Rong Shaoze pointed at the alarm clock and said, "Look what time it is now. Can’t we talk about this tomorrow?"
She knew, but she just really wanted to talk about it now.
Lin Xinlan giggled and said, "Since you’re already awake, let’s talk about serious matters. It will only take a few minutes, just a few minutes!"
Fearing that he wouldn’t agree, she immediately put on a long face and warned sternly, "If you don’t agree, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to sleep all night!"
Rong Shaoze was completely defeated by her.
They say that pregnant women can be moody and unpredictable, and it’s certainly not a lie.
He lay back next to her, resignedly asking, "Alright, what nickname have you come up with for Rong Tianqi?"
Lin Xinlan immediately got excited, "I came up with it in a dream, and this nickname is really nice..."
"What is it in the end?"
"Xiaotian, call him Xiaotian! How about that, isn’t it nice?" Lin Xinlan asked eagerly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
Rong Shaoze hugged her body and asked with a smile, "Xinlan, does Xiaocong have a nickname?"
"Yes, he’s called Xiaocong."
"You came up with it."
"Mm. I hope he is a smart child, so I named him Lin Cong, and Xiaocong is his nickname."
Alright, she sure has a convenient way of picking nicknames.
Just by adding the word "Xiao" in front of their names, and there’s the child’s nickname.
Is it because the nickname must have the word ’Xiao’ in it?
"Then why didn’t you give the baby in your belly the name Xiaoqi?"
Lin Xinlan suddenly laughed, "Xiaoqi is the name of a celebrity. Do you want our child to share his name with someone else, and be laughed at by his classmates? Xiaotian is such a nice name, don’t you think?"
Rong Shaoze thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "It is nice."
"I knew you’d like it too. Now that we’ve decided on the baby’s nickname, let’s go to sleep." She yawned and closed her eyes, quickly falling asleep.
Rong Shaoze stared at her, his fists cracking as he clenched them.
This woman had woken him up and stirred him up, all just to discuss a nickname.
Discussing a nickname was one thing, but how could she be so irresponsible as to fall asleep the moment she closed her eyes?
Now that he couldn’t sleep, who was supposed to be responsible?
Rong Shaoze sighed and endured it; just endure for a little longer, just a few more months, and it would be over...
But he really couldn’t stand it anymore.
Yet he couldn’t touch her...
The man had to resign himself to getting up and going to the bathroom for a cold shower.
And it lasted for several hours...
The next day, Lin Xinlan saw that Rong Shaoze was still sleeping, thinking that he hadn’t slept well the night before, so she didn’t wake him up.
She quietly got out of bed, went downstairs for breakfast, took a walk, did some cross-stitching...
When Rong’s mother asked why Rong Shaoze hadn’t gotten up yet, Xinlan sheepishly said he hadn’t slept well the night before.
Rong’s mother nodded and said no more.
Ever since learning about Xiaocong’s disappearance, Rong’s mother had become less talkative, often sitting in a daze or listlessly watching TV.
Lin Xinlan saw the absent-mindedness in her eyes and a touch of sadness flashed through her own.
Now that there was a new life inside her, she had to keep her spirits up and not be too distressed by Xiaocong’s situation.
So, even if she saw Rong’s mother being sad, she couldn’t afford to be sad with her...
When it was time for lunch, Rong Shaoze still hadn’t woken up.
Lin Xinlan felt something was off.
He never usually slept in, and at the latest, he would be awake by nine o’clock. What was going on with him today?
It was already twelve o’clock, how come he still hadn’t woken up?