another hand to hold his car keys before he descended the steps, one by one.
One month passed, and Jian Han’s condition did not show any sign of improvement. She kept forgetting things and people repeatedly. It was good that her personality was soft and calm. Other than this clinic, she did not go out anywhere else, but whenever she went out the door, Zhou Dayuan would appear by her side.
There was a night, Zhou Dayuan was reading medical documents in the study, and he suddenly heard a scream. “Ah!” He quickly stood up and pushed open the bedroom door.
He could no longer sleep together with her anymore, and he slept in the guest room.
He switched the lights in the bedroom. He saw that small woman rolling on the bed non stop. Her small face that was red that was moisturized by him turned white immediately. Her face was covered in tears. She was muttering something non stop. “Dad, Mum, I really miss both of you too much. Woo woo… I don’t want… Dad, Mum, don’t push me away. I am very very sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose. I would not dare to do so in the future… I am your daughter; don’t chase me away…”
“Jian Han.” Zhou Dayuan quickly ran over to the side of the bed. He kneeled on the bed with one knee and stretched out his hand to pat her small face lightly. “Jian Han, wake up for a moment. Wake up. This is only a dream. Your parents loved you. They would not chase you away.”
The small woman on the bed was shivering from head to toe. Her black silk-like hair was stuck on her face because of her tears and sweat. She painfully muttered, “Dad, Mum, I am sorry. I am really sorry. I love both of you… Woo woo. I do not dare anymore. I wouldn’t dare to love him anymore. I have forgotten him now, okay? Dad, Mum. Woo woo…”
Zhou Dayuan heard her words as he felt a knife stabbed into his heart. He was stabbed deeply, and his entire heart was in utter pain.
Loving him had already turned into an obstacle that she could not overcome.
Zhou Dayuan sat on the bed. He stretched his hand to hug the small woman. He did not know what to say. Every word he said now was so weak and frail, and he could only coax her gently, using all of the strength in his body. “Jian Han, could you not be like this? It is all my fault. Don’t punish yourself like that. Really, don’t be like that…”
After he hugged her, Jian Han was provoked. “Don’t, don’t. Get lost!” She used her hands and legs to batter him. As she escaped his embrace, she was crying. She was crying non stop. She was crying so painfully, the quiet room was filled with her sobbing. It was like blood dripping out of her heart, and every drop was so painful.
“Don’t come close to me, don’t… Dad, Mum, I don’t want him anymore. I do not dare to want him anymore; forgive me…”
As she spoke, her small gentle hand touched her abdomen that had a small bump already. “Dad, mum, are you going to blame me for having his child? Woo woo, this child should not have come. I wasn’t the one being selfish… Dad, mum, I don’t want the child now. I am begging you to bring me along with you…”
Jian Han kneaded her hand into small fists and started to hit her own abdomen.
Zhou Dayuan’s warm gaze contracted violently. A long, thin needle came towards the top of his head. “Jian Han!” he shrieked as he flew over.
He held her small fist in his palm. He used his elbow to press her small shivering body into his embrace as he said, “Jian Han, don’t… Don’t be like this. I am begging you now…”
He kissed half of her small face that she buried in the pillow messily. He was in a panic, in pain. Everyone that had a lover in their life, they would experience the bitterness of being in love in the end.
“Jian Han, I am begging you not to harm our son. He is innocent… He is already more than three months now. He is formed already. You are his mother; how could you not want him?”
Jian Han was struggling. He did not know where she got the energy to push him away. She used both her hands and feet as she wanted to come down from the bed. “Dad, Mum, where are you going. Wahh wah. I don’t want anything anymore. I am begging you to bring me away…”
Zhou Dayuan was pushed away. His back crashed into the headboard, and he looked at the woman that was on the brink of going mad, then he looked at her abdomen that was already showing, and he suddenly felt hot liquid stream out of his eyes.
He believed in it. It turned out that being in love with one another could be so difficult.
He shed tears and stretched his hands out to open the drawer beside the bed. There was a small first aid box in the drawer. He opened it and took out a needle from inside.
He did not have any other choice.
She was a three months-pregnant woman. How could he use needles on her?
But what else could he do if he did not use needles Could he bear to look at her bring his three month old son away?
He closed his eyes as he took the small woman over. He allowed her to perch on his thighs, and he used his thumb on his left hand to press the meridian point on her back. He was swift and cruel as he stabbed it in.
“Ah!” The woman screamed out loud. She opened her mouth as she bit him harshly.
Time seemed to freeze. The room was so quiet. All they could hear was the winter wind blowing from the window. The woman who was so emotional previously bit his thigh and did not move at all.
Zhou Dayuan took out the needle and threw it onto the floor. The part that she bit was already bleeding with fresh blood. It was probably very painful, but this did not match up to the amount of pain that his heart was feeling at this moment.
He stretched both of his hands out, and it was only then that he realized that he was shaking. His hands shook as he tidied the messy strands of hair stuck on her small face. He lifted her body to take her in his embrace. “Jian Han, did the needle hurt? Sorry, I am really sorry…. I also do not know what else to do. Why don’t you come and teach me what to do?”
“Woosh.” The woman vomited in his embrace.
There was the taste of iron in her mouth. She vomited violently, as if she were going to vomit all of the bile that was left in her gut.
Zhou Dayuan patted her back while feeling flustered. Every pain that she showed right now was just like a whip that hit his soul, and he was in even more pain compared to her.
The woman stopped vomiting after a while. Because there was nothing left to vomit, as she retched, her face was covered in tears. Zhou Dayuan pulled her into his embrace. She felt that she came from the sea, and her nightgown was already damp.
He picked her up horizontally and took her to the bathroom. He filled the bathtub with some warm water. He held her in his embrace as he helped her to shampoo her hair.
Her soft, tiny body lay in his embrace, just as if he were carrying a small girl. She was so soft that she felt boneless. She closed her eyes, and her energy was all depleted as she did not have any more strength to open her eyes. She pouted her pink lips and coyly said, “I want to sleep… I want to sleep…”
She did not allow him to wash her hair. She did not let him touch her, and she was so exhausted that she only thought of sleeping.
Zhou Dayuan lowered his gaze as he looked at her pouty and coy look. At this moment, she seemed to be acting cute towards him, and it made his heart feel soft and tender.
“Wifey, be good. You’ve sweat a lot. If you do not bathe, you will catch a cold… If you want to sleep, then sleep. I will carry you… I will be gentler in my actions. It will be done in a moment…”
He held a bunch of her silk-like hair. His fingers weaved in and froze. He retracted his fingers. There was a large bunch of her dark hair in his fingers.
She started to lose her hair.
He froze as he did not know how to react. He suddenly felt something slip in his embrace. He lowered his gaze down to have a look, the woman used her left hand to protect her abdomen, and her right hand weakly hung in the air.
Zhou Dayuan felt that he was unable to breathe anymore.
After a long moment, it was only then when he dared to stretch his hand out, and he slowly held his finger below her nostrils…
She was breathing.
She was breathing!
Zhou Dayuan seemed like a fish that almost drowned in water. He suddenly went back into the ocean. His chest was panting, and he hugged the woman’s small head as he buried his head in her neck. He cried while he said, “Jian Han, don’t leave. I am begging you…”
This was this man’s most humble and sincere way of begging her.
Don’t leave…