Nian lie tightened his grip on her shoulders.
"You're not," he denied through gritted teeth.
Ning Qing laughed. Her vision was clear for a moment, then blurry for a moment.
She closed her eyes tiredly, only opening them after a few seconds, then closing them again.
It was as if he had used up all his strength.
"Just now, they seemed to be very afraid of me."
"No, I didn't," "Why would they be afraid of you? you've always been gentle," Nian lie said in a low voice.
Ning Qing's breathing was uneven, and her breath was weak. Nian lie.
"I'm here,"
"I hate my current self."
“……”
I should have been stronger with the child in my stomach. But how did I become like this? "
Nian lie felt a sour taste in his throat. He didn't know how to explain.
At this moment, he suddenly regretted it.
He regretted that he couldn't bear to let her suffer this kind of torture.
After a short silence, ning Qing leaned into his arms, seeking a trace of comfort.
