Qin Yinan subconsciously walked over to Cheng Qingli on the sofa, he wanted to check her wounds.

As soon as he crouched down in front of her, and reached out to touch her, she seemed to see what a terrible beast, holding the thin blanket, and curled up fiercely into the inside of the sofa, she trembled violently, and her wet eyes stared at him, all on defense.

Qin Yinan's hand stretched out halfway to the ground, and suddenly stopped.

He stared at Cheng Qingliang for a long time without blinking, swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, pulled his hand back heavily, and then quickly stood up and threw a sentence lightly: "Remember to take medicine, don't get pregnant with a child, I don't want to be forced to be responsible for the second time with a pregnancy sheet!" ”

From the corner of his eye, he clearly saw that Cheng Qinglian's body trembled heavily when he heard his words, and his face was whiter than the ceiling.

He didn't know if he was hallucinating, but he noticed that his heart was aching violently.

This feeling made him strange and panicked, and he rushed into the bathroom without stopping for a moment, turned on cold water, and rinsed his body.

When Qin Yinan came out of the shower, Cheng Qinglian, who was lying on the sofa, was very quiet, as if he had fallen asleep.

Qin Yinan stood not far from the sofa, staring at her sleeping face for a moment, and there was an impulse that prompted him to step forward, pick her up, and put her back on the bed.

Even he took a step towards the couch, but only one step, he stopped, then he turned around, walked to the bed, and lay down.

It was late at night, the night was very quiet, and Qin Yinan listened to the sound of the winning needle on the wall, and he didn't feel sleepy.

It wasn't until early in the morning that he fell asleep vaguely, and after sleeping for a long time, he wanted to go to the toilet, opened his eyes, and before he got up, he saw Cheng Qinglian had woken up at some point, holding a thin blanket, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, staring at the window There was still a dark sky, staring at the sky in a daze.

He forgot that he was going to the toilet and was as still as she was.

He stared at her for a long, long time, and for a long, long time, her eyelids didn't blink, and his eyes were pantothenic and wanted to cry, but her gaze was still the same hollow as when he first looked at her.

Her face was pale, as if she was thinking about anything, and as if she was thinking of nothing.

The light outside the window gradually brightened, and the first rays of sunlight hit her face, illuminating her skin pale and frightening, and she blinked her eyelashes lightly and slowly got down from the sofa.

She never looked at the bed, and walked out of the bedroom with great difficulty, closing the door softly.

With the sound of the door closing, Qin Yinan's eyes moved slightly, sat up from the bed, stared at the empty sofa that was no longer her, got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and when he came out, Qin Yinan walked to the sofa by mistake, sat down where she had just sit, and then looked out of the window where she had just looked.

There was nothing to see except the golden sunshine, but Qin Yinan still looked at it for a long time, and when he was about to get up, his hand touched a touch of wetness, he turned his head to look, and found that she was covered with a thin blanket, and a large area was damp.

He knew that they were her tears, and she must have cried for a long time before she would cry like wringing out after washing.