"Baby, my baby!"

Mu Xiao woke up screaming, his haggard face covered with dense sweat.

"It's too late when your husband takes you to the hospital, your child hasn't been saved, you're still young, and you'll want another one when you have the opportunity in the future."

The young female nurse stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at the weak woman with a haggard face on the hospital bed lightly:

"You're still getting injections, don't move."

“……”

Mu Xiao looked directly above in a trance, and the fact of losing her child pierced her heart like an awl.

"Squeak!"

A soft sound of the door opening sounded, and a slender figure slowly walked in the door.

"Mr. Chu, you're here."

The nurse bowed politely, and after getting Chu Shaochen's acquiescence, she hurried out of the ward.

There were only two people left in the room for a while, Chu Shaochen and Mu Xiao.

Chu Shaochen didn't speak, just walked over to the bedside step by step, looking at Mu Xiao silently with dark eyes.

"Chu Shaochen, are you satisfied now?"

Mu Xiao's gaze slowly fell on his face, his pale face was like a blank piece of paper, without a trace of anger.

"......" Chu Shaochen just looked at her silently.

This matter, maybe any man would do this, he should have a clear conscience, however, looking at Mu Xiao's haggard appearance, he suddenly felt extremely guilty-

It's as if he owes her too much!

"In the past, you thought that I ruined your and An Yarong's child, and even if it was really like that, now I have paid it off."

Mu Xiao looked at the extremely handsome face in front of him, and his heart was calm without a trace of turmoil:

"Chu Shaochen, I don't owe you anything anymore, let's divorce."

A person has been stupidly in love for so long, and finally has no strength to love anymore.

I once married him so without hesitation, thinking that as long as I could spend the rest of my time with him, I would have no regrets in this life.

But only three months later, before her life came to an end, she realized that she was completely wrong.

The Chu Shaochen who loved her 9 years ago is long gone.

Now Chu Shaochen, she can't love it at all!

Since this marriage was a mistake at the beginning, and since this marriage only brought each other pain, then let her end this qiē!

"......" Chu Shaochen's tall body trembled obviously, and the moment he heard her say the word "divorce" in person, a gap seemed to be cut in his heart, and countless losses and depressions surged out desperately.

He took a silent breath, and a heavy emotion was buried deep in his dark eyes:

"If you're determined, I'll consider it."

Will you consider?

Does that mean agreed?

Mu Xiao looked at the man he had been thinking about weakly, and a cool syllable sounded between his purple lips:

"In that case, then do your best, I'll just leave the house, I won't take any of your money. Write the divorce agreement however you want, and I'll sign it when the time comes. ”

Just ask for a divorce agreement, and nothing else.

It's like marrying him, no wedding, no rings, no red carpets, nothing but the two marriage certificates......

Perhaps, such a beginning is destined to end like this.

It's like having an illusory dream, and in the end there is nothing but catching up with yourself.

Mu Xiao slowly closed his eyes, his heart seemed to be frozen, there was no trace of affection, only a dead silence and coldness.

Chu Shaochen stood beside her like a statue, looked at her in silence for a long time, and his thin lips finally opened:

"Since you want to be with Song Jingyan like this, then I will fulfill you."

"I'll do my best to get a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement, I don't want to be a cuckold anymore, so, before we get a divorce, don't let me see you and him again."

As the words fell, he took a long step and strode out the door.

Mu Xiao didn't see that the moment Chu Shaochen turned around, the pain and loss that could not be erased like a brand in his eyes were revealed.

Mu Xiao, since I can't even keep your heart, what's the point of keeping your people?

……

The cold wind blew the fallen leaves in the yard everywhere.

Mu Xiao slowly walked to the flower bed next to the swing with Fang Ning's support.

Chu Shaochen specially told Fang Ning to follow Mu Xiao in every possible way, so Mu Xiao, who had not yet recovered, insisted on coming here, and she had no choice but to obey.

Walking to the sparsely populated place in the flower bed, Mu Xiao suddenly stopped.

That's it, the sun is still abundant here, and people often come to water it, she thought, her thin body slowly squatted down, and her snow-white hands grabbed the soil in the flower bed one by one.

"Madame, what are you doing here?"

Fang Ning looked at her suspiciously, since that miscarriage, Mu Xiao had become even more silent, for three days, Fang Ning hadn't heard her say a word.

Although her eyes are clear and still clear, there are too many vicissitudes and exhaustion hidden in them.

She was only 23 years old, and she had lost her life like an old man in the twilight of her life.

The soil in the flower bed was fertile, and it had just been watered, so Mu Xiao didn't make much effort to dig a small pit there.

Then, she took out two long seeds from her pocket, placed them in the pit, and watched silently for a while before pushing through the soil next to the pit and carefully burying the seeds.

Her baby is gone, so let these two laurel seeds take root and thrive in this yard in place of her deceased baby......

"Madam, it's windy in the courtyard, it's not good for your health, let's go back to the house." Fang Ning persuaded, after these things, she spoke to Mu Xiao more softly.

"Okay."

Mu Xiao nodded lightly, and when he turned around, he saw the face in front of the window on the second floor again.

It's Chu Shaochen.

It's been three days, isn't his divorce deal ready yet?

……

The bar is full of lights, singing and dancing.

Chu Shaochen sat in a lonely corner, drinking silently alone.

It is said that wine can dispel sorrows, but he has already drunk a whole bottle of high-grade liquor, why hasn't his mood improved in the slightest?

"Mr. Chu, is it boring to drink wine alone?"

Suddenly, a clear male voice came from behind him.

It's him?!

Chu Shaochen's handsome face was covered with black clouds, and he didn't look back, but just said lukewarmly:

"I'm so annoyed, you'd better not bother me."

"Annoying? Because of what? In the ridicule, Song Jingyan had already walked over, and instead of ignoring Chu Shaochen's warning, he sat calmly opposite him:

"Chu Shaochen, let's talk."

"There's nothing to talk about between us." Chu Shaochen's drunken and hazy black eyes faintly revealed a bit of coldness:

"Song Jingyan, it's best to stay away from me before I get angry."

Song Jingyan took a wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine, he looked at Chu Shaochen, and at this moment, his expression suddenly became solemn:

"She's terminally ill, and if I were you, I'd be kind to her."

"......" Chu Shaochen's tall body trembled faintly:

"What did you say?"