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"Why?" He asked her softly.

Why didn't she dare sleep?

What is she afraid of......

As soon as I closed my eyes...... There are a lot of images that come to mind...... The picture of Xi Shunan when he died, and ...... A bloody child kept crawling towards me...... The mouth keeps asking me...... Why don't you want him to ......" Thinking of this, Mo Qianqian's body trembled......

The images were like televisions, constantly playing in her head.

It's too real...... She was afraid.

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Hearing the words...... Beichen Shaoting's body tightened.

She doesn't sleep, that's because of that?

But it's also ...... In the past few days, she has experienced many scenes that she has never seen before.

Xi Shunan's Death ...... Her miscarriage...... She has seen it with her own eyes, and it is normal for this kind of emotion to appear.

His hand slowly moved to her face, stroking gently as if soothingly, and then said slowly. "I'm by your side, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

No matter what happens, he's there.

"But I didn't dare close my eyes...... I'm afraid to see that kind of picture...... "Mo Qianqian curled up like a child, rubbed into his arms, and the sound was as small as the sound of a mosquito.

Her movements were light, lest she touch the wound on his arm......

Beichen Shaoting frowned, and the next moment, he suddenly let go of the hand that was on her face.

"If you can't sleep, then you won't sleep!" He said suddenly.

Mo Qianqian looked at him with some curiosity.

"There are a lot of stars tonight, want to see them?" Beichen Shaoting raised his eyebrows at her, looking at her with doting in his eyes.

As soon as he heard that there were many stars tonight, Mo Qianqian immediately became interested and nodded hurriedly.

"Good!"

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The weather outside is a little cold, Mo Qianqian has a miscarriage, and it stands to reason that she needs to be confined like a pregnant woman, but in order to relieve her mood, Beichen Shaoting can only use this method.

Under the urging of Beichen Shaoting, he put on a long and thick coat and wrapped a scarf around his neck before he took her out.

It's just that it's the top floor of the hospital.

On the top floor, he took her to lie on the ground of the top floor platform, so that when he raised his eyes, he could see the stars in the sky......

It's beautiful......

But the only fly in the ointment is that the starry sky in the city is not as bright as in the suburbs!

But the good thing is that the weather is good today, there are no clouds in the sky, so the stars are much brighter than usual.

Beichen Shaoting's choice was right, when he looked at the starry sky, Mo Qian's heart calmed down.

The messy pictures in my mind were temporarily dispelled......

Under the starry sky, the two of them just lay down, the picture was quiet and beautiful.

Beichen Shaoting's uninjured hand groped on the ground, holding her hand accurately, her hand finally had some warmth, not as cold as before, he held her hand tightly and helped her warm up.

"Beichen Shaoting...... You say, will our second child come back? "Looking at the stars in the sky, Mo Qian was curious like a child......

My aunt was a very superstitious person, and when she lived in her uncle's house, she had heard her talk about many strange things.

Thereinto...... My aunt once said that the aborted child would return to the mother's womb......