Chapter 1110
He Is Warmer Than Time
1110 The child was not saved
âYour sisterâs child was not saved.â
Song Xuan felt cold and pain. Her dream was a mess. She seemed to see a little boy chuckling at her and then running away.
She ran and ran, and as she ran, the child was gone. All around her was ruins. She searched around in a panic and saw the child lying in the ruins like a doll, lifeless.
She suddenly woke up, reached out to cover her heart, and panted in panic.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw song ran and yang Haitao. He forced a smile and said, â âI had a nightmare just now. I dreamed that Yingluo dreamed that my child was gone.â
Song ranâs nose sniffled and she almost burst into tears.
Song Xuan looked at yang Haitao. Haitao, howâs my child? â she asked.
Yang Haitao looked at her with reddened eyes. Xiaoxuan, weâre still young. Yueyue will have more children in the future.
Song Xuanâs trembling fingers touched her stomach. Then, the smile on her face slowly disappeared.
Her fingers trembled badly. Her stomach was already showing, but when she touched it, it was flat. It was flat.
The child was really gone. He was really gone.
Her lips quivered and her eyes flickered, as if she couldnât believe this cruel reality. She looked at yang Haitao for help. no, itâs impossible. Youâre lying to me, arenât you? â
Song ran grabbed her hand and said, â sis, youâre still young. Take care of your body. Youâll have children in the future. You have to take care of your health.
Song Xuan cried out sadly,âmy child, my child, my child,â
Song ranâs nose felt sour and tears kept falling. Yang Haitao turned his back to her and his tears kept falling.
Aunt Wu couldnât take it anymore and ran out of the ward to cry.
Song Xuan hugged song ran tightly and cried like a child, â itâs old Madam Tangâs nanny. Sheâs the culprit, sheâs the executioner. She killed my child. Iâm going to settle the score with her. I want her to pay with her life. Old Madam Tang is the mastermind behind this. She should die too, Zhenzhen. She should die, Zhenzhen.
Song ran caressed her back and furrowed her brows. She gritted her teeth and said, â sister, rest well and leave everything to me. Iâll take revenge for you. Iâll make sure the person who harmed you is brought to justice.
Song Xuan cried so hard that song ranâs heart was broken.
Song ran consoled her for a while. Even though song Xuan was heartbroken, she did not forget to care about her sister, â youâre pregnant now, so donât tire yourself out. Go home and rest.
Song ran felt a lump in her throat. She hugged her and said, â âDonât worry about me, Iâll take care of myself.â
Song Xuan called aunt Wu over and said with red eyes, â âQuickly bring her home. Go back and make some light vegetable porridge for her.â
Mother Wu left with song ran in grief.
Yang Haitao sat by the bed and reached out to touch her face. âDonât be too sad, okay? You have to think of it this way. Maybe itâs because weâre not fated to be with this child, or maybe this child thinks that weâre too young and donât know how to take care of children, so he went to someone elseâs house. Heâll be doing very well. Donât be sad and donât worry, okay?â
Song Xuanâs tears fell again. although Iâve never been a mother, Iâm sure that Iâll be a good mother. Iâll definitely treat him well. How can he not want me? â How could he go to someone elseâs house?â
Yang Haitao felt as if his heart had been torn apart. He hugged her tightly and caressed the back of her head. âA melon that is forcefully twisted is not sweet. Since the child is not willing, we wonât force others, okay? Weâll have other children.â
How could song ran fall asleep when she was home?