Jason's tears let me feel the fetal movement first time, I was very happy, but the only regret was that I could not share this joy with others.

Jason did not cry for a long time, he wiped his eyes and stood up, put the chopsticks into my hands again, said, "Come on, the dishes are getting cold."

I did not look up at him, but silently ate the food in my bowl.

Jason went to the bathroom, and after he came out, he still sat down opposite me. Neither of us mentioned what had happened, but we ate in silence. The fish was fresh, perhaps because my pregnancy reaction was not over, I felt it was a little fishy and nauseous. I swallowed a mouthful of soup and tried to stop the smell, but there was no use. I threw down my chopsticks and headed for the bathroom, kneeling down by the toilet, I threw up everything I had just eaten.

Jason was worried, he patted me on the back and asked me if I was sick. I could not speak, but waved to him, and he took my hand to rub.

After throwing up, I felt much better. Jason helped me up. I washed my face in the washbasin, and then slowly sat down on the sofa.

Jason pulled a chair to sit down in front of me, I knew what he wanted to say, so I said before he opened his mouth, "I am okay, and I don't have any serious illness."

Hearing that, Jason said, "Are you sure? Don't you lie to me?"

"No." I said.

He stared into my eyes, after a while, he stood up and walked to the kitchen, "Don't eat those dishes. I'll make you porridge."

I didn't say no. I cuddled up on the couch and watched TV.

Jason boiled a bowl of rice porridge, I held the bowl and ate slowly. He put away other bowls and chopsticks on the table, then he took off his apron, went to the window, and looked down.

I knew what he was looking at, with his vigilance, he couldn't have missed it. I said nothing, and to tell the truth, having him at home was more reassuring than those cops downstairs.

But I didn’t lose my mind.

After eating porridge, I took the empty bowl to the kitchen to wash. When I came out, I said to him, "Today, thank you for bringing me back and cooking for me. I want to sleep for a while. Why don't you go back first?"

Jason turned to look at me, and then turned his head again and continued to stare downstairs, "I won't go until you wake up."

I really was tired, so I just went into my bedroom for a sleep.

The inexplicable peace of mind let me have a good sleep, I didn't wake up until it was dark, I turned on the bedside lamp, grabbed the phone to take a look, now it was almost six o'clock.

There was a noise outside. I got up and opened the door and I found the room brightly lit. The noise came from the kitchen, so I walked there, and Jason just came out.

He was excited when he saw me, "Hungry? I'm making porridge. It'll be ready soon."

"Why are you still here?"

Because I just got up, I had a bad temper, so my tone was not good. But Jason did not dispute with me more, he just said, "I'll leave when you've finished eating."

I had no other choice, I just turned into the bathroom to wash my face, and when I came out, a bowl of hot porridge with mushrooms and shredded chicken was on the table.

To tell the truth, I was very moved. Since I was pregnant, I had been alone all the time. I cooked and ate alone. I never thought about what it would be like to have more than one person around to take care of me.

I felt it now. It was not bad, if only I wasn't pregnant.

But if I was not pregnant, why did I need someone else to take care of me?

This was a contradiction.

Jason carried a bowl of noodles out of the kitchen, when he saw me still standing there, he said, "Come on, are you not hungry?"

I repressed my mixed feelings, and picked up the bowl to eat the porridge slowly. Porridge was very delicious, my stomach did not have not any discomfort, everything was good, just...

Jason ate the noodles, but his eyes fell on me from time to time, with a searing heat that could not be ignored. I just lowered my head and ate my porridge, but after a long time, I got a little tired and just put down the spoon and looked at him.

Jason looked at half the porridge left in my bowl, asked, "Not good?"

"Yummy." I said, "If you could stop looking at me like that, it would be even better."

Jason said, "I can look at anyone I want."

Hey! For the first time I found out Jason was an asshole.

I had nothing to say, after eating up the the porridge in my bowl, I took the bowl into the kitchen. Jason followed me, and took the bowl in my hand to wash, then he he went to the door and changed his shoes, "I'll go. Hope you have a rest."

His movement made a little stunned, but I quickly responded, "Okay, be careful on the road."

Jason opened the door to go out, at that time, he turned to say to me, "You'd better keep my number, if there is something wrong, you can call me directly."

After that, he closed the door to leave. He knew I changed the number, and also knew I did not keep his number, I refused him so obviously, but he still chose to care about me, I could not help but ask myself, was I wrong? Shouldn't I be so ruthless?

I didn't go out for the next few days. I spent every day at home. It was not so boring, after all, I was accompanied by the little one in my belly. This afternoon, Dr. Sun made a phone call to me, he said he would come to my house tomorrow to give me my result and pick me up to his clinic.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

Dr. Sun answered, "I was going to let you meet them tomorrow without telling you, but I think you should be prepared. Professor Messi has come to China. Besides him, his teacher, professor Steve, has also come. Professor Steve has brought his own team, which is the top medical team in the world. I'll take you to see them tomorrow."

Dr. Sun was very excited, so was I. The little one kept kicking me and I stroked my belly and said, "Baby, I will give birth to you safely."