Yi Xingran said as he was dying: "Hey, I'll let you go. Just think that the child and I are just a dream... I will never love you again in the next life. Now you have lost me forever."
Yi Xingran gradually fell down. In the blur, he seemed to see his unborn child waiting for him in the distance. The child's face was very blurry and only the outline could be seen. He stretched out his hand to chase his baby, but his hand slowly dropped, and his eyes gradually came up, as if he could no longer open them. He gradually lost his breath, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, thinking that he could finally get rid of all this.
Shen Tingyu rushed over and picked up Yi Xingran, crying with red eyes: "So... That's my child, why don't you explain to me!
Director: Click! Awesome, one pass.
The man said to the boy, are you okay? Hug and be good~
Intention: love