Mu Shaochen did not move, allowing Lin Jinran to catch her tightly.

He looked at Lin Jinran's shoulders with grief and said slowly, "The doctor said that there was something wrong with your body. I issued a notice of critical illness. I thought you would not wake up in the short term, so I sent the child here without authorization."

"No, no, no." Lin Jinran put his forehead on Mu Shaochen's shoulder, and he burst into tears and felt pain, "You are lying to me, right? You are lying to me."

"Jinran, I'll take you to see." Mu Shaochen did not answer her question.

Lin Jinran's body shook and subconsciously resisted, "I don't want to go see it, I don't want to go."

"Jinran, do you really don't want to meet your child?" Her arms were pinched by the man's big hands, and Mu Shaochen forced Lin Jinran to face her.

She really wanted to see her children, but this is not the place.

Lin Jinran's eyes were flashing with tears, and his words were still filled with stubbornness, "Shaochen, he is still alive, and my child is still alive."

Mu Shaochen looked at Lin Jinran with begging eyes, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and was quickly replaced by firmness, "He has left."

Lin Jinran seemed to be deflated and was stunned. He stared at the man in front of him, repeating his words over and over again in his ears.

He has gone, he has gone, he has gone.

His child is gone.

Tears surged silently out of her eyes. Lin Jinran knew that she had no way to deceive herself and her child was gone.

"Where is he? Take me over." She spoke in a hoarse voice.

A special area for burial of children and babies was opened in the cemetery. The youngest lying in there is like her newborn child, and the oldest is only in her teenage years.

As we walked along the way, a couple hugged their heads and cried bitterly, remembering their dead children.

She looked at the couple without any hesitation, her heart was as if it were a knife.

They stopped in front of a small tombstone without a name engraved. The child had not named it yet. In addition to the name, the others were written, the date of birth, the date of death, and the mother Lin Jinran.

On the tombstone is a baby photo with eyes closed, and she slept peacefully.

Tears suddenly surged out of his eyes, Lin Jinran knelt on the ground with a thud, tremblingly raised his hand to touch the baby photo on the tombstone, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

There was her child inside. She hadn't seen her once, so she lay quietly here.

She imagined that in her belly, it might be a cute little boy or a beautiful little girl, but she never thought that their first meeting was here.

"Wuwuwu." Lin Jinran could not bear it and covered her face and cried bitterly, venting the grief in her heart.

Behind her, Mu Shaochen stood in the wind and silently stayed by her side. The expression in her black eyes became more and more firm.

The breeze hit her crying sound far away and disappeared into the air.

Suddenly, the crying sound came to an abrupt end.

Mu Shaochen bent down quickly and held Lin Jinran who was falling down. Seeing her eyes tightly closed and her tangled brows seemed to be suffering endless pain.

She fainted from crying.

Mu Shaochen bent down and picked up the unconscious Lin Jinran, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

After getting into the car, Lin Jinran was placed, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed out a phone call with his slender fingers.

In half a minute, the phone will be connected.

He only said one sentence, "I will take the person back in a while, and prepare to start!"
Chapter completed!