After a long time, An Ge withdrew his eyes and pretended to look at Quan Mo with a silent face, "It turns out that I really imagined, let's go, I haven't finished posting my photos yet." ”

After An Ge finished speaking, he walked past Quan Mo and walked forward.

A pair of hands suddenly hugged her from behind.

Quan Mo hugged her from behind, his strong arms hugged her tightly, and tightened her, as if she was a wind that would pass at any time, and she must be protected in her arms.

“……”

The wind blew, messing up An Ge's long hair, An Ge was hugged by him, his chest was warm, so warm that it made people want to cry.

And so tears fell from her eyes.

Hallucination.

Just an illusion.

Everything was her own imagination, how could she think that the baby would come back to see her, no, the baby would not come back......

Once again, the pain took over her heart, spreading through her like a bomb.

Her children.

Their second child, the one who had been in her womb for months......

"Ahh

A hoarse voice came from An Ge's throat, not loud, even low, trembling and painful catharsis coming out of her throat, her body trembling.

The pain was like the flesh being cut off raw.

Her baby, her baby......

Nope.

It's really gone.

She hadn't seen it, she hadn't even seen it......

An Ge was held by Quan Mo, and shouted in a low voice in pain, she didn't want hallucinations, she wanted the child to really exist, and she could exchange her life for it......

It's quiet in the orchard.

All that was silent was the sound of the wind and Ange's hoarse and painful shouts.

Quan Mo hugged her and didn't say anything, just hugged her and gave her the warmest embrace and the strongest support......

He hugged her, his arm getting harder and harder, and his body hurt as if it was being torn.

It's his fault.

If it weren't for him, the child wouldn't have died, she wouldn't have been so miserable...... Everything is him, it's all him.

Quan Mo accompanied her for a long, long time, silently.

——★——★——★——★——

Quan Mo made steamed rice, which was steaming on the dining table and drifted away.

Quan Mo hugged An Ge and walked into the dining room and asked her to sit at the table.

Xiao Anxia followed, did not sit in the children's chair, and shouted for Quan Mo to carry her to the adult chair.

"Mommy, Mommy." Xiao Anxia stood on the chair, her small body lying on the dining table, looking at An Ge ignorantly, looking at her red eyes and the tears on her face that had not dried.

Xiao Anxia's voice was very heartwarming.

An Ge sat at the dining table, trying to smile at his daughter.

"Mom hurts." Xiao Anxia raised her little hand, her little finger was still wrapped in a little gauze, and said innocently and ignorantly.

She thought that An Ge was also injured before crying.

"No, mom doesn't hurt."

An Ge smiled very far-fetchedly, she didn't hurt, she couldn't hurt, her pain would make this home that had finally ushered in the light fall into a haze again.

Xiao Anxia looked at her ignorantly, and then looked at Quan Mo, who had an indifferent face on the side, and tried her best to narrate to him, "Dad, Mom is in pain......

“……”

Quan Mo lowered his eyes, took away the gloom in his eyes, reached out and took the steamed rice, and used a silver spoon to pluck the vegetables on the steamed rice, stirring the flavor evenly, so that the fragrance in the depths of the steamed rice could be better emanated.

Quan Mo pushed the steamed rice in front of An Ge.

"Smack-"

Xiao Anxia stood there, smacking her lips, her eyes attracted by the steamed rice.

An Ge looked at Xiao Anxia and couldn't help but think of the child she hadn't seen before, she obviously tried her best to restrain herself, but the more she restrained herself from thinking about it, the more the scene was repeated in her mind.