After dinner, Luo Xiaoqian tidied up the dishes and imdiately took out the board ga she brought from the paper bag, "Zimo, shall we play chess?"
Leng Zimo looked at the checkers board she had set up on the small table, "Xiao Qian, I’m sorry."
In all the ti he had known her, he had never played chess with her before. He was always so busy before, although he doted on her, the actual ti spent with her was not much.
"From now on, you can slowly make it up to ." Luo Xiaoqian smiled as she took out the pieces, "I want red, what about you?!"
"Black!"
So, the two of them set up the pieces and started playing chess.
Luo Xiaoqian wasn’t very talented in logical thinking, so naturally, she wasn’t a match for Leng Zimo, and the first round ended in quick defeat.
"Again!"
In the second round, halfway through, she started playing tricks.
"I want to jump this, and this, and this... Ha, Leng Zimo, you lost!"
"Again!"
This ti, it was Leng Zimo who spoke.
For Leng Zimo, this ga was extrely simple, he might even call it childish. If it were before, he wouldn’t have even touched it, but today, things were entirely different.
Tomorrow, he would undergo surgery; what the outco would be, nobody knew.
Perhaps today would be the last day of his life!
He no longer had ti to accompany her as he had promised, taking Luo Xiaoqian to see all the sights in the world, but at least he still had the chance to play an ordinary ga of chess with her.
For Leng Zimo, neither money nor materials mattered as much to him as ti; now, he just wanted to give his most treasured possession to the person he loved the most—Luo Xiaoqian.
The ti of separation always felt excruciatingly slow, every second seed as long as a world.
But the days spent together were the opposite; it seed as if, in an instant, ti had passed from morning to afternoon.
Luo Xiaoqian opened her eyes and looked at Leng Zimo’s face in front of her, her gaze still a bit hazy, "How did I fall asleep?!"
He reached over the small table and picked up the cup, indulgently bringing it to her lips to let her take a sip of water before saying, "You fell asleep halfway through the ga."
"I’m sorry." Luo Xiaoqian looked apologetic.
It was already the second month of her pregnancy, and during this ti, she found herself especially sleepy. Just a mont ago, she had been playing chess with him, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
"Actually, I quite enjoy holding you while you sleep, it’s more fun than chess," Leng Zimo said with a smile.
"You an I’m boring when I play chess?" she pretended to ask sulkily.
"The main thing is to let you win without making you feel like I’m letting you win. It’s quite a challenge."
Luo Xiaoqian imdiately frowned with worry, "Are you really tired then?"
"How could I be?" Leng Zimo adjusted her posture slightly, pressing his face to hers, "I already had a rest while holding you as you slept."
"Oh!" Luo Xiaoqian suddenly thought of their son, exclaid, and raised her left hand, "It’s already four o’clock, I have to go pick up Mo Mo imdiately."
"No need, I’ve already asked John and Ah Jiu to go together."
Leng Zimo embraced her shoulders, running his fingers gently through her hair, his brows furrowing in pain.
This girl, sotis she’s so clever, and sotis she’s still a bit silly. What would she do without him?!
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