Xiao Baobao, who was standing next to Su Xiaoya, didn't say a word, and there were tears oozing from his beautiful eyes.

Gently pulled down Su Xiaoya's skirt.

"Mommy, it's all bad for Xiao Bao. If it weren't for the snap baby."

Only Su Xiaoya understands this sentence, and only she understands how strong self-blame and frustration Xiao Baobao has in her heart.

Xiao Baobao lowered his head, and the two chubby hands were twisted together.

His crossing is like a butterfly effect, although it has changed the fate of Daddy Mommy, but it has also disrupted the fate of Aunt Tang Rou and Mr. President.

If he hadn't crossed over, then Aunt Tang Rou wouldn't have died, and the baby in the incubator wouldn't have become a child without a mommy.

"I'm sorry."

Xiao Baobao's big amber eyes contained tears, and he walked to the incubator alone, stretched out his hand and touched the baby's body through the glass.

"Xiao Baobao wanted to save his mommy, but you lost your mommy."

"Baby Snap."

Su Xiaoya walked over, hugged his small body tightly, and kissed his tear-stained eyes.

"You can't be blamed for that. Baby Snap, you've done well enough. ”

In this world, there are surprises and regrets.

But it's really not Snapbaby's fault. Su Xiaoya looked at the cute and well-behaved baby in the incubator and kissed her gently.

Whisper to the baby snap.

"My little sister has no mommy, so let's take care of her for Aunt Tang Rou."

Xiao Bao nodded desperately. He's going to be a good brother.

He must train hard, and when he grows up, like Daddy and uncle, he will take good care of the little sister in Mommy's belly and the little sister left by Aunt Tang Rou.

Don't let anyone bully them.

Three days later, the president's wife, Tang Rou, officially held a funeral.

In accordance with the rules of the country, relatives and friends said goodbye to her body at the funeral home.

Cremation is then carried out.

As soon as the Qi family finished the wedding, they ushered in the funeral.

Jian Xiaomin kept crying in her husband's arms the whole time.

Qi Hai, who was originally the eldest brother presiding over the funeral, had to take care of his wife, so he could only hand over this burden to Qi Muchen, who had just become a groom.

When the group came to the cemetery with Tang Rou's ashes, the sky was drizzling.

Everything in heaven and earth seemed to be covered with a gloomy gray.

The atmosphere in the cemetery was quiet and solemn, and the relatives and friends who came to the funeral were not only the Qi family, but also the brothers and sisters of the Su family.

The urn was slowly placed into the tomb, and everyone saluted Tang Rou's grave one by one according to the rules.

Qi Zheng stood in the rain with his hands down, and the two bodyguards immediately held up umbrellas to cover him from the rain.

In the haze of smoke and rain, he looked at Lu Shijing's upright figure and Qi Muli's sad eyes, and couldn't help lowering his eyelids, his heart was sad and suffering, and it became a mess.

Xiaorou, I knew that you would end up like this if you followed me.

It's better to let you choose Lu Shijing or Mu Li.

One is what she loved, and the other was crazy about her, no matter who it is, it's better than falling in love with him.

At least, she's still alive.

The people in front of the grave left one by one, and in the end, only Su Xiaoya was still stuck in front of the tombstone.

Dressed in a black dress, she bit her lower lip, held Xiao Bao with one hand, and slowly pulled out a photo from her arms with the other.

The photo shows the little baby in the incubator, the daughter of Tang Rou and Qi Zheng.

(Education 123 Literature Network)