Just... Ling still lowers his head and looks at his flat abdomen.

I'm afraid she won't have her own children in her life. It used to be the body's reason that I felt I couldn't have children in the future.

Now, the body may be cured, but she is already exhausted physically and mentally, and has no courage to believe the so-called love!

Ling still came to the small restaurant. It was more than 7 p.m. at that time, but he avoided the high / peak dining period of the small restaurant.

"Here you are!" Zhuo qianyun sees Ling is still there, and immediately greets him, looks at the other side's gaunt face, and then asks, "have you eaten yet? What else can I have here? "

"Let's have a night of yangchunmian. I haven't eaten it for a long time." Ling still thought about it.

"OK, wait a minute." Zhuo qianyun asked the kitchen to do it.

Before long, a bowl of yangchunmian with a lot of good ingredients came out, "eat it, it's a day later to celebrate your birthday!"

"Thank you." Ling still said, lowering his head and eating noodles quietly.

Zhuo qianyun didn't disturb either. He greeted other guests, packed his things and continued to work in the restaurant.

Until Ling finished eating, Zhuo qianyun sat back at the table.

"What happened yesterday? Is something wrong with you? " Zhuo qianyun cares about the tunnel.

"Well, it's something. I broke up with Yi Jin, and now I have moved out of the house. " Ling is still calm.

After a night, now, she has been able to say these words very quietly, she thought, she must be able to put this relationship down.

Zhuo qianyun is shocked by the words, and Ling's still calm appearance makes her feel sorry for each other.

She is also experienced feelings of people, how can not know the feelings of pain? If it's true love, break up... How can we do so calm!

The present calm is just a painful depression.

But in the face of this still, Zhuo qianyun does not know what to say! After all, she is also the loser of love!

At this time, she did not know what kind of comfort she could give.

Perhaps only time, can we really heal all this pain?

"Don't worry, sister Zhuo. I'm not as vulnerable as you think!" Ling still saw the worry in Zhuo qianyun's eyes, and tried to make his mouth pull out a smile.

"By the way, this is the cake I bought for Xiaoyan. I didn't have a chance to invite him to eat the cake yesterday. Please take it to him first. I'll take him to the playground to have a bigger one when I'm free some other day."

"Xiaoyan must be very happy after listening. He is also going to give you the birthday gift he chose for you." Zhuo qianyun said.

"Sister Zhuo, you are lucky to have such a lovely child as Xiaoyan." Ling could not help but envy the way.

"Yes, I feel very lucky, too." Mentioning his son, Zhuo qianyun's eyes flashed tenderness. Although the relationship with Ye Wenming hurt her to the bone.

However, she can have Xiaoyan, but this life is enough.

In this life, she lives only to grow up with her son!

After Ling still left, Zhuo qianyun looked at the time, and it was almost time to close, so he cleaned the shop, closed the doors and windows, pulled down the shutter, and carried the box of cake that was still given to Xiaoyan. He turned around, but the whole person was shocked.