However, when Li Qiyu's eyes fell on the simulated baby on the window display, she thought of Xiao Qiye...
Tears dripped down from the corners of her eyes like a surge.
She has been gone for so long, how is Xiao Qiye? Will Beitang Feng be angry and take it out on the baby, without giving him an analgesic injection?
When Bo Yeyuan saw her tears, his heart ached as if he had been crushed by tens of thousands of camels.
No matter how much she tortured him and how much she missed Beitang Feng, he couldn't bear it. It was just a stick of thorns hitting his chest.
But she cried...she cried bitterly...
Li Qiyu closed her eyes and stroked her fingers through the window. She didn't dare to focus her eyes for fear that Bo Yeyuan would notice something strange about her.
Kekekeke, she cried until she choked on her saliva and coughed in a low voice.
Bo Yeyuan pulled a baby towel from the shelf and wiped the tears on her face.
He didn't know whether she was crying for the child who died in infancy, for missing Beitang Feng, or for the child she gave birth to with Beitang Feng!
He held her in his arms, coaxed her in a low voice, and said words of love to her.
Li Qiyu seemed unable to hear, and drew out a word through the window glass with his hand: North.
Bo Yeyuan's arms were stiff. She was crying because of Beitang Feng's child. She missed the child.
The corner of his mouth curled up with a strange purple color. She held his heart in her hand and played with it, and he was about to be infected with a heart attack.
Li Qiyu was held in his arms and felt his heavy and deep breathing... He said no more.
The sudden silence made the already silent supermarket very quiet...
Li Qiyu felt that he was twitching, as if his body was having a painful spasm, and he vaguely saw his painful face on the glass mirror.
Is he going to be sick? She was a little worried about him, but she bit her lip and didn't look back.
She is sleepwalking in Qiyu now. Even if he really falls down, she can't do anything... What's more, what if he lied to her?
After a long time, Bo Yeyuan kissed her on the back of her neck: "Qiyu, I love you."
He kept talking about love these days...she heard it a lot.
Cold sweat broke out on Bo Yeyuan's forehead. His life was in her hands, and she could make him collapse with just a few words. So he was glad that she didn't wake up - glad that he could deceive himself and escape for a few more days.
, pretending that he is still happy. But he is also afraid, afraid that her condition is serious and she will never wake up again.
If she didn't love Beitang Feng, how could she miss him? She would even sleepwalk and choose anything related to him!
Li Qiyu walked into a men's products section with Feng Shu in his arms, followed by Bo Yeyuan's heavy footsteps. He was like a slumped dog, with his tail draped, and his hair was trembling in pain.
Li Qiyu chose men's clothing from the shelf, a size larger than Bo Yeyuan——
Beitang Feng likes to wear European and American style uniforms, British military uniforms, and the style of clothing she chose is the style Beitang Feng usually likes to wear.
Breeches, boots, belt...
She chooses carefully every time, choosing one size and two sizes for Bo Yeyuan.
Bo Yeyuan took the clothes she chose in despair. He deceived himself and thought that Li Qiyu didn't know his code.
But the style, color, and matching style of the clothes are not his feelings...
Even Li Qiyu got Na pants, and they were still the largest size that was a few plus sizes bigger than him.
Kaede Beitou's physique looks similar to him. How can his pants be so big? Could it be the elephant butt of a sumo wrestler?
Bo Yeyuan was in pain so much that his heart, lungs and temples exploded...