What she only saw in the X-ray picture was the outline of a child in the small lump.
In this way, he left her forever and ever.
She hated it, hated it so much.
But in the end, everything was wasted. I lay in bed like a living dead for a year, and there was nothing left.
No heart, no tears.
"I'm crying again." He sighed softly in his ear, "I really want to know, what can make you cry?"
"Go away." A cold voice.
Jiang Yuan used to be a stubborn and arrogant person. She never let others know her fragility. Even if her heart hurts to the point of bursting, she would only carry it by herself.
Growing up in an orphanage since childhood, receiving countless cold looks, ridicules and insults, Jiang Yuan sealed her heart.
After that, Jiang Yuan, who appeared in front of everyone, was so arrogant and self-respecting.
The cowardly and cautious person before was permanently hidden by her.
From that time on, she no longer shed tears. Tears are the behavior of the weak.
even though......
She was in a car accident, lost her child, and became a living dead, but she never shed a tear.
But...after arriving here, she shed tears twice in a row, and Qi Xuanzuo saw her both times.
"Not leaving."
Qi Xuanzuo squeezed onto the soft couch, held Jiang Yuan in his arms, and pressed his lips on her face without any hesitation, kissing her tears away little by little.
Jiang Yuan's eyelashes trembled, but she did not open her eyes. She didn't know how to look at the emperor at this moment.
Comfort her? No need.
Sympathy for her? No need.
But his behavior expresses this meaning.
Jiang Yuan clenched his fists with both hands, placed them on Qi Xuan's left chest, and said coldly again, "Your Majesty..."
"Call my name."
This time, he didn't use me, but me. Also, he once asked her to call him by his name. That was... when he thought she was Bei Yue.
He has figured everything out, and this result is very unfavorable to her.
After a pause, Jiang Yuan forcefully opened the distance between the two people again.