However, on the operating table, she saw a scene that she shouldn't have seen.

Her baby, so little bit purple, was thrown in the trash.

So the baby, with his hands still in his mouth, has a look, and looks more like her and him.

But he ...... It's thrown in the trash, lifeless in the trash.

Mu Xin was crazy, picked up the baby from the trash can, and hugged it tightly.

"Ahh

The heart-rending and heart-wrenching screams rang out in the operating room.

However, none of the doctors showed up.

Here, there is only Mu Xin, and the dead baby in her arms.

Outside the dream, Xiang Xiuhan listened to her heartbreaking shouts and cries, only to feel that a heart was torn apart and torn to pieces by a pair of invisible big hands.

And he, holding her hand, was already in tears.

Mother Yang stood at the door with dinner, watching this scene, she couldn't help but raise her hand to wipe her tears.

The people she thought would be happy until they turned white, but what they were going through at this time.

It's pathetic.

It's too hard.

This time, Mu Xin had intermittent nightmares again, as if she had gone through her previous life little by little since the induction of labor.

This time, it was useless to coax Xiang Xiuhan, she still cried from time to time, and his heart was torn over and over again.

Several times I wanted to die directly, only when he died, that person would not do this to his heart.

But......

He is dead, who will protect her, who will accompany her for the rest of her life?

What if he died, but the man still didn't want to let go of his heart?

So, he wants to live, and so does she.

Damn, it's only that person.

Bright, a ray of sunlight penetrated into the room.

Mu Xin, who had a nightmare on and off, slowly opened his eyes.

"Heart." Xiang Xiuhan shouted hoarsely.

Mu Xin looked sideways at Xiang Xiuhan, only to see that his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were even more black, the stubble on his chin was even longer, and his hair that was meticulous before was now messy.

Xiang Xiuhan like this, her heart ached for a while when she saw it.

She reached out and stroked his chin little by little from his eyebrow bone.

A thick, long beard that pierced her palms, tickled and prickly.

"Mr. Xiang, it's been a long time."

She dreamed that he died again in the sea of fire, dying for her.

Xiang Xiuhan saw her wake up, and the tears she held back, and when she said this, she immediately shed tears.

He choked up, "Long time no see, Mrs. Xiang." ”

I had only seen them last night, but they looked like they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Because she is her and not her these days.

Now she's probably sober, right?

So, it's her now.

They've just been, it's been a long time.

Mu Xin pulled her pale face and smiled softly: "How did you take care of my husband, you have taken care of him to lose weight, and he is not handsome, and if this is the case, then your Mrs. Xiang will have to find a white face." ”

Xiang Xiuhan grabbed her hand, put it to his lips, and kissed it over and over again.

"Your own husband, you take care of yourself, your own man, take care of others, and you are not afraid of being snatched away."

It was obviously a joke, but Xiang Xiuhan couldn't cry.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time since I've been with him.

Later......

I'm afraid it's been a long time since I have been able to talk to my heart like this.