She didn't have the slightest initiative at that time, and she always compromised and forbeared, because she married a person who didn't love her, and she met her mother-in-law who hated her very much. No matter what she does, she can't get their approval. Even if there was no Ye Hao, it would be impossible for them to go back to the past. Because there was no happiness for her in the past, and if she could, she would rather never meet him.

"You put it down, Mo Yixuan." He Xiyan, who had figured everything out, looked at the man in front of him lightly, and his eyes were indifferent as if he had seen a stranger.

She turned and turned her back to him. As in the past, he often used to use a back to himself.

Mo Yixuan's body suddenly stiffened, he pursed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face was extremely painful and ugly.

"Yan Yan ......" He tried to call her name again, but she received a silent response, and she didn't even look back at him.

The two of them stayed in front of the hospital bed, taking care of their common child, watching the child wake up again and again, cough again and again, change water and inject again and again, and until the second half of the night...... He Xiyan finally couldn't stay up anymore, she lay down in front of the hospital bed, accompanied by the fate of falling asleep again.

Mo Yixuan didn't sleep all night, he took off his coat, draped it on He Xiyan's body, and then walked to the window, looking at the sparse road outside, and the dim street lamp, he pushed open the window slightly, and let the cold wind blow on his face, and also into his already cold heart.

He wanted that if Xia Yuwei wasn't pregnant, he wouldn't have abandoned her. He actually loved her all the time, but when he understood that she had left him, and he had lost the opportunity to accompany her and take care of her, even when she was born, he was not by her side.

If there was one thing he hated the most, it was when they were together, and he never treated her well.

After more than four years of getting along, in fact, she had already entered his heart and integrated into his life, she was like air to him, he ignored her until she left, and he realized it later, and found that her departure could suffocate him.

Mo Yixuan clenched his fingers, his thin lips pursed as if he could no longer open them, and his eyes were full of pain and self-blame.

"Yan Yan, what the hell is going to do, you will come back and come back to me." Mo Yixuan suddenly looked back at the one who was lying on the hospital bed and was already asleep tired.

He walked over and listened to her even breathing. She was really tired, and those eyes were closed very tightly and tightly.

He was familiar with her sleeping eyes, and she liked to bite her lip and clench her fingers tightly into fists like a child.

That's what she is at this point.

He suddenly leaned down, picked her up, carried her to a companion bed not far away, and carefully covered her with the quilt.

"You have a good rest, Yan Yan." Mo Yixuan opened his lips slightly and said blankly, while one of his hands was gently placed on her forehead, pinning the long hair that fell from it.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the hospital was quiet, except for the occasional footsteps in the hallway.

Mo Yixuan sat on the edge of the companion bed, sometimes looking at his children, sometimes at the woman he loved. All night, he didn't close his eyes.