As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and was immersed in her own world.

A child finally separated everything from them.

Qin Mo sat beside her with a very weak feeling, which was unprecedented.

He reached out to touch her, but couldn't find a reason.

In the end he could only withdraw his hand alive, and he couldn't even say sorry.

It is because he and her are emotional that he will lose this child...

He Huan was overwhelmed and fell asleep later.

Qin Mo squatted by her side, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows, feeling too detailed, but his eyelids were a little pink because of crying.

He Huan seldom cries, but he cried for so long now, crying in his dreams.

When she woke up, it was already evening.

When she only woke up, her long eyelashes trembled, and a drop of tears touched her, she seemed to wake up from a dream.

After waking up, I sat and felt pain in the lower abdomen after a while.

It is not very severe, but the pain is faint, as uncomfortable as thin needles poking at the heart.

She was in a daze, sat up, Qin Mo was coming in from the outside, with a lunch box in her hand, which was delivered by Aunt Lan from home. Aunt Lan wanted to see He Huan, but Qin Mo was afraid of attracting two people. Let's talk about the sadness of being discharged from the hospital.

He Huan was staying in the hospital for a week, and he stayed with him. In fact, he only needed to stay for three days, but he was not relieved, so he put down all his work and stayed with He Huan.

At this moment he watched her sitting on the side of the bed, sitting quietly, and tears fell one by one, silently, but it was very distressing.

Qin Mo watched quietly, walked over to put things down, and then gently hugged her: "Cry if you want to cry, well, I am here."

He Huan’s face rested on his shoulders. She wanted to struggle but he pressed her head to keep her from moving, her voice was low and hoarse, "Are you not willing to let me hold you?"

She couldn't move away, and finally fell weakly on his shoulder.

He Huan cried, crying a little bit sad, the kind of pain, it is difficult to bear and forget, it came at such an unbearable time...

In the end she cried as if she fell asleep, but she was actually weak.

He Huan has been in good health since he was a child, but this time he was obviously injured.

Although she was weak, she pushed Qin Mo away hard and leaned against the head of the bed: "I don't need your care."

Qin Mo stood by the bed, his expression a little hurt, "Do you not need me or love me anymore. He Huan, tell me?"

He Huan was still very weak. She leaned on the bed and smiled lightly: "On the day of my accident, you gave Rong Yue the copyright to Su Yiliu. You were going to announce the engagement? Qin Mo, I miscarried. You really can’t change anything at one time. You can still please others, or you can declare that I should thank you for not questioning me who this child belongs to."

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed--

The news of that day went out.

Qin Mo's voice was deep: "It's just a propaganda method."

"I don't want to listen to Qin Mo, these have nothing to do with me, no matter what, this child is indeed not the time." Her face was crooked to the other side, and she smiled bitterly: "Qin Mo, you go back. I don’t need your care."

He looked at her and felt her estrangement and determination.

He got up, looked at her quietly, and slowly said, "Is it right that you will eat well if I'm not here?"

He Huan did not speak, he still looked at her quietly, a pain in his eyes.