Turning her hand back, Yi Jing looked at the red in her hand in a daze, as if her head had been drenched with ice water, and her whole body was cold.

"She's bleeding...... Save her! Yi Wan roared hoarsely, and Wang Yitong in the next room listened to it in his heart.

Arrogant and arrogant, that girl is still not good.

The original wind and sunshine suddenly hung up a strong wind, the leaves fluttered and fell, the wind howled, and a sad parting song was played.

Yijing's mechanical help skillfully wiped the blood, but she couldn't wipe off the surging blood, her sleeves were soaked with purple blood, Yijing sobbed loudly, she had basic medical knowledge...... The seven orifice bleeding represents the end of life......

"Qiaoqiao, don't leave me...... Don't leave me alone in this world. You're the only one I'm related to...... Your life was given by me, how can you not want it without asking me if I agree with you! Qiaoqiao, come back, I won't allow it! Yijing buried her head in Qiaoqiao's arms and cried into tears.

Shen Xichen sat beside Yi Jing and sighed powerlessly.

Seeing Yi's sadness, he was equally sad.

He had promised that he would treat Qiaoqiao well and protect her. Now, she is dead in Yijing's arms.

Qiaoqiao gradually lost her breath, and her body became cold a little bit.

Raising her eyes, the surging blood seemed to stop.

She wiped her little black and purple face with trembling hands, wiped away the sideways redness, and sure enough, the bleeding stopped.

Yijing felt like something had come to life in her heart, she pinched Qiaoqiao's face, and said with a hint of joy: "Stop, she's not bleeding!" Did she survive? ”

Turning her head, she looked at Shen Xichen embarrassedly.

Everyone present was silent, looking at Yijing's great sorrow and joy.

Qiaoqiao's body turned completely blue and purple, and it was cold as if it had just been fished out of an ice cellar.

But Yiwen deceived herself, thinking that there was no blood left, and she returned.

Yijing hugged Qiaoqiao, and her heart seemed to be hollowed out.

She didn't bleed anymore, but why, her limbs were cold and stiff, and she didn't breathe?

"I still can't wait for her to call me Mommy." Yijing closed her eyes and suddenly calmed down.

Like the calm before a storm.

It seems that this is a farce, and at the end of the play, everything is back to normal.

"Seventeen ......" Shen Xichen's voice was hoarse.

"Leave me alone." Yijing closed her eyes and breathed flatly.

Shen Xichen looked at her and stood still.

"I said let me be alone for a while." She snapped open her eyes, "Are you afraid I'll die too?" ”

There was blame in the tone.

Shen Xichen got up and walked stiffly.

Finally, only Yijing and Qiaoqiao were left in the room.

Yijing hugged Qiaoqiao and coaxed her to sleep softly as before.

She felt like she had fallen into an abyss, surrounded by darkness, darkness that never dawned, darkness that was endless......

Qiaoqiao, why don't you cry? Are you hungry? What is wrong with you?

Yijing looked down at the quiet Qiaoqiao, and her heart was like ashes.

"You must be blaming Mom, right? I can't protect you, why did I give birth to you. Qiaoqiao, you scold your mother loudly, I'd rather you weren't mine...... At least you can live peacefully. ”

If it weren't for Yi Jing's negligence, Wang Yitong wouldn't have had the opportunity to drug her decoction at all. If Yijing had taken a sip beforehand, she would have been able to follow Qiaoqiao away......

Yijing skillfully wiped her face, her always fair little face turned dark blue, her lips were black and purple, and her eyes were tightly closed. Her whole body stiffened, and her originally soft face lost its elasticity. No matter how Yi Jing pinched her face, she was no longer angry.

Yijing's hands were sticky because of blood, and no matter how hard she wiped them, she couldn't wipe off her delicate face.

Tears dripped down and dried blood.

Qiaoqiao came to this world in a hurry for five months, but Yijing didn't take good care of her once, Yijing spent too little time with her, and she left so suddenly.

"Qiaoqiao, you sleep, your mother is with you. It doesn't hurt when you fall asleep. Yijing rubbed Qiaoqiao's stomach, it must have hurt here just now, but now it doesn't hurt.

Because Qiaoqiao no longer babbles and spits bubbles and cries loudly, no longer blinks her little grape-like eyes and makes a cry similar to calling her mother, and no longer has a temper and does not drink Chinese medicine.

Qiaoqiao, mom is wrong, she shouldn't have taken you to this world to suffer.

Yijing bowed her head and branded a kiss on Qiaoqiao's forehead.

Yi's body sat stiff, holding Qiaoqiao's hand and didn't seem to be tired anyway.

She forgot how long she had been sitting here, and she stared at the drapes until there was no more light outside.

And then a long, long time, as long as a century, filled the dark room with a glimmer of light.

A long figure flashed into the dark room, and Shen Xichen raised his hand to light up the European-style chandelier in the room.

Yi Jing sat in the room, and he stood outside.

She remained in her original position, sitting motionless, her eyes unblinking for a long time.

Such a snuggler frightened Shen Xichen.

He was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so he stood outside the door all the time to be on guard, but there was no sound in the room, and slowly there was no sobbing sound.

He didn't have the courage to raise his hand to open the door, and twisted the lock several times, but he didn't have the strength to push it open, as if it was a stone door, so that he couldn't push it open when he was physically and mentally exhausted.

Closing the door, Shen Xichen slowly paced in front of Yi Jing.

Yi Jing looked at Qiaoqiao with a dull gaze, and never looked up, confirming Shen Xichen's footsteps.

The shattered soul was pieced together little by little, and the torn edges were sharply jagged, grinding away at Yi Jing's meager willpower.

Yijing stared at Qiaoqiao's dirty little face, and suddenly laughed softly: "Look at how well she sleeps?" It's been so long, and I'm not hungry. ”

"She's dead." Shen Xichen's voice was tired.

"She must still be angry with me, so she won't open her eyes and smile at me, I'm just an unqualified mother." In just a few hours, Qiaoqiao's whole body stiffened violently, and the poison corroded her stomach and intestines, and there was a faint smell of decay.

At first it was the smell of blood, then the bitterness of bile, and finally ...... Rich smells of rot.

"You've done enough."

When Qiaoqiao was born, Yijing's uterus was bleeding heavily and circled around the ghost gate. After that, Qiaoqiao did everything as much as possible, making milk powder, changing diapers, and taking a bath...... She began to get started with all kinds of bits and pieces, and she spent a lot of patience on Qiaoqiao.

In Shen Xichen's eyes, these are all things that Shen Lishan has never shown in front of him.

So he naively thought that it was already a lot, a lot.