The weather has been bad recently, and the rain outside has been dripping non-stop, making people feel irritable.

Cheng Wen has been in a coma for nearly 24 hours. Today, Jian Qing went to the hospital after get off work. He was still lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, like a pale and brittle beautiful porcelain doll.

The slender fingers touched his thin cheeks, stroked them lightly, the man's thick black eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes...

Jian Qing was taken aback, then withdrew her hand, "Are you awake?"

Suffering from the aftermath of the miscarriage, Cheng Wen subconsciously opened his lips and took a deep breath. After seeing the tall figure beside the bed, a hint of surprise appeared in his dim eyes. He sat up with his weak body, and said in a daze, "Ah clear……"

"You... you came to see me..."

The light in the room was a bit dim, and he hadn't figured out where he was yet.

Jian Qing was silent for a while, then turned on the bedside lamp, "This is the hospital."

"..." It took about half a minute for Cheng Wen to remember that he fell down the stairs and bled a lot.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand towards his abdomen.

The baby is more than two months old, and there will be a slight bump when it is touched. Although it is not obvious, it can be felt.

And now, the tummy is completely flat.

The clear eyes were flushed red, Cheng Wen looked up at Jian Qing's handsome but alienated face, as if he didn't understand, he asked blankly, "Ah Qing, treasure... where's the baby?..."

"The child is gone." Jian Qing frowned slightly, seeing him like this was a bit unbearable.

"Don't think too much, have a good night's sleep after dinner, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

After all, little fools are stupid, so they shouldn't remember unhappy things for too long.

At least that's what he thinks now.

Just now the nurse brought over dinner, it was a chicken pine mushroom porridge, it was almost cold now, just right for the mouth, Jian Qing picked it up from the bedside table, scooped a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, with a soft tone, " Open your mouth."

Cheng Wen didn't respond, tears rolled down his bloodless cheeks, and muttered, "The baby is gone... it's... because of me..."

"I fell down the stairs...I didn't protect him..."

Jian Qing had already expected this result, so he was more patient, took a piece of paper to wipe his tears, and comforted him, "It's not your fault, and you didn't mean it."

"Falling down the stairs hurts you too."

"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." He said and passed the porridge over.

Such a thing happened. At this time, Cheng Wen couldn't listen to anything at all. He was immersed in his own world and only knew to cry. He unconsciously reached out to block the porridge Jian Qing handed over. But somehow it slipped from Jian Qing's hand, the thick liquid splashed all over his body and stained his expensive suit.

Hearing the crisp sound of the porcelain falling to the ground, Cheng Wen, who realized what he had done, was immediately frightened, and looked at him helplessly like a frightened rabbit, "Ah... Ah Qing..."

Jian Qing stood up with a cold face, looked at him condescendingly, and said word by word, "If you cry again, I won't care about you."

The child was gone, and he knew that this fool was sad, so he could coax him patiently, but if the other party pushed his nose in the face, he didn't need to show any good looks.

The author has something to say

Today, Kawen is stuck, and I only wrote 1000 words until [-] o'clock in the morning on the second update... I am really sleepy. Please forgive me for my shortness. Although I didn't make the top two in Zhou's recommendation, I will still double update tomorrow. Yes, the double is thicker and longer, because I also know that I am short...

I was so sad that I cried.

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