"Ma -" Xinle looked back at the closed bedroom door with a sour nose.

Xinle's father sighed, "you really don't know your mother's embarrassment. After you go downstairs, your mother still asks me if it's too shameless to do so. Your mother is not for you."

Xinle bowed her head slightly, picked the plate on the table, and tears fell directly.

"Lele, my parents haven't bowed their heads to anyone these years, and they haven't bowed their heads when they are pressed by others at work. But for you, I don't want my parents' face." Xinle's father said and patted her on the shoulder. "Dad knows you can't let that person go. You can decide your own business." Said Xinle's father, turning to the bedroom.

Xinle looked up at his father's no longer straight back, his heart full of sour.

Xinle grabs the midnight snack on the table and turns out of the door.

On the night of new year's day, the wind is still cool.

Xinle didn't take a taxi and planned to walk there.

Mom and dad like Mo Lu Su, but they hate Mo Lu Su too. How can she tell mom and dad about it?

When Xinle arrived at the hospital, Mo Lu Su's operation was not over.

"It's been a week since the 27th anniversary of the founding of the people's Republic of China. Since the death of President Qiao of the Chu family, it seems that the whole person of the vice president has changed."

"Who said no, Dean Qiao is his grandmother, and it's said that the chairman doesn't go back to a city all the year round. Dr. Xin was waiting at home before the vice president. Now the vice president is alone when he comes home. It's suffocating to think about his empty home."

"Ah, the vice president is such a nice person. In the end, there is nothing left. What a pity."

"Yes, in the past, there were Dr. Xin, the unborn child, and a grandmother. It was like overnight, the child died, the wife lost, and even the grandmother lost."

Xinle stood at the corner and didn't go out until the two nurses went farther and farther away, and their voices came intermittently.

"Xiaofang told me before that the stillborn child born to Dr. Xin was later taken away by the vice president. It's a pity that they are all formed children."

"Who said no, it's a pity --"

finally, the intermittent sound disappeared in the air, and Xinle leaned against the wall, as if only in this way could he keep his body steady.

He took the baby away?

What's the use of carrying a dead child away?

Overnight, the child died, his wife was gone, his grandmother was gone, and he had nothing.

What about her?

Isn't it the same?

She killed her child herself. If it wasn't for her emotion, maybe that child would not have died.

But at least you don't have to suffer in the world.

Xinle first went to the ward, Xinyang is holding a mobile phone to play games, Xinle was grabbed in the past.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Xinyang yelled, "I'm almost through the customs. Give it to me."

"Play, not afraid to play into the eye perforation?" Xinle angrily said, leaving the mobile phone on the table, and then putting the midnight snack on the table.

Xinyang originally wanted to say something. Seeing his sister's reddish eyes and the midnight snack on the table, he didn't want to give it to him. After all, he can't eat anything now.

"Did you fight with our parents?" Xinyang carefully asked.

"No fight." Xinle sat down beside the bed. She thought, if it was a fight, it would be better. It would not be as hard as it is now.

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