"That's enough, I'm... full." Song Nianhe put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Eat more."

Si Moli paused with his chopsticks and looked at the barely touched dishes.

"You have three mouths to eat, so you can only eat this much?"

How can it be enough?

Song Nianhe felt even more guilty, and his eyelashes couldn't stop trembling.

Where there were three mouths, there were only two, and she was only carrying one now.

Thinking of this, Song Nianhe felt even more depressed, as if a big stone was pressing down on him.

She hasn't told Si Moli yet that one of the twins has been aborted.

In fact, she could already say that it was time, but she always felt...if she could delay it for one day, she would delay it for one more day.

"I..." Song Nianhe rolled his eyes and made up an excuse, "I don't have much appetite, I have morning sickness."

When she said this, Si Moli suddenly became nervous: "Nausea? Is it retching? Or does your stomach churn after eating even a little bit?"

As he spoke, he frowned and said, "Call the doctor to take a look."

"No, no, no, this is a normal phenomenon after pregnancy. The doctor said it will be fine after this period of time."

"Then...how can I ease it a little bit?"

"Get used to it slowly, it's inevitable."

Si Moli nodded, but he was still a little worried.

Song Nianhe lowered his head to drink water.

She felt his care and concern, and she became even more greedy.

These days, she has been with him, day and night, and he has given her his tenderness, consideration, and preference without reservation.

Song Nianhe knew very well that if such a beautiful time could be extended by just one more day, it would count as one more day.

She didn't want anything to ruin the tranquility.

Once she told Si Moli that a child was aborted during the liver transplant operation, he would definitely be sad.

This warmth and beauty will also disappear temporarily.

How could Song Nianhe be willing to bear it...

Therefore, give her a little more time to spend more time with him to recuperate, and then find another opportunity when he is almost recovered.

It can be said that she is cowardly and procrastinating, but she does not deny it.

She just wanted Si Moli to be more happy and less sad.

Si Moli didn't know what she was thinking, but just said: "You must have eaten too many snacks. Who bought these for you? Huh?"

"Forehead……"

"Xu Anya?"

"Yes." Song Nianhe responded, "She said... eating some junk food in moderation is helpful for physical and mental health..."

The corners of Si Moli's mouth twitched.

What does this say?

Don't let him see her next time.

"Song Zhixu doesn't care?" Si Moli asked, "Where did these fallacies come from?"

"My brother didn't know she bought me snacks."

Si Moli pursed his lips again and again, and after a long while, he said: "Don't mess around with Xu Anya."

Song Nianhe approached him with a smile: "I know, I know, you eat more, I see you have lost weight, your face has become smaller, and your muscles have also lost."

As she said this, she poked his arm.

It used to be hard and full of muscles.

Now...it's a little soft.

Si Moli tapped her with the other end of his chopsticks.

Song Nianhe smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder.

It's really beautiful, really, every second is so happy, and there seem to be pink bubbles in the air.

If a child had not been aborted, this happiness would have continued and the pause button would not have been pressed.

Even if Si Moli calmed down, accepted the facts, and then pressed the reset button...

Some feelings just don't feel right.


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