Wang Weijie's eyes were red, and he was silent for a few seconds before he comforted him: "No one wants such a thing to happen, don't think about it, take a good rest."

Hearing Wang Weijie's comforting words, Xia Zhixing's heart couldn't be relaxed, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Brother Jie, don't blame your sister, okay?"

She looked at Wang Weijie with begging tears, and her eyes were faintly flashing with tears of self-blame.

Wang Weijie stared at her face, and after a few seconds, he said, "I can't say this alone."

The child is his, but not his, and the old lady is them.

Xia Zhixing's face was anxious: "I know, my sister didn't mean it."

The more Xia Zhixing said this, the more Xia Yunge's charges were implemented, Wang Weijie's heart was inexplicably a little uncomfortable, was it really her?

At this second, Wang Weijie had a feeling of heart death, how could she be so ruthless?

"Brother Jie, I know that I was too willful before, so the child doesn't want me as a mother." Xia Zhixing cried as he spoke.

Originally, it was silent tears, but then, it turned into sobbing, and finally it was almost uncontrollable crying.

Lin Huan felt uncomfortable.

Wang Weijie also felt uncomfortable and said, "Don't think too much, close your eyes and rest."

Lin Huan was also worried that Xia Zhixing's health was not good now, so he persuaded him: "Don't cry anymore."

"Mom, you still go to take care of Dad, there's Brother Jie here." Xia Zhixing said in a choked voice.

That appearance is really pitiful.

Wang Weijie was leaving, and when he thought of Xia Qinan, a trace of sadness flashed between his eyebrows.

"Auntie, go see your uncle." Wang Weijie finally said.

"Vijay, then take good care of Zhixing."

"I will."

Xia Zhixing wished that Lin Huan would leave immediately, so that no one would bother her to get along with Wang Weijie, and she wanted to tie Wang Weijie's heart down.

Lin Huan was very worried about Xia Zhixing, but on the other side, Xia Qinan originally planned to be discharged from the hospital, and she had to discuss it with Xia Qinan at this time.

Xia Zhixing couldn't wait for Lin Huan to leave immediately.

Lin Huan sighed in his heart and walked away with a worried brow.

Wang Weijie stood on the side, the soles of his feet were pricked with needles, and he especially wanted to leave, because Xia Zhixing's mournful eyes made him unbearable.

Xia Zhixing glanced at Wang Weijie, then closed his eyes, and then, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes: "Brother Jie, I miss our child very much."

Wang Weijie was worried about Xia Zhixing's words, and finally he could only say: "Don't think about it anymore."

Xia Zhixing suddenly opened his eyes, his pale face was fragile: "I have been thinking about who he looks like, more like you or more like me, is it a boy or a girl, but now, it is gone...... Nothing is gone. ”

"Brother Jie......" Xia Zhixing shouted stiffly in his throat.

The discomfort in Wang Weijie's heart was as uncontrollable as the river that opened the floodgates, and he was so hard that he couldn't speak. 【！ ~ &#更好更新更快】

"Don't cry." For the first time since Wang Weijie was tied up with Xia Zhixing, he spoke so gently to Xia Zhixing.

Although the child in Xia Zhixing's belly was an insult to him, it was a different matter for the Wang family.

The child is suddenly gone, and Wang Weijie will also feel pity.

But his pity was only for such a moment, he suddenly found his extra expression, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Xia Zhixing grabbed it with his backhand and held Wang Weijie's hand.