"No, I can't use my money. It's a gift for my baby." Ye poppy's expression is also very sad, especially looking at Gu Qingxin's pale and fragile appearance, her heart is very uncomfortable.
Now that the baby has been buried, Gu Qingxin can't stay in the hospital. She wants to see the baby.
In the afternoon, Beiming cold went out. When he came back, Gu Qingxin was no longer in the ward.
His heart beat so hard that he rushed to the nurse station almost crazily and asked, "what about the patients in the ward?"
"I don't know. We didn't see it." The little nurse was frightened by the cold of Beiming.
Beiming cold immediately turned to find someone, and finally checked the monitor to know that Gu Qingxin deliberately avoided the nurse and left from the stairs on one side.
When I left, I took a taxi.
He called Ye poppy and asked about the location of the baby's cemetery. Beiming cold went crazy to find her.
When he got there, he saw Gu Qingxin standing in the middle of a row of tombstones. The wind blew her long hair, and her broad clothes covered her body, making her body look more thin. Her solitary appearance seemed like a sharp sword piercing into the heart of Beiming cold.
Gu has bought a lot of things for the baby, including toys, clothes, food, milk bottles and so on, as well as a bunch of lovely butterfly flowers.
This flower was picked by Gu Qingxin at the foot of the mountain. He thought it was lovely and brought it to the baby.
How much she wanted to be with him all the time, but she knew it was unrealistic.
Baby, mom will come to see you often.
Until it was almost dark, a dress draped on her shoulder, Gu Qingxin did not need to look back to know that it was cold in the north.
"Go back."
Gu Qingxin turns around and goes. Since Beiming cold doesn't like her baby, she doesn't need to let him stay here much.
Beiming cold takes a look at the nameless tombstone, turns around and follows Gu Qingxin down the mountain.
Back in the car, Gu Qingxin's hand was cold. He held her in his arms and wrapped her small hand in his big hand.
Gu leans on his chest quietly, without saying a word.
"Go home. I don't want to go back to the hospital."
"Good." Beiming cold answered and kissed her forehead gently.
When the car returned to Beiyuan, aunt Zhou saw Gu Qingxin coming back, and her eyes turned red. Gu Qingxin comforted aunt Zhou for a while, and Beiming cold took her back to the bedroom.
In the following days, Gu devoted himself to staying at home every day, and continued to design clothes that promised to hold the dust. He picked up the drawing board at 8 o'clock every morning, and didn't stop until lunchtime. That's the same in the afternoon. In the evening, when Beiming came back, she would definitely not be allowed to do it.
Gu didn't ask about the accident. She just did everything in silence.
In an instant, when Tang rongling's case of mistakenly killing Zhou mantong was opened, Gu Qingxin intended to go to the audience. She asked Bai shallowly to accompany her.
When she went to the cloakroom to get her clothes, she suddenly thought of her baby's things hidden in the drawer.
She slowly squatted down, hands out and back, several times later, she opened the drawer, a drawer of baby supplies let her cry.
She put her hand over her lips and wept.
Xiao Yi came in, came to her side and touched her head gently.
Gu poured out his hand and hugged his little body tightly. Tears wet his clothes.