Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Xia Xing was taken aback. She was ready to be rejected by Yuntian's mom, but she didn't expect that she would ask her to go in to see Yuntian.

"You don't care about it."

Seeing her standing still, Mo Xiaoyan took a step back and reached out to close the door.

Xia Xing reacted, hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and said, "I'm going in."

Mo Xiaoyan turned around and went in, Xia Xing busy following behind.

I couldn't wait to come to the bedside, looking at the person she missed all the time.

His complexion was as pale as paper, and even the reddish lips had lost blood.

The original facial features are even more conspicuous at this moment.

An incredibly strong person who has always been so weak lies here at this moment.

Xia Xing's eyes flushed almost instantly, and he reached out and carefully stroked his thin cheeks.

Finally, he held the big hand beside him because of the long infusion.

This big hand, which always wrapped her warmly on weekdays, is now cold.

Xia Xing held both hands, rubbing him carefully to warm him.

He called Yuntian's name again and again in his heart, hoping that he would wake up soon.

The nose was getting sour and tears fell uncontrollably.

After warming one of his hands, he put it in the quilt, then took his other hand and continued to carefully rub it with him, and put it in the palm of his hand.

After doing all this, Xia Xing carried Mo Xiaoyan on his back and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

Then turned to Mo Xiaoyan and said, "Thank you Auntie for letting me come to see Yuntian."

"He tore the wound because he insisted on looking for you." Mo Xiaoyan looked up at her and said.

When Xia Xing heard these words, the soreness in his eyes suddenly overflowed again, and the last barrier in his heart was completely shattered.

For her to work hard to change herself, for her to endure all the sadness, for her not even life, how can such Yuntian let her let go.

Biting his lower lip fiercely, he raised his head to look at Mo Xiaoyan.

"Auntie, I really love Yuntian, and I have never used him to hurt his thoughts. I know, eight years ago, you hated me, but, believe it or not, I hope you can listen to me. Finish, and then decide whether or not to believe me."

Xing Xing's voice trembled slightly.

Mo Xiaoyan looked at her, did not say a word, did not refuse.

Xia Xing stayed outside these days, she always knew.

She is not a hard-hearted person, but she can't forgive her when she thinks of hurting Yuntian more than once.

However, watching her staying far away endlessly, watching her fall into a coma because of Yuntian's illness, her heart was shaken.

If Xia Xing really didn't have any feelings for Yun Tian, ​​and just wanted to use him, why did she do so.

Knowing that she couldn't see it, and wouldn't let her in, but still stubbornly staying far away.

So, she gave her a chance to come in and see Yuntian.

When she saw her instantly flushed eyes, saw her acting so cautiously and treasured as Yuntian, and seeing the tears that were depressed carrying her, her heart was shaken again.

Tears can deceive, but the emotions that come in an instant, the cherished and suppressed pain and grief in the eyes will not deceive.

If Xia Xing Xing really has such good acting skills, why should he leave the film and television circles and go back to sing.

There was doubt in her heart for the first time.

Is the information she saw really credible?