Sprawling Marriage Color: President, one pet to the end

When Yun Qingluo woke up, she saw Han Beichen standing by the window.The sun was shining brightly, but his back was so cold!Like a lone bird, it skimmed the frost on the ground.

"Beichen..." She weakly called his name.

He turned around and walked to the bed without any expression on his face.

"Beichen, where is my mother?" She asked anxiously, "Is she all right?"

"It's okay." Han Beichen tried his best to suppress himself, enduring the pain.

"Beichen, what's wrong with you?" She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face.So cold, without warmth.

He picked up a box of medicine by the bedside, opened it, and said to her, "Eat this."

She glanced at the medicine box and turned pale with shock: "Beichen, what do you mean!"

"Eat." He didn't explain.

"No! I won't eat!" She retreated in a hurry, curled up in a corner, clutching the quilt tightly, trembling violently.

He pinches her cheek, trying to feed her.

She shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face.

"Beichen...please...don't...don't hurt our child..." She wept bitterly and begged, her whole body trembling.

He closed his eyes and fed the medicine into her mouth.

She wanted to spit it out, but he pressed her lips with his hand.

She struggled and resisted, but nothing worked.

He finally let her go, and she grabbed his arms: "Beichen, take me to the hospital! Maybe I can survive if I go now! Please! Please!"

Han Beichen was unmoved.

"Beichen! I promise you, I will listen to you in the future! I will not go anywhere, I will stay here with you every day! No matter what your family says, I will not refute! I will be your wife! Even if it is just a lover , I will not resent! I beg you! Take me to the hospital!" She cried bitterly, helpless and desperate.

"I'll make you soup."

He said, and walked out the door.

She didn't see that the moment he turned around, his eyes were flushed like weeping blood!

Yun Qingluo wanted to climb out of bed, but suddenly felt severe pain in her abdomen, and she couldn't move at all!

However, she finally supported herself and fell to the ground, but she couldn't get up for a long time!
She was crawling on the ground, trying to get out of the house.

The clean floor, the blood is winding.

The pain was far from over, and after an unknown amount of time, blood gushed out, as if something had been ripped from her body!She couldn't help taking a look, and seeing the little man with small arms and legs, she burst into tears: "My child! My little star!"

"Qingluo!" Han Beichen came in with soup, seeing this situation, hurriedly put down the soup bowl, and hugged her.

"My child! Why! Why are you doing this to me! Why are you hurting my child!" Yun Qingluo clutched her abdomen in pain.

"Qingluo!" He was heartbroken, carried her to the bed, and fetched hot water.

Her abdomen was throbbing, her face was pale, she was dripping with cold sweat, and large teardrops rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

it hurts!it hurts!Life is better than death!

He wiped her hands and face with a towel, she grabbed his arm and asked in pain: "Why...why did you make me fall in love with you...why did you let me conceive your child...why did you lie to me... Why can't you keep lying..."

"Qingluo, I'm sorry! Forgive me for not being able to say it!" He held her tightly in his arms, his heart aching like a thousand pieces of knife.

"Han Beichen...I hate you...I will never forgive you..." Her eyes, which were originally as clear as the bright moon, were full of hatred!
"Qingluo, I'm sorry! When you recover, I will atone for this! Wherever you want to go, I will accompany you! What you want to do, I am up to you!"

"You killed your own child with your own hands... There is no redemption for this sin... We have no future... My future... There will be no more you..." She said wearily, "Get out! Don't bother the child's undead !"

Han Beichen wiped off the blood on the ground with a towel, picked up their child, and buried it in the flower garden.

He couldn't control himself anymore, tears fell drop by drop, hitting those seedlings.Seedlings grow and grow, but their children sleep forever!

No matter how resolute he is, he is just an ordinary man after all.He is a husband, a father, with the most ordinary love and hatred!But now, there is only hatred left, only hatred left.The love and affection between them, like this broken corpse, was buried in the cold!

He tried hard to restrain himself, and after a long time, he finally hid his emotions.

He walked back to the bed, supported her, and gave her medicine.

She was heartbroken, and smiled sadly: "Han Beichen...do you know...I like children very much...they are like elves...so cute...sometimes walking on the road...I They will all smile at them... These days... I have imagined countless times... What our children will look like... Is it male or female... Is it beautiful or ugly... Is it obedient or naughty... I am imagining every day ...even in my dreams, I imagine his appearance...I even bought a prenatal education book...every time I can't eat...I will touch my stomach...as if I can feel him... So I forced myself to eat...those boring days...he was with me to get through...I wanted to tell everyone this good news...I didn't expect...I didn't expect...it would be like this... He will die in your hands..."

"Qingluo, when you take care of your health, we will have children!" He said heartbrokenly, "I will definitely protect you at that time! I will stay with you every step of the way and never let anyone hurt you again." you!"

"Stop being hypocritical! Don't you think it's ridiculous! You hurt us! You can still say such things!" She couldn't help but sneer, "Han Beichen, you made so many promises, and you made it again How much! You gave me hope, but also made me despair! The more you do this, the more I hate you! It's better to stop all thoughts from the beginning!"

She was so numb from the pain that she didn't want to say another word.

He coaxed her to drink the soup, but she gritted her teeth tightly.

"It's better to be dead..." She sneered, "If I die, I will never be deceived by you again, let alone hurt by you! Han Beichen, if I were you, I would poison the soup. In this way If you do, I will disappear from your sight, and I will never obstruct your eyes again!"

"Qingluo, don't say such things, okay?" His eyes were red and his voice was trembling.

"Han Beichen, are you tired of always wearing a mask like this? Who are you showing this to? Stop acting! There is no one else here! No matter how good your acting is, no one will applaud you!"

Yun Qingluo dug out his heart and his bones every word.

He tremblingly fed her soup, and all the soup dripped from the corner of her mouth.

He wanted to bathe and change her clothes, but he was afraid of hurting her.

He offered to send her to the hospital, but she coldly refused: "The child is already dead! What are you doing in the hospital? Continue performing!"

He took out all the quilts and covered her.

The bone-piercing cold hit her, she felt dizzy for a while, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

He walked out of the room, went to the kitchen downstairs, and cooked the soup himself.

The servant said in surprise: "Mr. Han, how can you come to this kind of place! If you have any request, just tell us!"

But now, he could no longer trust anyone!Therefore, even the ingredients are selected by him himself!
The servant was even more amazed, what is the purpose of making this kind of blood-enriching soup?Could it be that Yun Qingluo was injured again?
In the impression of the servant, every time Yun Qingluo came over, she would get hurt!