"I want to terminate the pregnancy and have a test-tube baby for my teacher. He's critically ill, and his greatest wish is to leave behind a child of his own."
Late at night, Xu Yinuo sat on the sofa. He'd already quit smoking, but in less than an hour, he'd gone through half a pack.
His right hand, holding a cigarette, was trembling. In his left was the proof of miscarriage belonging to his fiancee, Su Wanwan!
Su Wanwan's words from ten days ago still echoed in his ears, and now the proof of miscarriage was in his hands.
