The cashier looked up and exclaimed, âItâs you! I remember you!â
Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow and said, âThatâs right. I bought something here a few months ago. You have a good memory.â
He and Shengge had bought a condoms here that day, and it seemed that it had been the same cashier.
âItâs not that I have a good memory, but you and your wife are amazing... By the way, do you know that your wife looks like the hottest star, Ye Shengge?â The cashier blushed.
âThatâs right. Thatâs what everyone says,â the man repeated patiently. âA girl just bought something from you. Do you remember what she bought?â
âAh... The girl with the ponytail?â asked the cashier.
It was already late, and only a few people had bought things here, so she remembered it.
âThatâs right.â Ji Shiting curled his lips.
The cashier couldnât take it anymore when the man smiled. She looked away and said, âUm, the system has records. Let me see... Ah, I saw it. She bought... Um, sanitary towels...â
Ji Shiting frowned.
âOkay.â He nodded. âThank you.â
âYouâre welcome.â The cashier blushed. âI wish you and your wife eternal happiness.â
Ji Shiting smiled and said, âWe will. Thank you.â
Ji Shiting lit up another cigarette after returning to the car.
He didnât know what he was expecting, but he couldnât help feeling disappointed upon hearing the cashierâs answer.
It was completely silent with stars in the sky. Ji Shiting wound down the car window and let the night breeze blow in, dissipating the strange heat in his heart.
He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, and he suddenly recalled Ye Shenggeâs advice.
She told him not to smoke.
What had happened that made her so resistant to the smell of cigarettes?
Ji Shiting frowned, but he couldnât help putting out his cigarette and starting the car.
...
Ming Building.
Ye Shengge was on the phone with Song Ruxu.
âYouâre pregnant...â Song Ruxu was also shocked by the news.
âYes, it was an accident.â Ye Shengge bit her lips and smiled bitterly. âI donât know who the father is... So donât tell Ji Shiting.â
This news was even more shocking than Ye Shenggeâs pregnancy, and Song Ruxu didnât say anything for a long time.
âCalm down first.â She said after a long while. âIâll return to Yang City as soon as possible. Before that, go to the hospital first. Perhaps you made a mistake.â
âIf Iâm not mistaken.â Ye Shengge held her forehead. âWhat should I do?â
âIâll tell her the news and see how she reacts. She might not dislike the child,â Song Ruxu said. âPerhaps this is an opportunity. Donât worry.â
âI...â Ye Shengge was speechless.
Song Ruxu realized something from her tone. âHave you decided whether you want to keep the child or not?â
â...Thatâs right.â Ye Shengge felt a lump in her throat. âI donât even know who the father of the child is...â
If she gave birth to a child that wasnât related to Ji Shiting at all, it would be even more impossible for her and Ji Shiting.