Chapter 888
After Ye Qianmo finished speaking, he didn't want to say anything more. Song Wanting was really, really deeply touched after hearing his words.
In order to make herself sick, she tried every means.
The night breeze in May was still a bit cold, so she kept the window open all night and didn't cover herself with a quilt. She only caught cold and fever for two consecutive nights.
In her dream last night, she was shivering from the cold. She even dreamed that her son was crying and saying to her: "Mom, I'm so cold, Mom, I feel so uncomfortable."
She woke up in tears. As a mother, it was impossible for her not to feel sorry for her child.
She got up and walked to the window, trying to close it, but she stopped in front of the window.
She told herself and her children that the sacrifice now was necessary for the sake of family reunion and eternal happiness.
"Qian Mo, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for the child, I'm sorry!" Song Wanting cried more truly this time.
She was sad, extremely sad, but the child had already settled in her belly. If she didn't grit her teeth and fight, what other choice did she have?
No matter how hard-hearted Ye Qianmo was, he couldn't help but feel a little moved at this moment.
Whether Song Wanting's words were true or false, he could tell from her expression and eyes.
This time, her crying was filled with guilt. He understood that she really wanted to catch a cold on purpose and wanted to delay it. After all, she had a child, and he really couldn't bear to be too harsh.
"There's no need to tell me you're sorry. Just be worthy of your own conscience and your child. Well, you know you're a pregnant woman and you keep crying. You're responsible for your child. Stop crying!" Ye Qianmo
His expression did not change, but his tone became softer.
Wanting Song couldn't stop, and his softened attitude made her even more sad and unable to restrain herself.
She felt wronged. She felt that it was because she fell in love with him that she embarked on the most difficult road in the world.
"Qianmo, Ye Qianmo, I love you! I don't care if you like to hear it or not, I just love you, I just love you, I just love you... Wuwu... I love you, love our child. You
I'm not willing to put forward the conditions. But in order for my children to stay, I must agree. Tomorrow, as long as I recover, tomorrow
I will leave. Qianmo, the child only lives once in the belly. He is your child, your biological child. Don't you ever touch him and feel his existence?" Song Wanting cried miserably,
The baby in her belly seemed to be aware of it when she was emotional, and kept moving.
Ye Qianmo's eyes naturally fell on her protruding belly. He saw the little thing bulging inside. He felt that life was really magical, and unconsciously walked towards her.
His eyes always rested on Song Wanting's bulging belly. The maternity clothes she wore were very thin, so the fetal movement seemed particularly obvious.
He stopped in front of her, and Song Wanting's heart began to get nervous. She looked at him expectantly, and said with a somewhat pleading tone: "This may be the last chance, let's touch him."
Ye Qianmo stretched out his hand and slowly leaned towards Song Wanting's protruding abdomen.
Song Wanting's heart was so nervous that it felt like it was about to jump out of her mouth. Qianmo, please touch him. As long as you soften your heart now, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear such a magical feeling after touching him once.
Just like her, she might not have cared about this child before, and even if she didn't find out and aborted it, she wouldn't have much feeling.
It's different now. Since the child can move, she clearly feels the child's dependence on her. It is a very natural and wonderful feeling. Although the child cannot speak, the mother is more moved than if the child can speak.
That child was Ye Qianmo's own flesh and blood, and there was no way he wouldn't feel anything once he touched it.
Chapter completed!