Pampered By Mr President!

She slowly opened her eyes, as if the whole world was silvery white, gleaming, so pure, so crystal clear.

Shi Beiyu seemed to have lost his soul, holding Mou Siyin and stepping into that icy world, a heart that was already like ten thousand feet of ice, without a trace of temperature.

Snow fell on them, sprinkled on Mou Siyin's face, cold.

But suddenly, something warm fell and burned into her heart.

That was... his tears.

She sighed silently, slightly raised her hand to caress his cheek, and whispered: "Hold me and sit down. Let's look at the snow for a while..."

Shi Beiyu's eyes finally fluctuated. He paused and sat on the ground holding Mousse Yin. The moment he sat down, the snow under him was already bright red.

"Yin Yin..." He hugged her tightly, crying like a child.

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness.

For Shi Beiyu, crying rarely appeared in his life.

Because in his opinion, crying cannot solve any problems.

But this time, he couldn't restrain the sadness and despair in his heart, and let his grief out loud, but even so, he still couldn't save his most beloved woman.

How to do?

She can get better!

What do you want him to do...

Mou Siyin knew Shi Beiyu's sadness, she understood.

Because she is also very reluctant, reluctant, reluctant to bear children, reluctant to leave this world...

But, maybe this is her fate, she is destined to not get rid of the shackles of death.

"Uncle Shi...I don't regret giving birth to them..."

"I regret..."

Shi Beiyu regretted it, he really regretted agreeing to Mou Siyin to keep the child!

If there are no children, none of this will happen.

"No, they are witnesses of our love, I am very happy that they came to this world..."

"Don't talk about it anymore..."

Moussyin raised his hand and gently wiped the tears on the corners of his eyes, tugging at the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice, "You don't know, I've been with you for so long, I'm very happy, very happy..."

"Yinyin, you are a liar..."

They planned such a beautiful future together, but she abandoned him and the children.

Mou Siyin sighed softly, feeling that all her strength had been lost.

She quietly leaned against his arms and looked up at the rustling snowflakes in the sky. Her voice was so weak that Shi Beiyu could not hear--

"Perhaps...only when it snows, we can reach the white head together..."

She thought that she could contend with fate and hold hands with him for a lifetime, but she was wrong.

Shi Beiyu raised his blood-filled hand, tremblingly stroked his pale paper cheeks, and said hoarsely: "Yinyin, we can, even if it doesn't snow, we can..."

Mou Siyin's eyes were no longer uncontrollable, and at that moment, she felt that the whole world was leaving her...

"Uncle Shi...I love you..."

Live forever, live forever.

Shi Beiyu stared in horror and watched Mou Siyin's hand slowly slipping from his palm. At that moment, he felt his heart stopped beating.

"Yinyin...you are too cruel..."

Appearing cruelly in his life, giving him happiness that he had never had before, and leaving him cruelly, let him bear this cold loneliness!

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, falling from the sky one after another, like a beautiful silver butterfly dancing around the two, the beauty is thrilling...

Shi Beiyu stiffened his body and hugged Mou Siyin as if the soul was separated. It seems that the only way to hold her can prove that she has not left, she is still with him...