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Chapter 114: Xinxin, you're finally awake .”

"Hahaha, from now on, Xijue is mine, and no one will argue with me about him anymore..."

The smile on Qu Ran's face became more and more distorted, and the extremely crazy posture was creepy.

Su Xinxin could no longer see Qu Ran's expression clearly, she just felt her whole body falling backward uncontrollably.

The icy sea water submerged her body little by little, and there was still blood on her lower abdomen, and the cold chill eroded her sensory nerves little by little.

Slowly, slowly, she closed her eyes feebly.

Before she closed her eyes, she seemed to see Fu Xijue running towards her at lightning speed, the man's familiar body fragrance came to her nostrils, but Su Xinxin felt that the fragrance on his body was getting weaker and weaker.

She felt that his distance was getting farther and farther away from her. She wanted to reach out to grab something, but found that there was nothing.

It seemed that she could only watch Fu Xijue's familiar face go away from her sight.

She wanted to cry, but found that she could no longer shed tears, and then looked down at her lower abdomen, only to see the bright red blood continue to flow out until nothingness.

In the end, she closed her eyes heavily and fell into endless darkness.

She didn't know how long she had been in a deep sleep, but she only remembered that she seemed to have slept for more than a century, and she felt a soft and lingering voice beside her ears. She remembered that it was the magnetic voice of Fucicius.

She wanted to open her mouth to respond to him, but found that she couldn't open her mouth at all.

She wanted to open her eyes to look at his face, but found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her closed eyes.

Her whole body felt very stiff, only the tips of her fingers could move slightly.

As soon as she moved, her hands were grasped by a pair of generous palms. The heat from his palms penetrated into her skin, warming her cold hands.

The man seemed to stick to her hand, and one drop after another of cold things fell on the back of her hand. She could feel it, it was the touch of tears.

Fu Xijue, weeping...

Realizing this problem, Su Xinxin wanted to use all her strength to open her eyes. This time, she finally managed to open her eyes.

What caught the eye was not the grizzled walls, not the hideous curves, but the sharp-edged face.

He was bowing his head, looking down at her face, "Xinxin, you finally woke up..."

His voice was low, with an undisguised hoarseness.

Su Xinxin looked at the man's slightly haggard face, her heart seemed to be stabbed lightly by something, and there was an indescribable pain.

She opened her mouth and responded, "I... how long have I been asleep?"

Fu Xijue reached out and gently stroked her little face, his eyes were full of pity, "Silly girl, you have been asleep for half a month."

"Half a month?" Su Xin's face was full of surprise, she whispered, "I've been in a coma for so long..."

Speaking of this, Su Xinxin seemed to realize something, and reached out to touch her lower abdomen. The lower abdomen, which was originally high, was now as flat as ever.

Su Xinxin's expression tightened, and she touched her lower abdomen again in disbelief. It turned out that the lower abdomen was still empty, as if the child had never been in her life at all.

With an unbelievable expression on her face, she asked Fu Xijue with a confused look, "Young Master Fu, where is our baby?"

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and looked at Su Xinxin's extremely complicated expression. From his expression, she could clearly realize that her child was really gone...

Suddenly, the image of being pregnant with it accidentally appeared in her mind, and how many nights she fell asleep while touching it day and night. Thinking of these, Su Xinxin felt as if her heart had been hollowed out by something, which was extremely uncomfortable.

She wanted to cry, but found that she couldn't, she wanted to scream, but found that she couldn't at all.

At that moment, her eyes just stared blankly at the gray ceiling, and as she watched, silent tears still flowed out from the corners of her eyes.

Fu Xijue looked at Su Xinxin like this, the bloodshot eyes from lack of sleep spread all over his eyes, making people feel distressed.

He stretched out his hand and held her hands tightly, "Xinxin, don't be too sad, you are still young, we can continue to ask for it. If you really miss it, then don't be too sad, take good care of your body, and be happy for you as soon as possible. It has a few more brothers and sisters, and it will be very happy to see its own brothers and sisters in heaven."

Su Xinxin didn't speak, but just listened blankly to what Fu Xijue said.

"Xinxin, if you want to cry, just cry as much as you want..."

Fu Xijue said, "You will be suffocated like this. If you leave me, what do you ask me to do in the future?"

"..." Su Xinxin looked at Fu Xijue's face and said numbly, "Young Master Fu..."

"Huh?" Fu Xijue reached her lips with his ear, "Xinxin, what do you want to say to me?"

She opened her lips lightly and said, "help me up, will you?"

Without asking why, Fu Xijue gently helped her up, she was lifted up, and she half sat on the wide hospital bed.

At this time, Fu Xijue asked: "Xinxin, what do you want to do?"

Su Xinxin's gaze fell on Fu Xijue's shoulder, and he followed her gaze and landed on his shoulder. At that moment, he seemed to understand something.

The next moment, he leaned against his shoulders, and she was red-eyed, but she reached out and hugged his waist, her chin rested on his right shoulder, and the tears swirling in her eyes just now could no longer be restrained, pouring down like a spring Down below, the sound of crying is also twitching, and in the ears of outsiders, there is a kind of inexplicable grief.

Fu Xijue patted her on the back softly, trying to warm her cold heart that was on the verge of despair with his actions.

She vented her grief heartily through his hug and shoulders.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xinxin was tired from crying, and finally stopped crying.

She looked at him and asked sentence by sentence: "How is Qu Ran?"

Although she was asking questions, the obvious coldness in her tone clearly showed her unforgivable towards Qu Ran.

Fu Xijue pursed his thin lips slightly, but he didn't directly answer Su Xinxin's question.

The strangeness that flashed in his eyes successfully condensed the slightly relaxed expression on Su Xinxin's face again.

She looked straight into his eyes, "Did you cover up Qu Ran?"

She said, "She's not in jail?"

Fu Xijue thought for a while and said, "Xinxin, Qu Ran has been diagnosed with mental illness, so she cannot be convicted."

Hearing this, Su Xinxin's eyes were terribly darkened, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl into a smile, "Oh, is it because you don't want her to go to jail, or because you think the lost child and the unrestrained freedom are more important?"

Fu Xijue looked sad, "Xinxin, you're over the top..."

"I'm a dead end?" Su Xinxin had an inexplicable smile on her face, "Qu Ran killed my child, because she is mentally ill, she can be exempted from legal sanctions. She is free, but who will lose it for me? Children seeking justice?"

The displeasure in her eyes became more and more obvious, "Since she is suffering from mental illness, why don't you take her to a mental hospital and let her come out and kill my child? If it wasn't for my fate, would it be that my child and I died?" Now, it will be more convenient for Quran to avoid the disaster of prison?"

She said: "If I die, no one will want to seek justice for me and the child. After all, you..."

Having said this, Su Xinxin paused, without any desire to continue.

Fu Xijue looked at the agitated Su Xinxin, with a heavy look in his eyes that couldn't be erased.

Ignoring his expression, she asked, "Tell me, where is Qu Ran standing?"

"Xinxin, don't get excited, the most important thing for you now is to take care of your body first, and we will take care of other things, huh?"

The man's gentle and caring voice fell into her ears, but she felt it was extremely harsh. She turned sideways and stretched her feet into the pair of hospital slippers under the hospital bed.

Fu Xijue frowned, and stretched out his hand to hold her hand. She frowned, and bit by bit opened his knuckle-boned hand.

"Xinxin, where do you want to go? Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, you can't leave the ward without authorization..."

There was deep darkness in Su Xinxin's eyes, "I just want to go out and relax, you are thinking too much."

"Really?" Fu Xijue obviously didn't believe it.

Su Xinxin nodded, "Yes."

With that said, she stood up and made a gesture to walk out of the ward.

With a slightly condensed expression, he still took her hand, "Xinxin, be good, don't make trouble, you just woke up, you can't just walk around without the doctor's order."

As soon as the words fell, doctors and nurses wearing medical masks rushed in.

"Xinxin, be good." Fu Xijue moved his lips to her temple, and persuaded in a low voice: "There are outsiders here, so you don't want to give your husband any face, do you?"

"..."

Su Xinxin looked at Fu Xijue with a complicated expression. All along, he would never talk to himself in such a pleading tone, but he kept his posture so low in order to conceal Qu Ran's whereabouts. ...

She pursed her lips and looked at him quietly, as if hoping to see the truest thoughts deep in his heart through his eyes.

However, she didn't know whether it was because he hid it too well, or because she really couldn't pry into his inner thoughts, but she actually had the illusion that she never knew the man in front of her.

A chill eroded and ravaged her thoughts with an unstoppable force, and the disappointment on her face turned into a smile with unknown meaning in the corner of her eyes, "Okay, I promise you."

It's just that, after agreeing this time, there will be no need for her and him to get entangled with each other in the future...