Chu Yunyao suppressed the astringency that surged in her heart, and said in a dumb voice: "You think about it again, think it carefully before making a decision." ”

"I've thought it through." Mo Lingyuan's head was buried in her neck socket: "I don't dare to act rashly these days, just for fear that you will accidentally become pregnant again." ”

The miserable appearance of her life on the day of Siyu came to his mind from time to time, becoming a lingering shadow for him.

That kind of scene of struggling on the line of life and death, he never wants to experience it again in his life.

Chu Yunyao understood, thought for a moment, and spoke: "When I come back from Tian'en Temple, if you haven't changed your mind, I'll do it for you again." ”

It's not that her mother doesn't want to operate on him.

It's that she is afraid that she will not be able to come back after falling into the hands of the Feng family.

Xiu'er is more than three years old, with Mo Lingwei and Feng Shaojin with her, even if she can't speak in this life, she will not be looked down upon.

Siyu was brought up by Bao'er, and Chi Yebai supported her, and this girl is estimated to not suffer when she grows up.

Even if she doesn't come back, the two children will be properly settled.

But if Mo Lingyuan changed his mind and wanted his child to be the heir, instead of forcing Xiu'er, who might still not be able to speak, to take over the position of the heir of the Mo family, it would be better to let Mo Lingyuan pick out a prominent child from the remarried wife to take on this responsibility.

All the vigorous and lifelong feelings in this world are short-lived, and they come to an abrupt end at the most intense time of love, and they will be praised and passed down by everyone and passed down from generation to generation.

But a lifetime is so long, no one can imagine what will happen in the future, it is better to be realistic and prepare for the worst first.

Chu Yunyao didn't believe that after her death, Mo Lingyuan would stick to her for the rest of her life.

After all, after staying at the bottom of the cliff for so long, Mo Lingyuan has been persevering in sending people to find her whereabouts.

But this time was different from last time, once she made a mistake, what was sent to Mo Lingyuan was her corpse.

She can't be selfish and let him live on memories for the rest of his life.

Mo Lingyuan put together the futon and agreed: "Okay." ”

The sound of breathing next to his ears gradually became even and long, Mo Lingyuan was already asleep, but Chu Yunyao became more and more awake the more he slept, tossing and turning, and he had no sleep all night.

Finally, at dawn, I felt a little sleepy, and Siyu's cries followed.

Chu Yunyao sat up with her arms propped up, and saw that Mo Lingyuan had already lit the lamp and picked Siyu up from the cradle, "The clothes and bedding are wet, I'll take her to wash it, you lie down first." ”

Chu Yunyao was groggy, lay down again, and looked at the top of the tent with her eyes open.

The words that Mo Lingyuan said before going to bed last night still echoed in his ears, suddenly like a dream.

Siyu was probably hungry, crying so much that she didn't stop for a moment.

When Mo Lingyuan took her out of the ear room and put her beside Chu Yunyao, the little guy probably knew that there was something to eat, but he didn't open his eyes, grabbed Chu Yunyao's clothes, and arched into her arms one by one.

Chu Yunyao looked at the pink and tender little person, thought of her plan, and touched her little head with sparse hair lovingly and reluctantly.

Mo Lingyuan saw the dark cyan in her eyes by the light of the candle flame, and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

"Well, after the most sleepy time, I can't sleep a little."

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have pulled you to talk so late, it would affect your rest." Mo Lingyuan got up in his clothes and asked again, "When do you plan to go to Tian'en Temple?" I'll let Changyu accompany you. ”