Upon hearing that Fu Shuang went to the hospital, he Xian disappeared and called Fu Shuang immediately.
"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is turned off. Please redial later."
He Xian's eyebrows jumped and his heart beat. His intuition told him that it was bad.
He drove to the hospital without thinking. He wanted to ask Li Kexin if he had said anything about frost.
Fu Shuang walked along the road for more than ten minutes. Her mood slowed down a little. She planned to go home. She took out her mobile phone and turned it off. She was too lazy to return to the hospital and simply took a taxi back.
Xu muzhou has found the whereabouts of Fu Shuang through monitoring. He hurried all the way and successfully received Fu Shuang.
At the sight of his daughter-in-law's lost soul, Xu muzhou knew that he was right.
Li Kexin was indeed pregnant, but the child was not saved.
He knew that she was upset and that the child had always been a scar on her heart.
Xu muzhou didn't say anything and silently drove her for a walk by the artificial lake.
The night wind in November was already very cold. Fu Shuang couldn't help shivering. He only felt that the chill in his heart was three points deeper than his body.
"A Zhou."
"Hmm?" the man listened carefully, waiting to receive her negative emotions.
Fu Shuang didn't say anything more, hugged Xu muzhou's waist, put his face on his chest, listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and slowly calmed down.
The world is cruel, and the heart is dangerous. She knew it in her last life.
Only Xu muzhou loved her wholeheartedly and devoted his life to protect her.
As long as he was there, she had nothing to fear and think about.
After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Fu Shuang speak. Xu muzhou couldn't help worrying: "what do you want to say?"
"I love you so much!" Fu Shuang's face rubbed against his chest and took a deep breath.
Xu Zhou has never perfumed, only a faint fragrance of tea on the body.
But enough to reassure her.
When the man picked his eyebrows, he knew she was scared, so he tightened his arms and blew a warm breath on the top of her hair: "again, I still want to hear."
"I love you so much! I love you so much!"
Fu Shuang repeated cleverly, his voice louder and louder.
"Me too." the man's voice was warm.
"What is it?" Fu Shuang looked up at him and asked coquettishly.
Although he knew that he loved her more than his life, he just wanted to hear him say it.
Who is not a fairy? Fairy loves sweet talk.
Xu muzhou grimaced and said solemnly, "I love myself too. I love myself so much!"
Fu Shuang took a blow from the corner of his mouth and beat him: "you're kidding me!"
Xu muzhou laughed, rubbed the back of her head, softened her voice and comforted: "well, don't feel bad. Some things are beyond your control."
"I......" Fu Shuang bit her lips, sighed and stopped talking.
In fact, she knew from the beginning that once he Xian knew that Li Kexin was pregnant, her child would be lost.
The most unacceptable thing for her is not that the child is gone, but that the loss of the child has something to do with her.
She can't afford a life.
Xu muzhou only knew one, but he didn't know the other. Fu Shuang didn't say much about his character and his increasingly stable condition.
"It's cold at night. Go home. The children are still waiting at home."
Fu Shuang nodded, put his two cold little hands to his mouth and said, "I'm so tired. I can't walk."
Xu muzhou squatted down in front of her and patted himself on the back: "come up."
Fu Shuang grinned and lay on Xu muzhou's back.
The man firmly held her body and stood up steadily.
Fu Shuang suddenly had a mischievous mind, directly put his cold hand into Xu muzhou's neck and tightly adhered to his warm neck.
Xu muzhou shook his body and stumbled. It seemed that he didn't stand firm. He sprained and almost threw Fu Shuang out.
"Ah ~" Fu Shuang screamed, subconsciously squeezed Xu muzhou's neck with both hands.
"Cough..." the man was pinched with great force, almost rolled his eyes and was very angry. "Shuangshuang, you murdered your husband!"
Fu Shuang stuck out his tongue, loosened his hand and put his arm around his neck. He said angrily, "slow down and don't fall on me."
"Call you a prank!" Xu muzhou rolled his eyes, raised his hand and slapped her on the hip. "Be honest, go back and clean you up!"
The word "clean up" is very heavy, which implies a lot.
Fu Shuang's face was hot and silent. He leaned down and buried his face in Xu muzhou's neck nest.
The warm breath sprayed on the neck nest, crisp and itchy. Xu muzhou rubbed his head. The smooth and cool hair ran across his nose, causing Fu Shuang to sneeze greatly.
Lying on the man's broad and powerful back, feeling the ups and downs between the movements of footsteps, Fu Shuang's heart became more and more calm.
What do you want in this life?
All my life, good or bad, I will guard him.
As for when his illness gets out of control, when her obstacles are completely overcome, and whether she can have her own children, these are not the most important.
As long as she is well with him, it will be a great blessing.