The cat didn't know where she was. In the vast sky, a little doll looked at her with a sad face in the distance. The cat had never seen such a cute little doll, carved with pink and jade, crystal clear and cute.
tight.
These two kids...
Mao'er's eyes were wide open, her brows were furrowed tightly, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her palms. She didn't know why she was nervous. She had never been so nervous when she was killing people, but she was facing this little baby.
I was so nervous that I couldn’t even speak, and I didn’t know whether the child was a boy or a girl. However, he was so cute that he looked like a fairy child...
"you……!"
The cat swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the little baby squatting on the ground, and slowly stretched out her hand. However, unexpectedly, the child not only did not run forward into her arms, but instead got up aggrievedly and went to her.
Backing away, large crystal tears fell down on her face. Mao'er only felt that the weakest corner of her heart was gently touched by this child...
"Mother, mother is a bad person...Mother doesn't want me, but I will never leave you, never leave...!"
As he spoke, he stepped back, looking at the cat's little face with accusations...
"When you come back, I don't want to leave you...!"
Mao'er said anxiously. She didn't know why, but seeing this little baby being so wronged made her feel extremely uncomfortable...
Seeing that the little doll kept retreating, the cat became anxious and hurriedly took a step forward. Then the scene in front of him changed instantly. The white scene behind him turned into an abyss, but the little doll still kept moving.
Backing off...
The cat's eyes were straightened, and his voice was stuck in his throat, "Baby, it's dangerous...!"
…
"Huhu...!"
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts all over the body, a kind of torn pain swept through every cell in the body, and the whole body seemed to have been run over by a wheel...
"Well...I said she would wake up at this time!"
A voice sounded in my ears, and the tone was slightly relaxed...
Mao'er tried hard to open her eyes, but her mind was so confused that it took all her strength to even raise her eyelids, and her whole body felt pain from top to bottom.
My eyelids trembled violently for a few times and then opened suddenly. I felt my body was dripping with cold sweat and I weakly raised my right hand...
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
A voice rang in his ears. Yu Liuying stood aside and looked at Mao'er and asked.
The cat rolled his eyes and tried to move, but he had no strength at all. His lips were chapped and his throat was thirsty, "My... child...!"
The room was eerily quiet. What I faced when I raised my head was the purple bed curtain, which was misty and misty, like a dream.
Mao'er struggled to raise her right hand and put it on her abdomen. She always felt that something was different, that kind of emptiness, which made her whole body feel cold...
"My child...is still there?"
The sound was very low, like a mosquito chirping.
No one spoke, and the sound of breathing could be heard in the whole room.
"Xiaocheng, please get up and eat something first. You have been sleeping all day and night and are very weak...!"
It was Ziye's voice. It was easy to hear worry in her voice, and her voice became extremely soft, as if she had been frightened.
When did she become so fragile, so weak, and need others to talk to her in such a soft voice...
"Brother, is my child...! gone?"
Mao'er asked softly, with a certain uneasy feeling...
Ziye frowned, feeling extremely distressed. He didn't dare to look into Mao'er's eyes, and pursed his lips, not knowing how to reply to Mao'er's words...
"Xia Qingcheng, your child is gone...!"
At this time, Yu Liuying walked in from the outside with a bowl of medicine, and there was a touch of helplessness in his casualness...
As soon as the cat suffocated, he felt that all the blood in his body had solidified, and his heart suddenly became cold...
That desperate and uncomfortable feeling overwhelmed her whole body. Had the child been aborted?
Her eyes suddenly felt so sore, as if something was about to burst out of her eyes. Although he came inexplicably, and although he was not welcome, he was indeed connected by blood to her...
Yes, I had the intention of not wanting him, but in the end my wish was fulfilled, right?
But why is it so painful? It’s so painful that it’s hard to breathe. Every cell in the body is screaming, is this God’s choice? Thinking of the aggrieved and beautiful little doll in the dream, the cat’s teeth hurt.
Trembling...
"Prince in Purple...!"
Xia Ziye screamed, the cat's behavior made him extremely scared and distressed...
"After all, you need to know, Xia Qingcheng, your body has suffered from the wind and cold before. It seems that you have been soaked in cold water for a long time. In addition, you have done strenuous exercise, ran long distances, and passed out in the heavy rain last night. If this child is still
If it doesn’t fall, that would be strange... Just relax, it is a life that is not expected!"
Yu Liuying's words were like a knife cutting into Mao'er's appreciation, every word tore at her heart.
Cat's eyes were staring at the gauze curtain on the top of the bed without blinking, and his lower lip had been bitten hard by his teeth. "I understand, you can go out first, I will be quiet!"
Mao'er said this calmly, as if the loss of this child had not affected her, but the gray look on her face made Xia Ziye very uneasy...
"Xiaocheng, you...!"
"I'm fine, brother, please go out first!"
After Xia Ziye finished speaking, Mao'er continued.
Seeing Mao'er's resolute attitude, Xia Ziye was worried and sad but couldn't stay, "Prince in Purple, let's go out first and let the town be quiet for a while!"
As soon as the door closed, the cat immediately released its clenched teeth, and the tears fell one after another from its eyes like short beads...
"Baby, I'm sorry...!"
"sorry……!"
"Don't blame me...!"
When had the cat ever been so fragile? At this moment, he just felt distressed and wanted to die. He buried the pillow on his face and suppressed the cries that broke out...
Outside the door, several people stood by the door. They clearly heard the suppressed choking sounds in the elegant room. They all frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable...
With red eyes, Mao'er managed to sit up from the bed and looked at the bronze mirror on the bedside table, which reflected a haggard and pale face...
Extremely beautiful, but also extremely decadent... like a flower that has bloomed to the extreme and is about to wither...
Mao'er stared at herself in the bronze mirror, put her hand on her belly, and cursed, "Xia Mao'er, find him and kill him!"
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I have been bombarded for a long time, and this chapter has also been written for a long time. The child should appear later! Dear friends, don’t shoot me, believe me, I am also in pain... cry, cry, cry...
