"My name is...Diandian. I have been thinking about you every moment for the past three years. Every moment is my love for you."
Therefore, my daughter is called Dian Dian.
Ye Ming's eyes were red, and he nodded, "Okay, from now on our daughter will be called Dian Dian."
Fool.
They already have a daughter.
He Bing wanted to talk and tell him that she had given him a daughter.
But she was so tired, all the strength in her body was withdrawn, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
He Bing closed his eyes and never opened them again.
She fell asleep.
She fell asleep anyway.
Ye Ming didn't dare to lower his eyes or look down. The veins in the big palm holding the steering wheel were pulsing. His heart hurt. Every breath he took was painful. The pain was so painful that he wished he could live.
Time went back to those nights many years ago, when he slept alone and alone in every corner of the world, alone and with a moon.
He was left behind.
From then on he became a person again.
The world is so big that his home is gone.
His love has nowhere to rest in this life.
He didn't know what kind of pain it was. It was so painful that he curled up in his heart, and his eyes were boiling with heat, but they were dry and he didn't shed a single tear.
Now her two big hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and her gradually cold body lay on his strong thighs. Her eyes suddenly became moist, and something overflowed in her heart.
One drop, two drops, three drops... The tears in his eyes fell down, blurring his vision for a moment.
It turns out that tears are so hot.
It burned his heart and burned him to death.
Time is irreversible, it turns out it’s still too late.
He Bing.
His He Bing.
He once thought that He Bing was a gift from God. In recent years, God seemed to have begun to treat him particularly favorably, but He Bing was still taken back.
His thick and handsome shoulders began to move. He had never cried before. He didn't know what it was like for a man to cry. He didn't know how to relieve the pain in his heart. He clenched his fists and put them to his lips, biting them, in a panic.
All the flowers are withering, and his world has become barren.
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