Bang!

Li Buyan watched the door close, and she went to the bathroom with her weak body.

His appearance in the mirror is too scary, how did he become such a weak appearance in just one day.

She washed her face and wiped away her tears, but the redness in her eyes was still obvious.

Just now, she didn't have time to see Li Xingle, and before she asked him if he was sick, he left.

How much does he not want to pay attention to himself?

Half an hour later, the food arrived.

After tasting it, Li Buyan knew that it was not Li Xingle's doing.

She wanted to vomit, but for the sake of the baby's nutrition, she couldn't hold back, she didn't eat for a day, she ate a lot.

The rain outside the window has stopped, Li Xingle won't let her go, I don't know if I can let her go out for a walk?

"Can I get out?"

The maid looked at her, "Sir didn't say you weren't allowed to go out. ”

Is it okay to get out?

She put on a coat and went out.

I didn't see Li Xingle all the way, and the manor exuded the smell of grass and earth.

Today should be a sunny day.

As she walked slowly, large swaying red roses appeared in front of her, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

She walked over with a light smile, it was so nice to be a flower, carefree, and still bloom so beautifully.

She plucked a flower, put it in her nose, and walked in, but she felt that the flower was not so fragrant.

She kind of regretted taking it off.

Or the most beautiful to drive.

The ancients said that there are flowers that can be broken and must be broken, and don't wait for no flowers and empty branches, it is all a lie!

She lowered her head, ready to find a place to put the flowers, and when she glanced at her, her pupils widened, and the flowers in her hands instantly fell to the ground.

Among the flowers, there is a wooden sign.

It reads the tomb of my son, Li Xingle stands.

Li Buyan blinked, his body slowly squatted down, his fingers touched the wooden card, and the handwriting on it was still new.

A baby's tombstone?

Her memory seems to go back to more than three years ago, when she went to the hospital alone and ruthlessly lost their baby.

"Ahh

She opened her mouth, crying only with an "ahhh

"Mom is sorry for you, it's Mom's fault, it's Mom's fault"

"Baby, mommy sorry for you, ah"

Upstairs in the manor, Li Xingle stood in front of the window, looking at the figure kneeling on the ground, and the words of silence appeared in his mind.

BSS, Li Changxin and Li Changxiao are not brothers! You and your wife are not related by blood! Great, little BSS can be born smoothly! It must be a cute baby!

They are not related by blood.

No!

He could finally be with her, and she had no more excuses to block him.

But he couldn't be happy.

Their baby was ruthlessly spilled by her yesterday, so should she be told today that there is no blood relationship between them?

No, an abominable woman like her deserves to be tormented in her heart, she strangled two living lives!

It's their children who are dead!

His eyes were still on the shadow, and suddenly, she fell.

Li Xingle hadn't thought yet, and his body had already rushed out.

When he arrived in the garden, he saw her lying on the ground with a pale face, holding the wooden sign he had made himself.

He threw the wooden card casually, picked her up, and rushed back to the room.

In the big bed, the doctor diagnosed her again.

He obviously wanted to punish her, but his body was so uncontrollably worried about her, and even his heart was almost broken for her.