The most sober decision Song Qingci made in his life was to sign his name on the divorce agreement three years ago. Shen Yan is as perfect, restrained, and precise as an instrument. He can give you a good life but cannot give you a warm word.
Three years later, a rear-end collision on an elevated highway sent Song Qingci into his operating room. Penetrating abdominal injury and hemorrhagic shock. The moment Shen Yan held the scalpel to cut open her body, he saw the old childbirth scar on her uterus.
The vertical incision and rough sutures after the operation were not the work of a tertiary hospital.
Nian Nian. His three-year-old daughter cried every night looking for her mother. When he signed the divorce papers, she already had his child in her belly.
Song Qingci was sleeping in the ICU, and he didn't know who the attending doctor was. Shen Yan sat in the deserted corridor late at night, looking at her through the glass window. More than a thousand days and nights passed through it, and her daughter could already call her "Dad", but she didn't know where her mother was.
Separated by a window, separated by a wall, separated by the divorce document signed by him——
The moonlight came in, and he knelt in the broken shadows on the ground, wondering if it was too late.
