"It's alright, everything will pass. Close your eyes and sleep well. When you wake up, everything will be over." Jin Chenye held her in his arms, restraining her self-harming hands.
His gentle voice carried a bewitching magic.
"I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see Yu Xiuzhun. I beg him not to leave, but he ignores me..." Ye Mingmei said, as tears continuously fell from the corners of her eyes.
Her hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her skin, her palms a bloodied mess, yet she seemed to feel no pain.
"Mingmei, remember, you still have the baby. This is Yu Xiuzhun's child. Do you not want it anymore?" Jin Chenye sensed her body stiffen slightly, quickly picked her up, and carried her back to the ward.
Gently laying her down on the bed, he covered her with the blanket.
"Not just the baby, but even Yu Xiuzhun's death is still an uncertainty. Didn't you once believe he was still alive?"
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