"You really don't want to call me Mom anymore?" Yi Meifeng's outstretched hand fell in mid-air, looking at her son's cold face, she suddenly burst into tears, "I know, I was wrong...... But Mom is all for your good. ”

The man stood in front of the bed, "Mom, I said I can't live without Xia Yan, you are really too much this time, Xia Yan is pregnant with my child, how can you bear to let her suffer like that?" ”

Yi Meifeng tightened the corners of her mouth, letting the tears in the corners of her eyes slide down, "It's Mom's fault, Mom just knows...... You'd be crazy without her, that's why you didn't dare to touch her...... But mom, please...... You must not be fine...... You go and get a good check-up......"

Yi Meifeng said intermittently, her voice already shaking.

Yi Beihan clenched his fists, and looked at the weak Yi Meifeng on the hospital bed with dark eyes, but he didn't know what to say.

Her so-called good for him has never been based on his feelings and based on his pain.

"Han ......" Yi Meifeng muttered, her right hand stretched out weakly to Yi Beihan, "Will you call me one last time...... Mom is dying...... Ask for ...... You, forgive, forgive...... Mom......"

Yi Beihan's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face was cold and blue.

He took a step forward and just stretched out his hand, but saw Yi Meifeng's hand stopped in mid-air, hanging down, shaking a few times, and finally stopped moving.

A heart-rending pain suddenly came from his chest, and Yi Beihan's bruised hand supported the low cabinet next to him and slowly stepped forward.

looked at Yi Meifeng, who was on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, and screamed hoarsely-

"Mom-"

……………………

Midnight.

In the bedroom, Xia Yan sat in a rocking chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window without blinking.

He hasn't come back yet, is something wrong?

I tried to call him several times, but I put up with it.

Because I'm afraid of being speechless.

In the second half of the night, I gradually felt sleepy, and I fell asleep on the rocking chair.

As soon as Yi Beihan pushed the door in, he saw the thin figure in front of the window.

Quickly took two steps forward and lifted the thin quilt on her body, only to see that she had not changed her clothes at all.

The dirty marks on her hands and neck are still there.

The clothes on her body were the same as they were on the day she disappeared, and there was a large cut in her shoulder, which seemed to have been torn apart.

Yi Beihan felt a pain in his heart, carefully picked her up, and walked into the bathroom.

It wasn't until his body was hugged in hot water that Xia Yan finally woke up.

She looked at the familiar handsome face of the man in front of her in a daze, and the corners of her lips immediately hooked up a sweet smile, hooked his neck, and gave him a kiss.

"Sit down obediently, my husband will bathe you."

Xia Yan reached out and pressed his arm, looking embarrassed.

She's so dirty......

"Fool, are you still shy at this time?"

Yi Beihan couldn't put it down, kissed her on the lips a few times, wet the towel, and gently wiped her body one by one.

Xia Yan was already skinny at this time, and Yi Beihan only felt that his palm was caressing, and he only felt the feeling of being awkward.

"Baby, I'm sorry......" Yi Beihan stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her, and couldn't help but apologize.

Xia Yan nestled quietly in his arms, looking at Yi Beihan without blinking, and let him wash her body.

After taking a bath, Yi Beihan wrapped her body in a bath towel, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Xia Yan saw Yi Beihan come back at this time, and a stone in his heart finally fell.

The basement was already damp, Yi Meifeng only asked people to add a quilt to her, and the days when it was cold and deboning, Xia Yan thought that she would never forget it in her life.