Even Until Death, the Scum Gong Thought I Was a White Lotus

"Why is this expression on?"

With a little sweetness, the young man walked forward with a smile, stretched out his hand and put it gently on the man's forehead, "Is it true that you don't have a fever? That's strange."

Bai Zeting stood stiffly on the spot. From his angle, he could see Xie Mu's long eyelashes slightly curled up. Under the eyelashes, there was a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at him with doubts at the moment.

"Xiaomu..."

He asked with difficulty, "What dad?"

"Of course it's the baby's father. Didn't we agree? The baby calls you daddy and my little daddy. It's easy to call and you can tell the difference."

The young man's smile became sweeter, but Bai Zeting didn't understand.

At the beginning, when he just decided to breed, Xiaomu did talk about the title, but at that time he didn't think about letting this child be born in the world, so he didn't care much about these things, it was what Xiaomu said. This has also become evidence that the young man believes that he loves himself.

And now, that child is dead.

Thinking of this, Bai Zeting felt uncomfortable.

That was his and Xiaomu's child. He hadn't seen that child much, but he had heard Xiaomu say countless times that his body was small and his hands and feet were growing fast. Although he was still in the culture solution, he already had Shiny black hair.

Bai Zeting had never loved this child, his existence was just a tool he could use, but until the mistakes in his life were exposed, the child who didn't invest much emotion died, and when Xie Mu hated him to the bone, the man There was a fine pain in my heart.

If the child is not dead, if he is still alive, they will surely become the happiest family.

"Ah, wait a minute!"

The young man in front of him suddenly yelled, interrupting all the man's thoughts. He looked over suspiciously, but saw Xie Mu push him away, making a listening posture, "It seems that the baby is crying!"

"Maybe he woke up, I'll go and comfort him!"

After he finished speaking in a hurry, under Bai Zeting's shocked gaze, he trotted all the way to the sofa and sat down.

It was only then that Bai Zeting noticed that there was a small baby carriage there. This baby carriage was the best one that Xie Mu had compared with various materials when he was preparing for his new life. She even told him flatteredly that at that time he only thought that Xie Mu was boring, he just bought a baby carriage, how could he act so happy.

Later, when the child died, no one cares about these things anymore.

The man stood stiffly, looking at the tenderness on the young man's face, while speaking softly as if he was afraid of scaring the child, he gently stretched out his hand, and took out a swaddling baby in the car.

"My dear baby, don't cry, don't cry, give me a hug, don't cry, don't cry, my dear baby..."

Xie Mu hugged the baby, singing softly to coax the baby, and gently patted the swaddle with one hand, as if coaxing the baby to sleep.

Looking at this scene, the man stepped forward with one foot.

He finally walked over to the sofa.

As expected, the swaddle that the young man was holding was empty.

Even though it was empty inside, he didn't seem to see anything. Instead, with a gentle smile on his face, he raised his head slightly to look at Bai Zeting with the child in his arms, and whispered, "Help me get the milk bottle on the coffee table. , the baby is probably hungry."

"Xiaomu..."

Bai Zeting's expression changed back and forth, but in the end he broke through, "Don't be like this, if you like children, we'll go and raise one, and we'll have as many as you like, okay?"

The gentle singing stopped.

"No, no..."

The young man's eyes became confused, he bent down hastily, hugged the baby in his arms as if he wanted to hide the child, and said tremblingly, "The baby will be angry, Ze Ting, the baby will be angry, he is still so young, If he has younger siblings, he will definitely be jealous and unhappy."

"Why do you look at me like this? Why do you have this expression? Don't you love him? He is our child, you touch him, come on, you touch his little face, look, how slippery, chubby Duh, so cute..."

Xie Mu has always been weak in Bai Zeting's heart, but today's strength is surprisingly strong. He pressed the man's hand and insisted on letting him touch the baby in his hand, "Baby, are you happy that Dad is touching you?" Come on, little daddy will continue to sing for you..."

"Don't cry, don't cry, little daddy doesn't quarrel with daddy, we love you and will always be with the baby, yes, little daddy wants to sing, baby, don't cry, don't cry..."

Bai Zeting moved his hands stiffly, and the young man's low-pitched song was in his ears.

"Xiaomu...he's dead, don't be like this, get up first, let's go see the child together, shall we?"

However, no matter what the man said, Xie Mu would not be moved.

He just kept holding the child in his arms, his eyes were blank, and he sang songs in a murmur.

"Xiaomu, Xiaomu, come on, get up first, I'll take you to see a doctor, shall we go to see a doctor? Come..."

"don't want!!!"

The young man's sudden and shrill cry made Bai Zeting let go of his hand subconsciously. He stared blankly at Xie Mu hugging the child and curled up in the corner of the sofa, tears kept falling from his cheeks, and his voice was almost soft. Can't hear, don't know what to say.

Bai Zeting was sore in his heart, enduring the pain in his heart and moved over, wanting to hear what his lover was saying.

But I heard Xie Mu trembling and murmuring full of fear, "Don't... don't close the box, don't close me..."