He now knew how much she cared about the child and what he had lost from all that he had done in the past.
He resented, he regretted, he hated.
However, he had no place to take root. In the end, he could only hate himself.
Ning Qing's appetite wasn't very good. She had only finished half a bowl of porridge and refused to eat it.
"Drink a little more, you're sick too."
"I can't drink it." Ning Qing tilted her head and refused.
"Ning, be good."
He was begging her again, and her cold heart couldn't take it anymore. She drank two more mouthfuls as he moved. enough, spit it out.
Nian lie was a little disappointed at her perfunctory reply, but he didn't dare to say anything else for fear of startling her.
After putting away the bowls and chopsticks, the two of them faced each other in silence.
The silence sent a chill down Nian lie's spine.
"I'm going out for a while," he said.
