To what extent can a person be hindsighted?

At three o'clock in the morning, I was woken up again by the sound of chopping bones.

Sighing, he turned over on the bed, worrying about how he would explain it to his neighbors tomorrow.

My husband Zhang Mian is a chef. During this time, he will participate in a cooking competition. He gets off work very late, and he has to practice hard until midnight when he gets home.

These days, is even Michelin so voluptuous?

The door was pushed open suddenly, Zhang Mian walked in step by step, without making a sound, his steps were very stiff.

"Ran Ran..." He called me softly in the dark.

Accompanied by the strong smell of meat, I suddenly felt a strong hunger.

But an inexplicable sense of fear welled up in my heart, and I closed my eyes sideways, trying to pretend that I was asleep.

There was no sound around me, and after a while, I thought he had already left, so I tentatively opened my eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he met a pair of dark eyes.

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He actually kept lying on the edge of the bed and staring straight at me, the smile on his face was as stiff as a painting.

"I know you're pretending to be asleep, the soup is ready, do you want to get up and have a bowl?"

In the thick darkness, his face was abnormally pale.

"No...don't eat." I felt my throat was a little dry, "Eating so late will make you gain weight."

"Who said that you are cuter if you are fatter and more fleshy." There is a stickiness in his voice that makes me uncomfortable.

"Okay, then you go to bed first, I left a bowl for you on the table, remember to drink it when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"You must remember to drink."

"Husband." I shuddered and shouted softly, "Can you stop cooking so late in the future, it's not good to disturb the neighbors."

"Don't worry." He smiled back at me, "I've already told them everything."

A burst of drowsiness came over me, and I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was daylight.

As a long-time sociophobic person, I was relieved to not have to face furious complaints from neighbors.

Zhang Mian had already gone to work.

But my movements stopped suddenly.

Strange, the sheets next to him are neat and tidy. Could it be that Zhang Mian didn't go to bed last night?

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On the table was a bowl of cold broth with a film of oil floating on it.

I picked it up hesitantly, and suddenly a horrible nausea came to my heart, and I rushed to the bathroom to vomit completely.

I vomited so dizzyingly that I wanted to stand up on the toilet to drink some water, but my arm slipped and I fell heavily on my side to the ground.

My hand accidentally touched the gap behind the toilet, and a black plastic bag was drawn out by me.

Out of curiosity, I reached out and poked it, and it seemed to be a soft mass.

The fear from last night returned to my mind, and I tremblingly opened the plastic bag.

A strong stench came, and there was a mass of rotten meat inside!

Why is there such a thing at home!

I screamed in horror and threw the thing far away.

A carefully plastic-wrapped piece of paper fell out of the foul-smelling meatball.

Trembling, I reached out to open it and found a four-dimensional picture of the fetus hidden inside.

It clearly says, termination of pregnancy, 30 weeks.

The moment I turned the photo over, blood-red letters and traces filled my field of vision.

"He's going to kill you!"

"Run!"

Dense handwriting filled the entire photo, and it was clearly written by me.

Even more frightening.

On it, someone carefully outlined four characters with a deep black red paste.

"you are mine."

A severe headache hit me, and two red lines faintly appeared in front of my eyes.

"Husband, I'm pregnant!" I vaguely heard my own happy and shy voice.

Zhang Mian... What did Zhang Mian say?

Can not remember.

Countless sounds and images hit me, and the electric lights around me began to flicker at some point.

I finally couldn't resist and passed out.

3

When I woke up again, I was already lying on the bed again.

The aroma of food wafted through the house. Zhang Mian was off work and was cooking in the kitchen. The shock just now seemed to be just a dream.

I looked at the ceiling in a daze. Could it be that I was dreaming just now?

"Little Pig Ran Ran, get up!" Zhang Mian smiled and pushed the door open, and hugged me horizontally, "Send the little pig to be slaughtered for dinner!"

I couldn't help struggling violently, and screamed hoarsely, "Let me go! Let me go!"

Zhang Mian was taken aback, and quickly put me down, "What's the matter? Are you having a nightmare?"

I was still terrified, and before I could back off, I was hugged tightly by him again, and his voice was full of self-blame.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't scare you, I fried your favorite steak tonight, and I brought you a piece of red velvet cake, don't be angry, okay?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but his body, which was always warm, was as cold as ice, and the arms holding me were as hard as two pieces of frozen meat, and I shivered immediately.

When I sat face to face with Zhang Mian at the dining table, I couldn't help asking him, "Honey, the soup you left for me this morning..."

He looked at me in confusion, "What soup?"

I just felt that my throat was terribly dry, "A bowl of red soup smells fishy to me..."

His expression became more confused, and he stretched out his hand to touch my forehead,

"Yesterday, the restaurant took a big order temporarily. I was afraid that I would come back too late and make you sleep in the company. Are you sleepy?"

"Don't lie to me!" My voice changed a bit, "Didn't you obviously cook last night?"

Zhang Mian's expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something, and smiled reluctantly at me.

"...Yeah, yeah, I was just joking with you, I was home last night."

My doubts grew stronger.

After eating, he tried to make out with me, and I felt his body warm up again, and my heart was finally half relieved.

It's winter now, probably because he was frozen when he came back from the outside, that's why he was so cold when he hugged me just now.

When I was taking a shower, I touched the back of the toilet on purpose, but there was nothing there.

The heart of the other half also fell to the ground.

Perhaps, I really fell asleep.

Zhang Mian and I were in a campus relationship, and everyone praised us as a fairy couple after we got married.

He spoils me so much that he doesn't even want a child, saying that if I have a child, I won't love him so much.

He's as shameless as a kid, I can't do anything about him.

Zhang Mian was very obsessed tonight, he was asking for me as always, and he really didn't feel anything wrong with me.

I don't think I'm secretly laughing at myself. It seems that I sleep too much today to think too much.