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.

She felt that the room was extremely warm, and her body was very weak, and she was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

Yi Beihan sat at the head of the bed to dry her hair, and took a comb to comb her hair gently.

Her hair, which used to be smooth and shiny, was now yellow and withered, and with each comb, a few of them would break.

Yi Beihan suddenly lowered his head, his thin lips fell on the top of her hair, and he lightly kissed her.

Yi Beihan's face tightened, and he only felt like he had woken up from a nightmare.

The person in his arms was already asleep, and there was still a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had a sweet dream.

"Sleep, baby......" Yi Beihan hugged the person in his arms and whispered softly.

When Xia Yan woke up from his dream in the middle of the night, he subconsciously reached out to touch the location next to him.

It's cold.

She sat up and looked around.

I found a figure sitting in front of the window, and the uneasiness in my heart finally subsided.

She had just dreamed that Yi Beihan told her that he was going to die and asked her to take care of herself and Gary.

The man sat in a rocking chair, holding a cigarette between his fingers, the end of which flickered on and off.

At this time, the moonlight flickered on and off, hitting him in the face, making Xia Yan feel that he was surrounded by a taste of loneliness.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but Yi Beihan didn't notice it.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

Xia Yan walked over lightly and tightly wrapped around Yi Beihan's waist from behind.

Yi Beihan's body stiffened, and when he turned his head and saw that it was Xia Yan, his expression instantly eased.

The original coldness on the face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a soft and small container.

"How did you wake up?" Yi Beihan stretched out his arm and hooked Xia Yan into his arms.

Xia Yan stretched out his hand to turn on the table lamp on the low cabinet next to him, and looked at Yi Beihan with bright eyes.

Only then did Yi Beihan notice that she was not wearing shoes, and hurriedly scooped up her body.

Seeing her frowning, she hurriedly extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette, protected Xia Yan's body with one hand, hugged her cold little feet with the other, and rubbed it a few times.

"Why is it so cold?"

The heating in the room was ample and the blankets on the floor were thick.

Yi Beihan suddenly became nervous, "Baby, is there something uncomfortable?" ”

Xia Yan shook his head, pressed his shoulder, and gestured with his little hand, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"I want to look at you."

Seeing the sorrow between his eyebrows, Xia Yan suddenly stared at him seriously.

“…… Did something happen to Mom? ”

Yi Beihan's eyes twitched, and after a while, his thin lips opened lightly, "She's gone......"

Xia Yan's lips trembled, and he saw a trace of sorrow in his eyes before despair came.

"Her last wish was to hope that I could forgive her and call her Mom, but I didn't ......"

She stretched out her hand, stroked Yi Beihan's cheek, looked at him stunned for a moment, hugged his head, and pressed it into her arms.

At this time, he was just a fragile man.

Han, I'm sorry, it's me who keeps you caught in the middle, it's me who makes your relationship with her more and more stiff.

…………

After Yi Meifeng's funeral, Yi Beihan and Xia Yan moved back to the original Swallow's Nest Villa.

Since Xia Yan became pregnant, Yi Beihan has handled everything at home.

In order to recuperate Xia Yan's body before he gave birth, Yi Beihan specially hired a nutritionist from abroad, and he basically accompanied Xia Yan all day.