Chapter 1203

Song Xuan feels cold and painful. Her dream is full of chaos. It seems that she saw a little boy, giggled at her, and then ran away.

She ran after and ran, and the child was gone. There was a piece of ruins all around. She searched around in a panic. She saw that the child was lying in the ruins like a doll.

She woke up suddenly, put her hand over her heart and panted in a panic.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw song ran and Yang Haitao, and forced out a smile: "I had a nightmare just now. I dreamed of I dream that my child is gone. "

Song Ran's nose was so sour that tears almost came out.

Song Xuan looks at Yang Haitao again: "Haitao, my child How is the child? "

Yang Haitao looked at her with red eyes: "Xiaoxuan, we are still young, child There will be more. "

Song Xuan feels her stomach with trembling fingers, and then the smile on her face is pulled away.

Her fingers trembled violently, and her stomach was already pregnant. At this moment, it was flat, even flat.

Boy, it's gone. It's gone.

Her lips moved and her eyes twinkled. It seemed that she could not believe the cruel fact. She looked at Yang Haitao like a cry for help: "no, it's impossible. You lied to me, didn't you?"

Song ran grabbed her hand: "elder sister, you are still young, take care of yourself, and there will be children in the future. You should take care of yourself."

Song Xuan cried out in a sad voice: "my child My child... "

Song Ran's nose is sour, and his tears are falling down. Yang Haitao also turns his back and tears are falling.

Wu's mother couldn't stand it. She ran outside the ward and cried.

Song Xuan hugged song ran tightly and cried like a child: "it's Mrs Shen of Old Tang's family. She's the culprit. She's the executioner. She killed my child. I'm going to settle accounts with her. I want her to pay for her life. Old lady Tang is the mastermind behind the scenes. She should die She died... "

I'll take revenge for you, and I'll take revenge on you

Song Xuan cries so much that song Ran's heart is broken.

Song ran comforted for a long time. Even though song Xuan was so sad, she did not forget to care about her sister: "you are pregnant now. Don't be too hard-working. Go home and have a rest."

Song ran throat blocked badly, holding her: "don't worry about me, I will take care of myself."

Song Xuan called Wu Ma and said with red eyes, "take her home and make some light porridge for her."

Wu Ma, grieved and desperate, takes song ran away.

Yang Haitao sat by the bed and touched her face: "don't be too sad, eh? If you want to think like this, maybe we have no predestination with this child, or maybe the child thinks that we are too young to take care of the child, so if we go to someone else's house, he will have a good life. Don't be sad and don't worry, OK? "

Song Xuan shed tears again: "although I have never been a mother, but But I'm sure I'll be a qualified mother. I'm sure I'll be nice to him. How can he refuse me? How can he go to someone else's house? "

Yang Haitao felt that his heart had been gouged out. He held her tightly and stroked the back of her head. In a soft voice, he said, "it's not sweet to be strong. Since the children don't want to, we don't force others, eh? We'll have other children. "