Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Chapter 1348: Siyuan is our home

However, tears are not something that can be freely retracted, but are a window for emotional expression.

She was wronged, she suffered, she had been too lonely and hard in the past five years, and her heart was always empty. No matter how much work she did, no matter how many mistakes she made, no matter how many friends she met and no matter how many things she bought, It can't be filled.

Only Si Moli's love can fill it.

"...Si Moli." There was obvious choking in Song Nianhe's voice, "I just told you that I don't have a long memory. I am always indecisive, but decisive. I procrastinate, and I have suffered a lot."

"Yes, you just said that."

"So I'm thinking, should I still be like this now? Should I be decisive?"

Si Moli replied firmly: "Yes."

He wanted to know the secret and wanted Song Nianhe to tell him in person!

Song Nianhe closed his eyes and tears fell.

She quickly wiped it away with the back of her hand, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed back the tears.

Don't cry, don't cry.

This day came like this. She had been preparing for it for five years. She had thought countless times in her mind about how she would tell Si Moli about all the details of their love.

Song Nianhe, don't back down or be weak.

"Okay, okay," Song Nianhe nodded and responded repeatedly, not knowing whether he was talking to Si Moli or cheering himself up, "Then take advantage of now, while I have the courage, Si Moli, Let me show it off with you."

She felt a little cold and helpless, so she rubbed her arms.

There was a blanket on the sofa, and she picked it up.

At first glance, she saw that this blanket was bought by her, used by her, and is still used in Siyuan.

Because she often fell asleep on the sofa, Si Moli was afraid that she would catch cold, so he would always carry her to the room, but as soon as he arrived in the room, she woke up and could not sleep.

After going back and forth, Si Moli and Song Nianhe picked out a blanket together and put it on the sofa for preparation.

Seeing the blanket, Song Nianhe's tears that had just been retracted began to fall again.

She couldn't help it anymore, she cried so hard that she couldn't help but cry.

The tears fell on the blanket and were quickly absorbed, leaving only a slight trace of water stains.

Si Moli was completely at a loss when he saw this scene.

What's wrong?

Just a blanket and she cried? Is there something wrong with this thing?

Si Moli was neither standing nor sitting. After waiting for a long time, he finally came to Song Nianhe's side.

He put the blanket on her body: "Cry, it doesn't matter if you finish crying. Song Nianhe, this night is still very long."

They have plenty of time and are not in a hurry.

Si Moli patted Song Nianhe's shoulder gently.

The more this happened, the harder Song Nianhe cried.

She wanted to vent all the grievances and sadness she had felt in the past five years in front of Si Moli...

"Si...Si Moli, you see this blanket every day...but you, do you know who bought it? Why does it appear on the sofa?" Song Nianhe was crying and sobbing. Dazai said, "I...I bought it, we picked it out together, and in the end I...I fought to pay for it. Because I said, I use it the most."

He was very surprised: "Did you buy it? Isn't this your first time coming to Siyuan?"

"Siyuan was once my home. No, no, to be more precise, it was our home."

"Our...my and your home?"