Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

The child cannot fill it, and he cannot fill it, no matter what he does.

The body cannot bear the soul - the weaker it becomes, the less it can bear it.

The final result can only be...

"God's will cannot be violated. Life and death are determined by destiny. Please... show your condolences."

The flowers have fallen, and the gorgeous and bright Bianhua flowers beside the window have fallen lightly.

The petals were broken and fell to the ground, dimmed, and little by little, they turned into wisps of light smoke and dispersed with the wind - it was Yun Si who planted it here on a whim.

The flower from the other side, which could only grow in the sea of ​​corpses in hell, can also grow well here under her care, growing vigorously and full of vitality.

but now……

The person in the room was sleeping quietly, with his eyes closed, like a lifeless porcelain doll. His pale face was silent and motionless, and his bloodless fingers were so white that they were almost transparent.

No life, nothing left, like an empty shell - only the shallow rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive, not dead.

The flowers by the window were fading and declining day by day, the green leaves were withering, and the flower branches were hanging softly and curled up, as if they were about to fall asleep with her.

At this moment, there was a long silence outside the house.

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Yun Si woke up, and the day she woke up - the flower quietly opened, and quietly gave birth to a small and delicate bud, revealing a bit of shy spring, like a new girl who opened her eyes to curiously observe the world. , wearing a beautiful little skirt, sitting on the window edge.

Looking in through the window, I only saw two people hugging each other in the room, talking to each other.

The person who had just woken up was still in good spirits, his eyes were bright, and his extremely pale face had a touch of blood.

She stood on Jun Jiuge's shoulder, leaned against him, grabbed his hand and put it in her stomach, her voice sounding like a coquettish one.

"I...I'm pregnant."

"We will... have children in the future."

She was very happy and wanted to tell him as soon as possible - but he just pulled his lips and smiled, humming in a low voice.

He touched her belly tenderly, and his attention seemed not to be on the child at all, but on her. He asked softly: "Are you feeling hungry? Do you want to eat something? Child...is the child making trouble for you? Call you uncomfortable?"

Yun Si hugged him, shook her head, and said with crooked eyes: "No, I'm not hungry. It's very well-behaved. I like it."

"What about you? Do you like it? Do you want it to be a boy or a girl? When it is born, do you think it will be more like you or more like me?"

When she first woke up, she only focused on her children, not herself, and was still stupidly happy.

Jun Jiuge closed his eyes and swallowed the soreness in his throat with difficulty.

Slowly, he let go of her, gently held her shoulders, looked at her with deep purple eyes, and asked again in a warm voice: "Are you really not hungry? You'd better eat something, I did it." Can you order a few mouthfuls of rice porridge to clear your mouth and warm your stomach? Hmm?"

He spoke to her very softly and never sounded loud at all.

Yun Si blinked, looked at him blankly, and said, "But... I'm not very hungry... I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."

And, aren’t they talking about children? Why does he always ask her if she is hungry?

Is it possible...

"Don't you like this child?" She looked directly at him and asked suddenly.

"Are you... unhappy?"