She had a sickness, of course she could not gain weight, and it was only two or three days before the New Year.

The illness is almost healed, but the body is still very weak...The small face is pointed and thin, and it is easily buried in the black hair.

Qin Mo reached out and gently held her wrist.

There, because of the drips these days, there are a lot of needles, leaving a faint green on the back of the white hand, which makes people feel distressed.

He felt distressed, and then lay down next to her with his clothes, warmed up in a while, stretched out his hand and pulled the small and fragile thing into his arms...

He Huan woke up for a while, but soon closed his eyes again and put his small face in his arms.

Probably because of the warmth, she did not refuse, Qin Mo's eyes deepened, and he reached out and put one of her hands around her waist, and put the other hand behind her, patted lightly, coaxing like Yihuan. She sleeps.

He Huan was still awake, but just lay on his stomach without moving.

After lying down like this for a long time, she still asked him softly, "Qin Mo, are you unhappy?"

"Huh?" His voice was very gentle, and he reached out to touch her little furry head: "Why don't you sleep?"

He Huan did not speak.

"I'm bothering you?" His voice became softer.

He Huan said no.

And he never answered the previous question, until He Huan was about to fall asleep, he pressed her little head and said in a low voice: "In fact, it is very simple and easy to make me happy, He Huan, but you don’t want to. That's it."

He Huan's fingers tightened his sweater, and there was no sound.

Later, her breathing became even, and she should have fallen asleep.

Qin Mo's heart was finally disappointed. He lowered his head and looked at her for a long time.

Finally, I kissed her, and her voice was hoarse, "He Huan, I am not as unhappy as you think."

At least she is still by his side now. It is her who is really unhappy.

In my heart, there is an indescribable emptiness.

Because he can't make her happy, even if the husband and wife are in real time, she is no longer like before. This is a big blow to a man.

Of course he also knew that He Huan didn't show it on purpose, it was just her instinctive and true reaction.

Their relationship was very tense in the past, but there is no problem in this aspect. Moreover, it is rare to see each other once or twice a year, and there are only a few days to get together, but now he really feels He Huan’s concern about this. Not keen.

Qin Mo is a man less than forty, of course he has some...

And what he cares most about is her attitude, she is always reluctant to let go of her happiness, no matter how good he treats her, she still is, can't let go.

Sometimes Qin Mo wondered if they would be like this for a lifetime.

However, he was not reconciled. He wanted to heat her up, but every time she approached him, she was frozen.

Before, he might just...but this time he won't let go, this time she will leave completely.

In his heart, it was clear.

Bowed her head and kissed her, her voice rustling: "He Huan, we will keep going."

Words seem to be to myself.

He Huan still fell asleep quietly, heartless.

But he was willing and spoiled.

He Huan slept until night fell, and of course Qin Mo couldn't stay with him, he had to take care of Yi Huan.

There was only a gleam of bright moonlight in the master bedroom. He Huan woke up in the silver light. She sat up, feeling a sweat coming out of her back...