Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After returning to the room, she was also a little bored. Looking around, she found some of her clothes.

Judging from the texture and style of the clothes, they were definitely not worn by an 18-year-old girl. He Huan felt a little sigh when he touched the fabrics.

Really now, it's 2019.

Because she slept a lot during the day, she watched casually and was not sleepy at all.

Turning around like this, finally opened the bedside table unintentionally, his eyes stopped.

It was a medical record, and when it was opened, her name was He Huan.

She also knew the doctor's words, it was Qin Chen, and the date was a few months ago.

He Huan turned page by page, turning to the back, she saw a few words——

Unexpected miscarriage.

His gaze was stuck, and he couldn't move away for a long time, just looking straight at it.

Qin Mo opened the door and saw He Huan sitting by the bed, holding a medical record in his hand.

He understood it all at once, and walked over slowly, squatting beside her, without speaking.

He Huan glanced at him and closed the medical record, his voice was as soft as a kitten: "Qin Mo, how could I have a miscarriage?"

Qin Mo took the medical record in her hand and said softly, "It's me."

He Huan still stared at his face.

Qin Mo's palm was flat on her cheek, and it was a long time before he whispered: "We quarreled at that time. I didn't notice that you were pregnant, and you didn't notice, so the baby didn't keep it."

When he said, his voice was hoarse and hoarse.

In fact, that incident was not only a harm to He Huan, but also to Qin Mo, who couldn't let go.

At this time, the hurt in my heart was revealed, it was her and his.

He Huan's gaze fell in his eyes, and it took a long time for her to stretch out her finger and gently cover the back of his hand.

His voice was dumb, "Qin Mo, will we quarrel and be unhappy too?"

Her voice was a bit fragile, probably because she was used to his good, so he said that they quarreled at that time, and the children were gone, she always had some sense of unreality, and she almost forgot to allow her to be so much loved these days. , And forgot the harm they might have had.

She is already a child spoiled by sugar.

Qin Mo simply sat on the carpet, pulled her down and hugged her, and put her chin on her heart. "We are also ordinary couples, and of course we also quarrel. In fact, the beginning of our marriage. Yes……"

Qin Mo paused before slowly speaking, "Rong Yue became a vegetable man eight years ago."

He Huan opened his eyes wide, "So you threatened me to marry you?"

"Threat?" Qin Mo's voice was low, "That's you who begged me."

"Is there a difference?" He Huan opened his eyes wide: "Qin Mo, you are really shameless."

He just smiled, and now Yihuan is not surnamed Qin if he wants a face.

He sighed: "The past is over, don't think about it, huh?"

He Huan did not speak, but when she was sleeping, she pillowed on his shoulders and couldn't help asking again: "Qin Mo, why are we fighting?"

After a pause, she hesitated to ask: "Are you there any women out there?"

This time, Qin Mo gave her a sideways glance, "What do you think? All day long."

He Huan lay straight, looking at the ceiling, "But I don't understand, how can we bother to miscarry? That child is..."

Qin Mo's voice is also a little hoarse; "The child is too young to know his gender."

He rolled over, held her whole in his arms, and kissed his forehead: "Okay, stop thinking about it, eh?"