Yehen sat in front of Mingyue's window, his eyes never leaving the small face with his eyes closed tightly.
The caution just now made him feel as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out.
They actually had a child, but it disappeared because of his impulse without his knowledge.
For a while, Yehen's heart was tortured by a painful feeling that he had never experienced before.
The scene where Mingyue kept crying in the car just now made him reluctant to recall it.
Deep annoyance enveloped his heart, making him feel so guilty for the woman in front of him.
The bright moon lies in bed and does not fall asleep
She could feel those eyes staring at her
The heart under that pretty face is also troubled by a tangle of complicated emotions.
She couldn't guess what Yehen would think when he knew she was pregnant.
I don’t know how long it took, but Mingyue felt like she fell asleep for a while.
When I opened my eyes again, the sky outside the hospital had darkened.
She struggled to get up. The ward was empty. Yehen didn't know when she left.
Subconsciously, he looked down at his flat belly, with a hint of pain in his bright eyes.
She turned around and walked out of bed. The door to the ward was opened. Yehen opened the door and walked in, followed by Aunt Lan.
Seeing the person getting out of bed, Yehen's thick eyebrows frowned slightly and quickly regained his composure.
With implicit concern on his face, he gestured to Aunt Lan, who came to Mingyue with a lunch box in her hand.
"Miss, lie down quickly. You can't move your body like this."
As Aunt Lan spoke, she walked to the table beside the bed and opened the insulated lunch box.
Mingyue looked at her and moved her lips, wanting to say something but she didn't.
She looked at Ye Hen who was standing aside. His face didn't have the deep displeasure as before. That calmness made his handsome features look full of rare softness, making her heart feel slightly tempted again.
feeling
But now she can't find any other feeling except the pain in her heart
She turned her head and lowered her eyes to look at the sick sheets, as if she didn't want to see that face again.
Mingyue's performance was caught by Ye Hen's sharp eyes. Looking at the small face that could avoid him, the feeling of self-blame rose again in her heart.
Aunt Lan filled the soup and brought it to Mingyue. Yehen walked over in a few steps and took the soup bowl from Aunt Lan's hand. Aunt Lan looked at Mingyue and walked to the door knowingly and left the ward.
Yehen held the soup bowl in one hand and pulled the chair next to him to sit in front of Mingyue.
He picked up the spoon and stirred the steaming soup in the bowl before bringing it to Mingyue's mouth, with deep guilt in his eyes.
Mingyue didn't see anything. She sat there motionless, looking at the bedside in front of her without blinking.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Ye Hen put down the soup bowl. A trace of entanglement and responsibility flashed in his eyes. He held one of Mingyue's little hands, and the thin and soft feeling made him feel pity.
"Still angry?"
Yehen looked at the bright moon, his voice was gentle as never before
He leaned close to Ming Yue's face, gently kissed her cold forehead with his warm thin lips, his eyes filled with love.
She must have been very sad after losing her child.
Yehen looked at Mingyue with a dull expression, and the self-blame and annoyance in his heart deepened.
But immediately, a trace of doubt flashed through his deep eyes.