Qingshuang named him Morui, hoping that he would have an auspicious life.

The little guy is very sticky and creamy, and every time he is hugged by Qingshuang, his snow-white and pink little face is full of smiles.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, the weather was fine.

At the beginning of the day after the rain, the grass was filled with a faint scent of grass.

Mo Xian held the big and small in his arms, and bypassed the hospital corridor step by step.

Qingshuang held the baby carefully, for fear that Moxian would fall him.

After carrying Qingshuang into the car, Mo Xian closed the car door and drove in the direction of home.

The virus in Qingshuang's body is temporarily pressed with the doctor's newly developed drug, and no one knows how long it can be suppressed.

Moxian treats every day with Qingshuang as the last day, and cherishes it extraordinarily.

Every minute, every second is by her side and the child.

Although the new drug can temporarily restrain the virus in Qingshuang's body, the body is still weakening.

In addition, not long after giving birth, the loss of qi and blood, the virus has completely spread to the whole body.

The current medication only helps her temporarily suppress the pain and restrain the virulence of the virus.

According to the doctor's original guess, Qingshuang will live to give birth to a child at most, and then die due to the spread of the virus and bleeding from the seven orifices.

It has survived until now, and it is a complete medical miracle.

In other words, Qingshuang used his willpower to force it through.

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The baby is three months old, chubby, snow-white and cute, lively and active. Always love to turn over, and reach out to Qingshuang to hug.

At this time, Qingshuang was already seriously ill and lying in bed.

Mo Xian placed a doll bed next to the bed, so that Qingshuang could see Mo Rui at all times.

Qingshuang spends less and less time awake every day, but every time she wakes up, she can see Mo Xian and Mo Rui for the first time.

It made her feel both reassuring and warm.

But what she didn't know was that every time she slept for a long time, Mo Xian hugged her tightly, trying to lock the warmth on her body.

Hands pressed to her heart, feeling her faint heartbeat, as if to make sure she wasn't gone.

Seeing her wake up, Mo Xian was happy for the rest of her life.

Repeat day by day.

Until a snowy day, the heating was turned on in the house, and it was warm, but it couldn't warm the woman in the bed.

The faintly beating heart finally couldn't beat anymore.

Mo Xian didn't do anything, just quietly hugged Qingshuang and fell asleep.

This time, it's cold and bone-chilling like never before.

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20 years later, Mo Rui took over the property left by Qingshuang from his father.

At that time, Mo Xian was middle-aged, but his body had completely collapsed.

Seriously ill hospitalized, the last words in the operating room were to explain to Morui, if he died this time, he would be cremated and buried with Qingshuang's ashes.

Even if they die, they will not be separated.

In the next life, he will no longer remember Qingshuang, and can only pray that in this way, let them meet.

In the operating room, a tear slowly flowed from the corner of Mo Xian's eyes, and his breathing stagnated.

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Gu Jingran was extraordinary

After Qingshuang died, a man's crazy laughter came from inside the cave of a certain mountain.

He finally succeeded in separating them!

What a fate, it's not that he has destroyed it!

When he was in the heavenly realm, he could only hide in the corner and secretly spy on Mo Xian and Qingshuang Sweetness, jealousy like dark vines tangled and haunted in his heart.

Obviously, he has been silently accompanying Qingshuang for thousands of years, in addition to his unique identity, where can Mo Xian beat him!

He thought he had no chance, but later Qingshuang was lost in the Phoenix Heaven Territory, and finally gave him a chance.

He didn't know what method Mo Xian used to find Qingshuang, but the price he paid was far better than him.

So the frost is his, and it must be his!

Gu Jingran looked at the virus that dissipated silently in the vessel, and stabbed a dagger into his heart with his backhand.

The corners of his lips slowly hooked a poignant red smile.

Next time, he'll definitely make Qingshuang fall in love with him!