It is not her fault that the child is gone, nor should she bear the responsibility alone.
If it hadn't been for his departure last night, so many things wouldn't have happened.
The matter has come to this, the child is gone, no matter how much you talk, it will be of no use, and the things that should be cherished should be dealt with in front of you.
The woman was breathing evenly and sleeping as peacefully as a child. Jun Qingjue sat quietly on the edge of the bed, not daring to disturb her or wake her up.
Her heart is very tired and needs a good rest. Her body also needs a good rest, otherwise, sooner or later, she will collapse from exhaustion.
There was a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the room, approaching from far away. Jun Qingjue stood up, stepped lightly without making any sound, and walked towards the door. He glanced at the woman on the bed and gently closed the door.
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Jun Qingjue didn't leave far, and Mu Hanyue didn't argue with him. She asked about Mu Qingyan's condition: "Is Qingyan feeling better?"
Jun Qingjue shook her head, and the worry in her heart could not be dissipated: "She is not in a good mood, and she hides everything deep in her heart."
Listening to his words, Mu Hanyue sighed softly. This was what she expected: "She just had a miscarriage and is still very weak. Take good care of her and try to keep her in a happy mood."
No one expected that Mu Qingyan would be pregnant with Jun Qingjue's child. They all thought that nothing had happened between her and him.
If she had known earlier, she would not have let Mu Qingyan stand in the heavy rain for several hours last night.
In the end, it doesn't matter who is to blame for all this. What matters is that Mu Qingyan's mood and body are restored.
"I know." Jun Qingjue raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanyue and sighed softly: "Mother, Yan'er is very silent and doesn't want to say anything to me."
His silence was really worrying.
Glancing at the closed room in front of her, Mu Hanyue withdrew her eyes, looked at the man in front of her who had bloodshot eyes because he didn't have a good rest, and frowned: "If she doesn't want to tell you, won't you tell her?
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This is such a simple truth.
If Mu Qingyan didn't like him, if she had no feelings for him, how could she give herself to him, and how could she be so sad because of the loss of her child.
"I'm afraid of irritating her." The man's tone was very helpless.
"Don't refute that you are stupid. Qingyan can let you stay in her room all night. How can she not want to see you? Besides, don't you know Qingyan's character and temper best? There is no difficulty.
If it doesn't work, what you should do is stay by her side and accompany her through this difficulty."
No matter how strong a woman is, she still has her own fragile side.
Losing a child is such a pain that ordinary people cannot understand.
Jun Qingjue fell silent, nodded, raised his eyes to look at the house in front of him, and sighed softly in his heart.
Seeing his appearance, Mu Hanyue raised the corners of her lips and said jokingly: "You are really promising. You can still be so calm even after you have eaten up all your beauty."
They all thought that these two people were still very slow to get along. Hua Wuxin had previously teased him to knock Mu Qingyan down and eat him earlier. No wonder he was so calm and looked like a gentleman.
If you throw it down and eat it, why do you need them to teach you? People have already done everything they need to do in modern times.
It doesn't matter if he eats it. What makes Mu Hanyue depressed is why his son is so unenlightened.