Xia Qianchen had a dream, dreaming that the cute baby was slept into her arms, and her green eyes seemed to be inlaid with gems.
Xia Qianchen hugged him, no matter how he looked, he couldn't let go of his love...
She taught him to talk, fed him milk, told him stories, watched him start from climbing, walking, and running...
He ran in the grass under the sun, and his figure gradually grew up and became handsome and upright.
【Mommy.】
He called her in a low voice, and Xia Qianchen was so happy that she shed tears, but found that the blurred face in the sun was gradually clear, which was an extremely familiar face.
The strong and deep outline is high and the bridge of the nose is emitting a handsome nobility all over the body.
He looks exactly the same as Emperor Nangong.
No, or he is that devil...
He walked towards her from the sunshine, she wanted to hug him, and she wanted to run away.
【Mommy.】【Xia Qianchen.】【Mommy!】【Xia Qianchen!】
Xia Qianchen bit her head and retreated frantically: [No, don't come over, no!]
Suddenly there was a pistol in her hand, and the muzzle was pointed at his chest.
【Come here again, I will kill you!】
【Qianchen, you are reluctant to shoot.】
【Bang--】
The explosion-like gunshots sounded, blood flowed out of his chest, and the handsome man's pupils began to dissipate, and he quickly shrank in front of her eyes, turning into a cute baby boy.
He curled up and fell on the grass, his pink little hands clenched his fists, and the blood in his chest was about to dry out.
Xia Qianchen's tears fell, and she rushed forward frantically, holding him in her arms: [Baby, my baby.]
【Why did Mommy kill me…】
【Mommy didn't do it on purpose.】
【Mommy, my chest hurts so much...I'm so cold...】
【Baby!】
[Xia Qianchen, you killed me.] The cute baby suddenly made a low and ghostly sound.
Xia Qianchen was suddenly shocked and woke up from the strange nightmare, his face covered in sweat and tears.
There was a storm outside the window, and the storm was blowing against the window glass.
Xia Qianchen pressed his chest and whimpered in extreme sadness.
In the darkness, a pair of dark green eyes looked at her silently.
Xia Qianchen suddenly looked back and saw a figure sitting silently in an indifferent corner.
Xia Qianchen stroked her abdomen and moved her lower body again. She felt that her body had been treated. She grabbed the pillow and threw it towards the figure: "You killed my child!"
“…”
"You devil!"
Xia Qianchen must have been crazy, grabbed a pillow and rushed to him a few steps, smashing him hard.
She just hoped that what she was holding was a knife and she would remove him from a big piece of cake...
The pillow slammed hard on his body, and he didn't understand it. The feathers slipped out of the cracked button of the pillow and floated all over the floor.
"Why don't you die?" Xia Qianchen grabbed his collar with force, "Why isn't you the one who died?"
The breath in the darkness is cold.
"Nangong Shaodi, do you know how much I regret not killing you?"
"Will you be happy if I die?"
A hoarse voice came out like a torn tape.
"Do you really hate me so much?" He grabbed her wrist, and the quietness in his voice felt terrible, "I wish I could die?"
"Yes, I wish you could die."
Xia Qianchen punched his fist hard on his chest and vented happily: "Go to die, go to die, go to die..."
That night, heavy rain poured.
Nangong Shaodi sat her on his legs, bearing the weight of each punch.
She used such a great force, and her frenzied fist hit his wound from time to time. The wound that was tortured repeatedly was covered in blood and blood, just like his heart at this moment.
pain?
I'm afraid the pain has reached a certain level, so I'm insensitive.
He gently patted her back, as if he was seducing her, repeating mechanically.
Xia Qianchen didn't know how long she had been venting, she was tired of crying, her hands hurt, and her body was exhausted, so she fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
Nangong Shaodi slowly tightened his arms, hugged her, and buried his face between her neck.
After a long time, he seemed to have made some important decision, got up and put her on the big bed, and left the room.
When Xia Qianchen woke up again, it was already bright.
Her whole body hurt, and her eyes were swollen and spicy because she had cried for too long.
"Miss, this is a must-eat soup after a miscarriage. You should drink it while it's hot." The servant said, holding the steaming soup, "Abortion is the most harmful to the body. You must make up for it at this time..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Qianchen raised his hand and poured the medicine bowl onto the servant.
"Get out, get out of here!" Xia Qianchen's throat broke as soon as he spoke.
She didn't feel like drinking medicine, she wanted to die.
Finally, my desire and fantasy for the future has been ignited, and now I am caught, and the child has been lost, and everything has fallen into the terrible darkness.
But she no longer cried like she did last night.
Because crying is useless...
Her expression was hard and cold, and she showed the most stubborn and tenacious side: "Where is your master? Please tell him that if he let me live, I will try my best to make him die... I will ask him to come back today
Be careful!”
The servant was frightened by Xia Qianchen's expression, which was so terrible.
Rhode walked in and saw that Xia Qianchen had not taken medicine, and he saw the overturned medicine bowl.
The servant said in trouble: "Miss Xia doesn't drink at all, what should I do?"
"Drink the medicine and have a good rest. As soon as the rain stops, I will take you back to the Xia family." Rhode said.
Xia Qianchen was angry, so he could not hear Rhodes' words, and kept asking them to get out!
Rhode's eyes were red, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night, and he was extremely tired: "The one who hurts the most in this matter is Master Di. Your lie indirectly made him kill his child with his own hands, and this blow will definitely hurt more than you
Ten times hundred times.”
Xia Qianchen smiled coldly and said, "Don't he have a son over 1 year old? What's the point of dying one?"
"Miss Xia, you probably misunderstood. Master Di actually..."
"I told you to get out, you don't understand? Otherwise, I will not be polite to you anymore!" Xia Qianchen excitedly picked up a water cup and was about to throw it over.
Rhode frowned: "It's probably evening when the rain will stop. You drink the medicine. We will send you back and reunite with Mr. Xia."
"What do you want to do to my dad again?"
"Mr. Xia's heart surgery is being raised, and I believe that I will give you a healthy father soon. This is the only one that our Master Di can compensate you."