Love Is Like Water, Hard to Recover

When I was six months pregnant, I had a big fight with Zhou Jingcheng and he kicked me out of the house. I was penniless and hid in a corner convenience store to keep warm. While I was staring at the steam of the oden in a daze, the clerk approached me. "Hello, we have the last bottle of amnesia water left in our store. Do you want it?" I was stunned and smiled bitterly. "I have no money." "No money, just something from your body in exchange," she said. I subconsciously raised my hand and touched my swollen belly. "Is it okay?"