The man's eyes were dark. He raised her jaw with his finger. A tear suddenly fell on the back of his hand, burning his heart.
He twisted his eyebrows, rolled his Adam's apple, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and sighed, "do you really want to stay?"
Inkstone when seven pursed mouth, silent nod.
Want to stay, want to see what he looks like, like himself, or like the fourth brother.
Want to experience the feelings of first pregnancy, want to give birth to a child for him, want to hold a soft child, think a lot, but did not want him.
"He has been inside, not noisy, I have not been pregnant and vomiting, he is very good..." Yan Shiqi's eyes filled with tears, whispering, let her own heart broken.
The man couldn't see her cry most. He suddenly hugged her and stroked her back. It seemed that he had made a very difficult decision. He said hoarsely, "if you don't cry, then stay."
Inkstone when seven Fu in his shoulder, eyes closed silent choking.
She, like all mothers, wants this child.
As a mother, she realized it.
She was silent for a long time, with mixed feelings. After a moment, she seemed to be deceiving herself. She said bitterly, "I won't be so unlucky. The doctor said that I can hear the child's fetal heart in another month.
Can we wait until then to make a choice? Now that the medical skills are so advanced, I just hurt my head. Maybe my eyes will be better in two days. "
"Well, it'll be fine, believe me, eh?"
The man couldn't bear to say more and didn't continue to let her get rid of the topic of children.
Since she wants to keep the child, he will do everything.
He held her for a while, then quietly fed her.
He said no more, but Yan Shiqi's heart was always heavy.
……
After breakfast, Yan Shiqi closed her eyes and lay down. She turned her back and burst into tears where the man couldn't see her.
Eyes, can you get better!
The man stands in place, looking at her constantly shrunk shoulder action, heartache beyond compare.
The corners of his lips were stiff and white, and a heavy black color passed through the bottom of his eyes.
A few seconds later, he turned out of the door, went to the flower bed downstairs and lit a cigarette.
Dongyang is gorgeous. The man is wearing a knee high coat. He has not slept all night. Although he has a light tired look on his brow, it does not damage his handsome and elegant.
He couldn't bear her hard work, and he couldn't see her tears.
Well, it depends on her.
After a while, the man takes out his mobile phone from his pants pocket. He looks at the front, but his thumb keeps rubbing the screen.
Like thinking, like hesitation.
However, in just a few seconds, he lowered his eyelids, opened the dial of his mobile phone, and pressed a series of phone numbers he had not contacted for a long time.
It's a long number, not a domestic mobile phone number.
Three times later, the phone was picked up, the other side's voice was low and hoarse, but also with a strong sense of sleep.
"Say it The dialect is concise and comprehensive, the word export, arrogant and fierce.
Qin Baiyu holding a mobile phone, Junyan look indifferent, he looked at the distance, the same brief, "I'm in Licheng."
After a startling silence, the other side breathed heavily, "Oh, Qin Si, let me find it easy!"
"Licheng, as soon as possible!"
Four simple words, with some self-evident tacit understanding, the man finished and hung up the phone.
And the other side didn't call again.
Qin Baiyu sighed and looked down at the dim screen in her hand. Her thin lips raised a smile.