She took a hot shower, but even though she set the water temperature to a level her skin could barely tolerate, it still couldn’t warm her heart.

The sky turned dark, and Di Mingchen called Nangong Ran. Nangong Ran had to lie, claiming that Li Hui wanted her to stay at her parents’ house.

Despite his reluctance, Di Mingchen had no choice.

Thinking that they were about to get their marriage certificate, Di Mingchen ultimately conceded to her.

After hanging up Di Mingchen’s call, Nangong Ran put on her nightgown and lay sprawled on the bed, her mind repeating just one thought: she couldn’t burden Di Mingchen.

But after much contemplation, the result was that even if Di Mingchen didn’t mind, she still did!

And how could she face Aunt Fang?

Aunt Fang had been so kind to her, she couldn’t knowingly marry Di Mingchen while being unable to bear children!

It’s like if she knew Di Jinxuan couldn’t have children but still insisted on marrying Nangong Jin, although she might understand, maybe she would still feel something in her heart.

A woman who cannot have children, no matter how you put it, is not a complete woman; she is a woman with a defect.

Actually, she also wanted to be willful for once, forcefully stating that even if I can’t have children, you damn well have to marry me!

But, but!

But Di Mingchen loves her so much, and she loves Di Mingchen so dearly, how could she bear to see him have no children in this lifetime?

So...

The next day she went to school early, planning to apply to her professor to go to the short film base.

This short film base was exclusive to their directing department, located in a rural mountain area, serene but also remote.

Every month there were a few spots available to go there to shoot a short film, whether a documentary, an animal film, a plant film, or collaborating with students from the acting department.

She thought that leaving temporarily might be the best solution since she really couldn’t face Di Mingchen. In front of him, she felt as if she was torn in two.

When she applied, the professor looked seriously at her application report, then glanced at her and finally spoke, "I heard you’re getting married to the commander?"

Nangong Ran was stunned, damn, even the professor knew?

Without waiting for her to answer, the professor smiled and said, "Congratulations. I didn’t expect that you’d still manage your studies with a wedding on the horizon. Very impressive. I’m looking forward to seeing a good short film from you this time."

"Oh, thank you." Nangong Ran nodded politely, stifling the bitterness in her heart and asked, "Could I leave soon?"

"Of course." The professor nodded, checked his watch, "There’s a shuttle leaving at ten today, and you’re not the only one who applied; there are several others. You all can go together."

"Um, okay," Nangong Ran replied. "Then I’ll go get ready."

Saying goodbye to the professor, Nangong Ran returned to the classroom and learned that including her, there were six people heading there this time.

It was really quite funny that she was the only girl, and the other five were all guys.

But it didn’t matter, she didn’t have the mood to complain about this now. As time passed, she packed up the equipment, and then took out her phone. Whatever happened, she definitely needed to call Di Mingchen.

When Di Mingchen picked up the phone, he was training. Seeing her call, he immediately made a hand gesture and then stepped aside to answer it.

"Xiaoran." His voice was gentle, pampering, tinged with laughter and strong longing.

"Second Brother." Nangong Ran smiled sweetly, as if putting on a mask, "Our school plans to go out to shoot a short film, leaving at ten. It might take a few days."