Ni Bingyang's car was parked in the parking lot opposite the hospital building, a short distance, and the two walked side by side, their heads slightly lowered, and neither of them spoke, as if they could hear their own gasps.

It wasn't until she got to the parking space that Ni Bingyang unlocked the car and helped her open the co-pilot's door, she slowly raised her head and said in a dumb voice, "Today...... Thanks to you, thank you, otherwise, I really don't know what to do? ”

"Aren't you going to call him?"

"Who?"

Ni Bingyang was slightly stunned, the evening breeze blew, with a little coolness, and a trace of warmth slowly flowed in his heart, it turned out that her relationship with him was so stiff.

"It's nothing, get in the car!"

"Hmm."

Wang Xiaoman then got into the car, still silent, his head slightly twisted out of the window, and his eyes were full of tears.

The silver-gray car slowly pulled out of the parking lot, followed by another black car.

Wang Xiaoman's empty eyes suddenly rippled.

In the black car, Mu Shaoqian's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened, and his vision was focused and profound.

The two cars staggered by, they saw each other, she looked surprised, didn't he go to France? Could it be that Aunt Hu's condition has worsened? She lives in the same hospital as her mother, is she going to visit her?

They hit it off at first sight, and then they saw strangers.

She was stunned, and she was horrified to find that the energy in her body was being withdrawn from her limbs bit by bit, and all her thoughts and expressions were condensed in an instant, but she forgot to close her eyes and watched his figure slowly glide past her line of sight as the car moved forward.

The lost love song is hidden in the blue sky, ethereal, and it is beyond reach.

Ni Bingyang also saw Mu Shaoqian's car staggered with his own, his eyes suddenly tightened, and he glanced at her, seeing that she was staring at the car passing by without blinking, and he knew a little bit about the details, but he was the child's father.

Soon, the car drove to the downstairs of her rented house, she got out of the car, said "thank you" to Ni Bingyang again, and then went upstairs, passing by the place where Fang Cai's mother fell, and inexplicably began to feel distressed in her heart, blaming her.

The key was locked in the house, and she had to ask the doorman downstairs to help call the locksmith again, and after some tossing, more than an hour passed.

Stepping back into the room, she subconsciously went to her phone first, as if she wanted to see if there were any calls or messages from anyone, there were several missed calls, and there were several messages, but there was nothing about him.

She curled her lips slightly, as if laughing at herself.

I didn't talk when we met, so why talk over the phone.

After all, they became the most familiar strangers.

She put down her phone, went into the bathroom, and simply cleaned herself up and changed into clean clothes.

Today she knows that she is wrong, the love her mother gave her is too great, and she can even risk her own safety for her.

Her eyes were hot again, she forcibly held back her tears, thinking that she hadn't eaten in the hospital just now, and went to the kitchen to get herself something to eat for the sake of the child.

Ni Bingyang is right, she doesn't think about herself, she also thinks about the child in her belly, and if she doesn't want to eat, she has to eat.

She also boiled medicine for herself, and drank the brown liquid in one go, and the bitter taste went straight to the bottom of her heart.

After a total of two and a half hours, she went downstairs again, ready to go to the hospital again.