James looked at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror, shook his head helplessly and regretfully and sighed.

It's really pitiful to look at...

Although he does not understand the love between men and women, he can see that they are in love.

But since we are in love... why did we get to this point today?

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Bei Wanxing was pushed into the emergency examination room.

Mo Yaochen stood in front of the closed door, supporting the glass window on the door with one hand, and clenched his fists with the other hand hanging down to his side.

James walked over and his palm fell on his stiff shoulders, "I'll ask them to go back and pick you up a piece of clothing, you put on my coat first."

Mo Yaochen ignored it and just lowered his head. The night in Feipa was very cold. He only had a pair of beach pants on his body, and his naked upper body was as cold as a statue. He was so cold that he felt nothing.

James knew that he definitely didn't want to talk at this time. He put his leather jacket on Mo Yaochen and patted him on the back, "Wanxing will not be in trouble, don't worry."

Just as James turned around and was about to buy some hot milk, he heard Mo Yaochen speak, "I was the one who made her become like this."

James paused, and he turned around, "Some things are not something you can decide, so you don't need to..."

"My mother once told me that you must trust the person you love. Trust is the foundation of love. Don't hurt the person who loves you easily, because some injuries will be engraved in your heart for a lifetime..." Mo Yaochen closed his eyes, "It was me who did the wrong thing... It was me who let her down."

“…”

"I always thought that it was her unwilling to give us a chance to start over. Now I suddenly understand that many things cannot be done again..."

"Yaochen..."

"My son is dead," Mo Yaochen raised his head, his eyes were red, "Actually, I feel very painful. I feel more painful than anyone else, but... I don't know how to express my pain. Bao Zaoyue thinks I don't care, how could I not care..."

Blood is thicker than water, and his flesh and blood, which he had never even hugged, died tragically. How could he not feel pain?

He didn't even dare to tell Mo Nanjue and Tong Ran. He didn't know how to explain to his parents, and he didn't know what they would feel when they heard the news...

Mo Yaochen reached out and pressed the corners of his eyes on both sides. He lowered his head. The tight and straight lines of his back could tell that he was suffering from huge sadness.

The sadness that no one can tell, his woman hurts more than him, but he cannot be the medicine to soothe her...

James stood by the side without saying anything for a moment, and Mo Yaochen did not speak anymore, but just maintained the same position and stared at the ground with his eyes.

Suddenly, the door of the inspection room was opened-

Mo Yaochen suddenly raised his head and rushed up as soon as possible. He grabbed the doctor's wrist, "What's going on? Is she still vomiting now?"

The female doctor looked at him and saw that he was a handsome guy, his attitude was obviously better. "I stopped vomiting, she was still checking. Who are you?"

Mo Yaochen didn't think about it, "I am her husband."

"Husband?" The female doctor was a little surprised. She looked through the list in her hand, "Are you married?"

"It's over."

"Do you have children?"

"……not yet."

"Then, do you have any plans to have children in the future?"

"Do you care if I have it?" Mo Yaochen frowned. Is this a question and answer for him about early birth and early childbirth?!
Chapter completed!