After Song Qingchun left Company T, he went to Su Zhinian's villa.

His villa was empty, and the slippers at the door still retained the appearance of when she went out yesterday morning, just at a glance, Song Qingchun knew that Su Zhinian had not returned to his villa.

As Tang Nuan told her, she really saw the ligation operation sheet that he went to the hospital to make an appointment in Su Zhinian's bedroom.

The operation sheet was pressed under Su Zhinian's diary, his diary, all the contents, she had read it, Song Qingchun looked through it casually, and found that at the end, a new diary came out.

It was written three days ago.

"Little Sesame, I'm sorry."

"I love you, but I love your mom even more."

"If you go to heaven, you can hate Daddy, but remember, your Mom loves you very much."

The few three sentences made Song Qingchun's eyes turn red, and there was a piece of tissue paper in the diary, she took it out, spread it out, and saw that it was a tombstone design.

From the handwriting on the image, Song Qingchun can recognize that it is from Su Zhinian's hand.

The design is very beautiful, not as serious as the usual tombstones, there are balloons, bears, and Mickey Mouse.

The three words "little sesame" marked below made Song Qingchun understand at once who this tombstone was designed for.

In the corner of Song Qingchun's eyes, a tear rolled down.

In fact, Su Zhinian also cares about this child, but he cares more about her, right?

So even if he hurts, he has to keep enough sanity to make the best choice for her.

Even, in order to avoid similar mistakes in the future, he even went to the hospital to make an appointment for ligation surgery......

In this world, there are countless men who know that miscarriage hurts their bodies, but for their own pleasure, they still let women abort again and again.

But what about Su Zhinian? He would rather have surgery and hurt his own body than have her body hurt in the slightest......

Song Qingchun sniffed and took out his mobile phone from his bag, the mobile phone that had not been turned on for nearly twenty-four hours received countless call and text message reminders as soon as it was turned on, most of which were Su Zhinian's, as well as the text messages he sent her.

Song Qingchun thought that at noon yesterday, she left him alone and ran away, he must have gone crazy with her.

Song Qingchun hurriedly dialed Su Zhinian's phone, however, unfortunately, his mobile phone was turned off.

His phone is probably out of battery, the world is so big, where does she go to find him? She can wait at home, but what if he can't find her and never comes home?

Song Qingchun stood quietly in the bedroom for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, carrying his bag, running downstairs quickly, and stopping the car to the entrance of Mingjing Hutong.

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Su Zhinian looked for Song Qingchun for a whole day and a night.

At this time, it really looks like six years ago, he slept with her by mistake after getting drunk, she avoided him, and he was looking for her all over Beijing.

Although he has superpowers that surpass others, when one person hides from another, he finds that these abilities that he is innate with God that are beyond ordinary people are not helpful at all.

It's another night coming, all kinds of neon lights in Beijing City, one after another, since Song Qingchun left, Su Zhinian, who has never closed his eyes, has a little pain in his eyes, and his legs are a little soft, as his body becomes more and more tired, he has not found Song Qingchun's heart for a long time, and he has begun to become desperate.