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By the time she came to her senses, the sky was already glowing with a layer of light.

She wanted to take a shower, so, with heavy steps, she walked upstairs to the bathroom.

She stood in front of the bathroom mirror and began to undress.

She wore a fan's fishtail dress, fan, and that was his favorite color she wore the most.

Luo Yan said that she took herself to a nightclub to play last night, and now looking at the clothes on her body, Song Tilting felt that it didn't look like the clothes she would wear when she went to a nightclub.

Pink color, slightly conservative design, cute and playful, no nightclub style at all.

Luo Yan also said that the reason why she fell from the stage more than two meters high in the nightclub yesterday was because she bumped into Tang Jingyun, and she subconsciously wanted to escape, but she didn't walk steadily in ten-centimeter heels, stepped on the air, and fell directly from the stage.

Song Qian thought, this is her style.

When she was with Tang Jingyun, she was treated very strictly by him as a daughter, not to mention going clubbing in nightclubs, not even going home at night, and sleeping more than twelve o'clock.

So if she wanted to avoid it last night because she was seen by him in a nightclub, but accidentally fell off the stage, it wouldn't be unreasonable.

Song Tiantian subconsciously touched the back of his head.

There was a big swollen bag, and when I pressed it gently, it hurt terribly.

The doctor said that three years ago, she had already broken her head when she fell from the corridor, and this time, she fell from the stage again, which undoubtedly added to the frost......

She thought, she fell all the falls, why didn't this fall 'fall' all her memories 'fall'?

I can't remember anything, it's better than the way I look now, when I am depressed and about to die.

She absentmindedly removed the clothes from her body, and the tightly fitting skirt slid down her graceful figure to her feet.

Song tilted his head at the perfect and delicate body in the mirror, and hooked the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly.

Her memory of herself is still stuck in three years ago, the woman with a bulging lower abdomen who was raised by him to one hundred and twenty pounds.

She slowly lowered her gaze, her gaze steadily looked at her lower abdomen, and the moment her eyes touched, suddenly, her brows were tangled, and she wrinkled together.

There, there was a long scar, and although the bright red mark had faded, it was faintly visible.

Why this scar came from, Song Tiantian knew very well.

Three years ago, she fell down from the hospital corridor, the fall was extremely serious, there were signs of miscarriage, the child was born prematurely, at that time her physical condition was very difficult to give birth, and finally after foolproof discussion, she chose to have a caesarean section, this scar was left at that time......

Song tilted's fingertips carefully stroked the scar, and his nose suddenly became pantothenic.

"Nian Nian ......"

Luo Yan said that their child is called Nian Nian.

She murmured, a soft glint in her eyes.

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Song took a bath and lay on the bed, trying to close his eyes and sleep for a while.

But she tossed and turned, but she didn't feel the slightest sleep.

Simply, she got out of bed, put on a pair of soft slippers, and wandered around in the huge bedroom, she rummaged through the cabinets and turned the bedroom into a mess, trying to find some memories of the past three years......

It just let her down.