she lowered her eyes and immersed herself in her own world.
in the end, a child had still separated them from everything.
qin mo sat beside her and felt a sense of helplessness. this was something he had never felt before.
he reached out, wanting to touch her, but he couldn't find a reason.
In the end, he could only retract his hand. He couldn't even say sorry.
She lost the child because they were in a bad mood, Yingluo.
He Huan was too sad and eventually fell asleep.
qin mo squatted beside her and reached out to caress her eyes and brows. he felt that he was extremely meticulous, but her eyelids were a little pink because she had cried.
he huan rarely cried, but she had been crying for so long now, even in her dreams.
it was already evening when she woke up.
As soon as she woke up, her long eyelashes trembled, and there was a drop of tear on her face. She seemed to have woken up from a dream.
