"Don't cry," Su Nanxing was a bit at a loss.
She had never seen Lu Beiyuan like this and didn't know how to comfort him.
"Happy..."
Lu Beiyuan's low and suppressed voice rang out.
He said, "I am happy, but, Xingxing... I am also very sad..."
Su Nanxing couldn't understand for a moment, "What are you sad about? Do you really not want this baby?"
"No!" Lu Beiyuan looked up at her, his tone urgent, "How could I not want this baby! It's just that..."
Su Nanxing raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.
His eyes, pitch black, shone brightly from the tears, and his eyelashes, also touched by tears, were crystal clear.
Su Nanxing didn't realize that even a man could look so good when crying.
"Just what?" she asked.
"I just feel heartbroken." He grasped her hand and pressed it against his cheek, "Why didn't you tell me? At least... I could have taken care of you. It must have been so hard for you to be pregnant all by yourself..."
