"As long as I can be with you, what does it matter to abandon everything?" He looked at her deeply.
"You go out first, I'm tired now, please don't disturb the baby resting." She turned her face away, no longer looking at him.
He just stood there, staring blankly at her figure, he really wanted to take her and the babies away from this place of trouble!
After he left, Xia Qingqian could no longer hold back, collapsing to the ground, wailing.
For Madam Rong, for Beitang Yao, for Beitang Huan, and for herself and the babies.
Beitang Yao stood outside the door, listening to the sobs inside the room, his heart pained, his head rested against the solid door panel, biting his lips hard.
He looked at his hands, flipping them back and forth, both palms and backs were flesh, how could he bear to part with them?
Beitang Yao returned to his room, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke, just let it slowly shorten between his fingers.
