he was crying.
his heart was not rough. the calmer pei huan was, the more unforgivable she was.
pei huan felt the warmth of his large palm and laughed silently. " old kan, the child is still here. He's still in my stomach."
old kan closed his eyes.
"She lives here too, right?" pei huan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. she felt that she was especially manly at this moment. " you should go back and accompany her! "
it would be great if she could take a picture and show it to qiqi. qiqi would know that she was strong now.
old kan's entire face trembled uncontrollably, contorting his bearded face.
pei huan looked at him and reached out to touch his beard. she said in a soft voice, " old kan, this beard is not mine anymore. "
he grabbed her hand and closed his eyes. " as long as you're willing, this is still yours. "
"will it still be mine?" pei huan's voice was very soft. " i don't want an incomplete one. "
