"Pei Haoran, do you know how painful I was then?" There was no complaint, no blame, no resentment in her voice, so she asked him calmly like an outsider.

Pei Haoran couldn't respond. His heart was dull and his whole body was numb. He never thought it would be such a reason. He didn't even dare to look her in the eyes.

For the two of them, it seems that there is no longer any topic, silence to talk about.

Originally, Pei Haoran thought of many words of seeking peace, making advances, and asking her to forgive. They all choked in his throat. He couldn't speak them out. Zhu Xiaowei was right. He shouldn't disturb her new life in Paris, because he was not qualified.

She kept repeating her words in her mind, over and over again. Guilt, shame, anger and hatred were intertwined.

It's just two meters away. You're in the ward. You hug Guan Lei

[I'm outside the ward. I'm afraid of tears. I'm struggling desperately to fight. I want to call for help. How I wish you could turn around and see me...]

I was suddenly covered by my mouth and nose, dragged by my hair, dragged to the hospital stairway and pushed down

After a long time, Zhu Xiaowei pushed away the chair and stood up.

It's all over. She and he are like strangers. They will never meet again. She doesn't want to hurt any more. She doesn't want to be Zhu Xiaowei, who used to be cowardly, tolerant and humble. She lives a new life in Paris. She will change.

"Who is it?"

When she got up silently and wanted to leave, Pei Haoran squeezed two words out of her throat, dry and dumb.

Zhu Xiaowei stood up straight, did not look back, and did not stop for him.

As if she could not hear his question, she continued to turn around, looking at the beautiful street view of Paris, looking at the street, looking for a taxi.

She just wanted to leave, away from this man.

"I won't pester you any more."

Pei Haoran also stood up eagerly, subconsciously stretched out his hand to drag her, and suddenly realized that he was not qualified, his big hand stopped in mid air.

Tone eased down, like talking to ordinary friends, words earnestly pray, "Zhu Xiaowei, you tell me, who pushed you downstairs?"

"Tell me, who did harm to our children?" Pei Haoran forced to endure the emotion of excitement and hatred.

He knows that she won't forgive him, and he doesn't dare to hurt her any more. He is a very failed father. Over the years, he pretends to be a father instead of his elder brother, and tries his best to educate Pei Yi to call him his father, but his own child has come to this end

Even if the marriage ends, he must know who killed his children.

In front, Zhu Xiaowei, who is walking towards the street step by step, hears his words. She stops for a moment and still doesn't look back. Pei Haoran catches up. He doesn't dare to urge her or look at her face at this time.

"I don't know."

She only gave him this reply.

When a taxi comes, Zhu Xiaowei doesn't seem to want to have too much conversation with him. She has some flimsy steps, but she is very firm. She opens the door and sits in the car.

"Why?"

"I also have the right to know, why don't you tell me... Who did harm to our children!"

Pei Haoran saw her get into the car and leave. He was so anxious that he ran to catch up with her and beat the window.

But the car has continued to move forward, the speed is faster and faster, finally he can't catch up, gasping at the shadow of the car, in his eyes gradually disappear.

Looking from the outside, it's just a piece of special black window glass. Pei Haoran didn't know that Zhu Xiaowei in the car had already sobbed. She didn't wipe the tears on her cheek. She couldn't stop them.

Today, she used all her strength to tell herself that she has come to a new place. She is no longer cowardly. She can face it.

However, at the mention of her dead baby, all the stubborn and strong all collapsed.

Who killed her baby.

Who is that person? Who has such a big hatred with her.

At that time, she only indulged in the pain of losing her child. No matter what the process, the result was the same. Her child was gone.

She really has no strength, no courage, to stay in that place to find the answer.

Tears came down one by one.

The morning in Paris is just the afternoon of city a, approaching the evening.

"Why are you back so early today?"

Qiao bao'er, who is teasing her baby in the baby's room, doesn't lift her head. She is busy and seems to have a little dislike for Jun Zhimu. She goes home so early today.

"What are you doing?"

Junzhimu's tone is much more gentle than usual. Every time he likes to stand quietly and watch his wife and children together, Qiao bao'er will always tell them many interesting stories, or toss them.

Qiao Baoer is really tossing her son again, fiddling with her two sons' little clothes.

She bought them two sets of sheep clothes. Two one year old babies lined up and lay down in front of her. Cute baby had bright big eyes and white little body. They were very cooperative when their mother changed new clothes.

"Well, why does the sheep seem to have crooked ears?"

Qiao bao'er looked at the son who had become two lambs. They were white and fluffy. They only showed their small white faces. Their big eyes were clear and bright, and their little pink mouths curved and laughed. They were very lovely.

Jun Zhimu looks at it and unconsciously raises his mouth and smiles.

"Aunt Fang, the quality of this dress is not good." Qiao bao'er turned to shout, she was very dissatisfied.

"Young lady, the ears of the little sheep are just like this. Before the design, the clothes were designed according to this size. The young master ate more and grew faster than expected. The clothes were half a size smaller, and the ears of the sheep looked a little slanted."

It means that her son eats too much and suddenly grows too fat, exceeding the designer's estimate.

Aunt Fang was very patient to explain to her that these were all nutritious chat contents, but they all attached great importance to them.

"Big fat, little fat."

Qiao Baoer picked up a flock of sheep and gave them another nickname with a smile.

Their young master's nickname is so varied that Qiao bao'er can call them whatever he thinks. Of course, Bao Bao has no right to resist. As long as he hears Qiao bao'er's voice, no matter what it is, he raises his simple white face with bright eyes and a shy smile.

Junzhimu doesn't have any opinions about his wife's bad behavior. His grandfather insists on giving his children a correct name until they go to primary school. In recent years, Qiao bao'er has been shouting any vegetables and fruits, just happy.

"Son, come here, come here to eat grass."

Qiao bao'er asked the maid to bring her a broccoli. She deliberately went to the door, shook her hands with the green broccoli, and coaxed the two sheep in the house to climb over.

Jun Xiao was forced by his mother to wear the sheep clothes, because he was very fat, which made him uncomfortable.

He twisted his little butt, and the short tail of the sheep also twisted. He looked at his mother in front of him and wanted to climb over, but he was very tight. After two steps, he opened his mouth.

The cry of "acridine" is that you can't climb. Your sapphire blue eyes are watery and very aggrieved.

"Brother, come on, come on..."

Qiao bao'er saw that her eldest son was very resolute. He crawled towards her step by step. He was so good.

Jun dada seems to be able to understand his mother's cry for him. He is very excited and happy. His two little hands work hard to move forward, and his two little feet push hard. The more he climbs, the more energetic he is.

Poor Jun small tears vaguely looking at his brother's sheep ass, over himself, Qiao bao'er picked up Jun Da, also praised his brother.

Jun small quit, he simply lying on the smooth solid wood floor refused to move, and then wow, cry out.

Qiao bao'er is holding his eldest son and kicking his foot at the king's shepherd

Junzhimu picks eyebrows. Recently, he finds that Qiao bao'er is eccentric. She seems to like her brother better.

That's of course, because my brother learned to call her Mommy. Every time I heard it, Qiao bao'er was so excited that he couldn't help it. His younger brother would just stare at her. So far, his younger brother can only learn to bark like a cat.

When Pei Haoran stood at the door of Jun's baby room and saw the scene in front of him, his heart was very complicated. He was envious, jealous and angry.

"... excuse me, I have something very important to ask you."