Bo Yeyuan clutched Li Qiyu tightly in his arms.

His eyes were also red, and emotions gushed out, and his heart had never hurt so much. Li Qiyu, you really care about me, why do you want to abandon me?!

His throat heaved and heaved, but he couldn't say a word, he could only hold her and choke with anger.

Silence shrouded in sadness in the living room, and the baby's childish voice hummed an ethereal happy birthday song......

At the end of the song, Li Qiyu's voice appeared, a little arrogant and awkward:

[Bo Yeyuan, happy broken eggs, congratulations on being a year older. You said the best birthday present is a child, and you're going to be a dad soon. The child is yours, and if you say it's Kaoru Susukino, you are unhappy. Yes, you treat me badly, why should I throw you a birthday party, why should I make a gift for you? I gave you this opportunity entirely for the sake of being the child's father. Don't be proud! 】

After a pause, Li Qiyu said in a low voice, [In addition, I was wrong to lie to you, for the baby's sake, I apologize. This whole banquet hall he, even if I'm sorry to pay you off. Whether you can be qualified to be promoted to dad depends on your performance tonight! If you don't believe that the child is mine, I'll pack up and leave immediately......]

Bo Yeyuan's expression was in a daze, and his brain seemed to be rusted.

[Bo Yeyuan, you never know what I have suffered before, my longing for warmth. No one has ever treated me well, I have no relatives, so how much I am looking forward to this child, I have also thought about taking it away, but I am reluctant to let him disappear. I want to be a good mom and this is the last chance I've ever given us to be together. Bo Yeyuan, whether you're together or not, I really don't owe you anything......]

The thin night abyss seemed to have fallen into a terrible black hole of memory, and the night in the square turned into countless broken lenses, floating in his mind in a dark and tortuous way.

Li Qiyu was covered in blood, she cried, she collapsed in the heavy rain, and she raised her pistol at him.

Every scene pieced together an illusion made him remorseful!

It turned out that she had given him a chance, and he didn't even know it. As much as she looked forward to her children, she was desperate.

He knew what she had suffered before, but he stabbed her with the pain of her past!

"I'm sorry—" Bo Yeyuan buried herself in her small shoulder socket, hot tears wetting her shoulders, "Seven Feathers ......"

The child died, and she was completely desperate for him, but he had nothing to recover......

She said she wanted a divorce in her heart, but he was so stupid that he let go. How could he let her go! If you insist on keeping her, you will have another child-

Li Qiyu hugged the photo album, let him cry and was indifferent, her tears had dried up, numbly broke free of his arms and walked forward.

Bo Yeyuan's body was so heavy that he didn't have any strength and was shaky.

Li Qiyu inserted the album back into its original place, sat in front of the painter next to the bed, and painted.

Rustle rustle......

The brush is shallowly outlined on the white paper, and the cute silhouette of the baby appears, lying vividly on the carpet.

She has drawn many babies, and each one is like a thin night abyss.

Bo Yeyuan was so painful that the organs of his whole body seemed to be cracked, holding his abdomen and bending over to stand up straight, he vaguely saw the back of her painting by the window, as if going back in time, when she was pregnant with a baby, she often sat there and painted.

He saved each one, bound it into a book, and he was jealous of why she never drew him!