Even if I were to die, I would have no regrets.
Xia Ximeng's casual remark, when heard by Huo Yishan, carried a touch of melancholy.
A seemingly ordinary sentence, yet for Xia Ximeng at this moment, it had become an unattainable luxury.
Seeing her eager yet slightly sorrowful expression, Huo Yishan's good mood was entirely swept away. The thought that Xia Ximeng might soon leave this world—disappearing from hers and Li Yuan's lives—caused her heart to ache inexplicably.
"Shanshan."
Xia Ximeng suddenly looked at her with a somewhat serious gaze.
Meeting her gentle and clear eyes, Huo Yishan was momentarily stunned. "Hmm?"
Xia Ximeng deliberately glanced at her flat stomach, "How long have you… been with Yuanyuan, is there any movement in your belly?"
She asked very cautiously, afraid that Huo Yishan might feel sensitive.
