"What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhi's voice was muffled. "I want it."
"..."
Zhou Xufang fell silent.
Jiang Zhi lay on her shoulder, breathing erratically, his hand resting on Zhou Xufang's slightly raised abdomen, unmoving and very well behaved.
At that moment, there came a knock at the door.
Jiang Zhi asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me."
It was Xiao Yusheng coming back again.
Jiang Zhi replied with two words, "Wait a moment."
He went to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and waited until he had calmed down before he went to open the door. His face was still wet when he asked, "What is it?"
"We need to talk."
The only thing they could talk about was Zhou Xufang.
Jiang Zhi stood at the entrance and did not move. "I can't leave. Let's talk here."
Xiao Yusheng glanced into the sickroom.
Understanding, Jiang Zhi said to Zhou Xufang, "Xufang, put on your headphones."
