Chapter 907： He is her **** (1)

An Ziqi couldn't eat, but the baby in her stomach was already protesting. She had to cheer up and force herself to eat something.

As soon as I ate it, my stomach was empty for too long, but I felt nauseated, and then I ran into the bathroom and vomited out.

She wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

As night fell, with the constant roar of thunder, An Ziqi lay on the bed and wrapped herself tightly with a quilt. Without him, even her hands and feet were cold.

She kept telling herself that there will be nothing wrong with Xiao Moli, and there must be nothing wrong with it.

With her eyes open until dawn, she knew now that when people were worried to the extreme, they couldn't even shed tears.

Hollow eyes through the window to look at the blown branches and withered trees outside.

The tragic situation of the sea tornadoes seen on TV before flashed in my mind. Ships were overturned to the sky, and some ships were directly torn apart and disappeared into the sea forever.

She didn't dare to imagine what Xiao Moli had experienced during this day and night, and how he was now.

I can't even imagine that there will be no life for him in the future.

Just think about it, the whole person feels like being torn apart.

The shouts of people mixed in the wind and rain suddenly came from outside.

Vaguely heard, "The ship..."

An Ziqi opened the quilt and rushed out, the wind and rain outside has been reduced.

"The... only boat left... is back at the pier." The man ran away, his voice intermittently floating in the wind and rain.

An Ziqi didn't care about anything else, she rushed directly into the rain, put her hands on her lower abdomen, and walked quickly toward the dock.

Before arriving, I saw a group of people surrounding the dock from afar, and faint crying could be heard in the crowd.

The baby in the lower abdomen also seemed to feel uneasy, and suddenly moved in his stomach.

An Ziqi's hands on her lower abdomen can't help but tighten, baby, daddy will be fine, he hasn't seen you born, he must be fine.

Taking a deep breath, stepping forward quickly, shaking away from the crowd of onlookers, a woman was kneeling in front of a corpse on the ground and crying bitterly.

There was another corpse on the ground not far away, covered with a white cloth, waiting for someone to claim it. The rain hit the white cloth, showing the tall outline inside.

The rain blurred An Ziqi's vision. She raised her leg hard and walked two steps towards it. When she raised her eyes, she saw the wrist falling on the outside of the white cloth with a wristwatch.

That is a limited edition of NC, only five are released worldwide, and the price is even more scary.

The residents on the small island would not understand these, let alone buy them. The only owner here could only be Xiao Moli.

An Ziqi's breathing stopped for an instant, and she only felt that her eyes were dark, and the whole world seemed to be gradually moving away from her, hearing nothing, seeing nothing.

He is her god, her all!

His body swayed twice, and his legs fell to the ground as soon as he weakened.

"Ann."

An urgent voice came, and her body fell into a familiar embrace.

"An An, An An."

Hearing the familiar voice, An Ziqi finally regained some consciousness, her teary eyes were dim, and she looked at the person in front of her vigorously, as if she didn't believe that the person in front of her was him.

Xiao Moli looked at the scared person in front of him, and held him tightly in his arms, "It's okay, I'm here, I'm here."