Xinle pain but never pit sound, even the expression did not have much change, as if the wrist is not their own.

Mo Lu Su said in a deep voice: "let's talk."

Xinle looked back, and her eyes fell on his hands, just as she remembered them.

However, what he gave himself from the palm of his hand was no longer warm, but cold.

"Why is doctor Mo so persistent? I said that there is nothing to talk about between us. It's your business to be a filial son. I've helped you once." Xinle said, shaking his slightly red wrist.

Mo Lu Su frowned at her wrist, her words were still harsh.

You?

It's not the first time she's said that word to herself.

Shang Hui looked at them playfully, and finally reached out to hold Mo Lu Su's arm: "Sir, please let go of my girlfriend's hand."

"Girlfriend?" Mo Lu Su sneers and looks up and down at Shang Hui, the legendary bank.

Xinle looked at his sneer, but felt dazzling. She pulled out her red wrist and looked back at Shanghui, "let's go."

Shang Hui nodded slightly and left with Xin Le.

Mo Lu Su stood there, listening to the door behind being opened and then closed.

The wind chime above made a clear sound, which hit his heart.

Outside the window, there are people who leave with each other. Mo Lu Su watches Shang Hui open the car door for her and watches her get on the car with a smile.

Going to the movies?

It seems that he never took Xinle to see a movie.

No, it's not just that they didn't go to the movies, even if they went out for a meal together. Their scope of activities seems to be home, hospital, hospital, home, that's all.

The heart seems to be caught in general, choking with pain.

How many things did they leave after more than a year of marriage?

Mo Lu Su didn't go after her. Instead, she sat down where she had just sat down and touched the cup she had just used.

How long has it been since I saw her smile like this?

Some memories rush into the mind, bringing the pain of the cone heart.

Xinle in the car is looking out of the window. Shang Hui takes a look at her and says, "women are so cruel that they can't even compare with men."

Xinle looked back at him, light mouth said: "not cruel, just the heart has long died."

He died long ago. In fact, he should have died more than a year ago. When the child died, he died completely.

[in the neat living room, Xinle excitedly holds the report in his hand and looks at the clock in the living room, waiting for Mo Lu to come back.

When the door is opened, Xinle puts the report behind her and looks at the man who comes in.

"You're back?" Xinle said with a smile.

Mo Lu Su light should be a, put the bag in the hand on the locker at the door, and then bow to change shoes.

Xinle knew that he was tired after 18 hours of surgery, but she wanted to tell him about it for the first time.

"Lu Su, I -"

"I'm very tired. I'll wait until I wake up." Mo Lu Su said, directly across the Xinle to the bedroom.

Xinle Leng for a while, whispered: "I'm pregnant."

Mo Lu Su's step is a little bit, and now he has come to the door. He holds the handle of the door in one hand, and there seems to be no mood fluctuation when he hears her words, but he simply answers: "O ~"]

the memory stops abruptly in his indifference, and Xinle bit his finger, "heart, long dead." It's like talking to Shang Hui, and it's like talking to yourself.

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