He felt as if his heart had been severely trampled on. Xue he must be very sad now.

He stretched out his arm, but found that his fingers were trembling slightly. He tried to push open the door in front of him, but found that he had no courage.

After a long silence, Han Qichen summoned up the courage to quietly push open the door in front of him.

The whole room is empty. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice that there is a person lying on the bed.

She was as thin as a bone, and there was not a few pounds of meat on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Han Qichen felt as if his feet were filled with lead. Every time he approached Xue he, his breath became more careful.

After walking into the bedside, Han Qichen could see clearly that Xue he, who had shrunk himself in the quilt, must be very sad now.

Hearing Xue he's breath, Han Qichen felt his restless heart gradually calmed down.

He wanted to comfort Xue he, but he didn't know what to say.

After sitting by the bed for a long time, Han Qichen slowly opened his mouth and said, "it's OK. There will be some. There will be some." It was probably the most useless thing he had ever said in his life, and it was the first time that he felt at a loss.

Look at Xue he sad sad, in addition to these words of comfort, he could not do anything.

The person on the bed still does not have any reaction, but her shoulder actually slightly shakes up.

Han Qichen a see immediately flustered God, "what's the matter with you? What's wrong with you?"

Finally at this moment, Xue he burst into tears.

She's really uncomfortable. She's aching from head to toe. She can't breathe. Why he didn't show up when he needed him most, why there were many women around him, but he refused to give her a little warmth.

Tears in his eyes slipped quietly, and Xue he's eyes were a cold sadness. She stubbornly wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, weak to support their own body from the bed to sit up.

Han Qichen wanted to reach out to help her, but Xue he mercilessly pulled away his hand.

"You..." throat seems to be more living by something, suddenly on the sight of Xue he.

"The child did not have..." this does not have anything to tie you, after a Xue he did not say.

Her eyes were still empty, like a doll without soul.

Han Qichen hesitated to pat Xue he on the shoulder, the matter has happened, even if how sad is also irretrievable.

Xue he's face was pale, without a trace of blood, as if it would disappear at any time. Han Qichen's heart was filled with a huge sense of panic.

"It doesn't matter. There will be children in the future." Han Qichen can't see a trace of expression on his face. In fact, he is more sad than anyone else, but he can't show it in front of Xue he. That will only make Xue he feel more sad and guilty.

Xue he slightly raised his eyes, a pair of red eyes frightening, she tried to endure the tears in her eyes.

He would have a child of his own in the future, but she could no longer be sure if it was theirs.

The child was gone, and his understatement passed. Xue he didn't even see a trace of sadness from Han Qichen's face.

It's because the child is his own, so he doesn't care as much as he does now.

If this child is his and Gu Qian's, will he be so calm?

At the moment, Han Qichen put all his energy on Xue he's body, and didn't notice her emotional change. The child was gone. How sad she was can't be retrieved. But Xue he's body is very weak now, so she shouldn't be too sad.

Han Qichen raised his arm to protect the fragile Xue he in his arms, but when he just stretched out his hand and did not have time to touch her, Xue he gently hid away.

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