Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

 The child cannot fill it, nor can he, no matter what he does, cannot fill it.

The body cannot hold the soul—the weaker it becomes, the less able it is to hold it.

 The final result can only be...

 “God’s will cannot be violated, life and death are determined by fate, so please... show your condolences.”

The flowers have fallen, and the gorgeous and bright Bianhua flowers beside the window have fallen lightly.

The petals were broken into pieces, falling to the ground, dimmed, and little by little, they turned into wisps of light smoke and dispersed with the wind - they were planted here by Yun Si on a whim.

The other shore flower that could only grow in the sea of ​​corpses in **** can also grow well here under her care, growing vigorously and full of vitality.

but now…

The people in the room were sleeping quietly, with their eyes closed, like a lifeless porcelain doll. Their pale faces were silent and motionless, and their bloodless fingers were so white that they were almost transparent.

There was no life, nothing left, like an empty shell - only the shallow rise and fall of the chest proved that she was still alive, not dead.

The flowers by the window are fading and declining day by day, the green leaves are withering, and the flower branches are hanging softly and curled up, as if they are about to fall asleep with her.

　At this moment, there was a long silence outside the house.

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Yun Si woke up, and the day she woke up - the flower quietly opened, and quietly gave birth to a small and delicate bud, revealing a bit of shy spring, like a new girl who opened her eyes to curiously observe the world. Wearing a beautiful little skirt, sitting on the window edge.

Looking in through the window, I only saw two people hugging each other in the room, talking to each other.

 The person who just woke up is still in good spirits when he wakes up, his eyes are bright, and his extremely pale face has a faint color.

He leaned on Jun Jiu Ge's shoulder, grabbed his hand and put it in his belly, his voice was like a coquettish one.

 “I...I’m pregnant.”

 “We will have children... in the future.”

She was very happy and wanted to tell him as soon as possible - but he just pulled his lips and smiled, humming in a low voice.

He touched her belly tenderly. His attention seemed not to be on the child at all, but on her body. He asked softly: "Are you feeling hungry? Do you want to eat something? Child...is the child making trouble for you? Did you ask me?" Comfortable?"

Yun Si hugged him, shook her head, and said with crooked eyes: "No, I'm not hungry, it's very well-behaved, and I like it."

"What about you? Do you like it? Do you want it to be a boy or a girl? When it is born, do you think it will be more like you or more like me?"

 When she just woke up, she only focused on her children, not herself, and was still stupidly happy.

 Jun Jiu Ge closed his eyes and swallowed the soreness in his throat with difficulty.

Slowly, he let go of her, gently held her shoulders, looked at her with deep purple eyes, and asked again in a warm voice: "Are you really not hungry? You'd better eat something, I did it." Can you order a few mouthfuls of rice porridge to clear your mouth and warm your stomach? Hmm?"

 Whenever he spoke to her, he was extremely gentle and never loud at all.

Yun Si blinked, looked at him blankly, and said, "But... I'm not very hungry... I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."

Moreover, aren’t they talking about children? Why does he always ask her if she is hungry?

Is it possible...

 “Don’t you like this child?” She looked directly at him and asked suddenly.

 “Are you... unhappy?”