Qiao Chujian shook her head: "No," and then stood up. As she stood up, the carnations in front of her fell to the ground. She didn't pick them up, but just said: "I would rather give my life than forget him. Let me think about it again."
After saying that, she turned and was about to leave.
At that moment, Zhiyun's voice came from behind: "Soul Pawn Shop, you can only come once. Regardless of whether we trade or not, the moment you walk out the door, the opportunity will be lost forever."
Suddenly.
Qiao Chujian stopped.
The distance was not far, and Zhiyun could clearly see that her body was trembling slightly.
Zhiyun was silent. She understood what Qiao Chujian was thinking. She understood it all because she had experienced it all.
But Qiao Chujian still went out.
Zhiyun felt relieved again, then stood up and followed him out.
When Qiao Chujian came out with her head down, she didn't think of going back. If he couldn't survive, she would have no faith anymore.
There is no question of whether it is worth it or not, only whether she wants to or not.
Because in this world, there is really nothing she is particularly reluctant to give up.
When we reached the center of the garden, the door outside was gently pushed open.
A stunningly handsome man pushed the door open and came in.
The man wore plain gold-rimmed glasses, and his handsome face was hard to look away. In his arms was a baby, about five or six months old. The baby was wearing a hat, so the baby's face couldn't be seen clearly from this angle.
But the man holding the baby is truly stunning.
Qiao Chujian stood there, staring blankly at the man holding the baby, who was walking towards him step by step.
As he got closer, he walked past her and walked inside holding the baby.
From this angle of passing by, Qiao Chujian saw the baby in the man's arms.
She really... hadn't seen such a small child for a long time, so delicate and lovely.
But the little baby fell asleep, his chubby little face resting on the man's shoulder, a little pink, and he was sleeping soundly.
Qiao Chujian slowly turned around and saw the proprietress in a red long skirt and a black mesh hat standing at the beaded curtain door with a gentle smile on her face as she looked at the man walking towards her.
Qiao Chujian just stared at them, his eyes gradually changing from confusion to envy. For a moment, he couldn't take his eyes off them and just kept looking at the family of three over there.
That’s right, a family of three.
The first thing Han Qingrang did when he took little Tengsheng in his arms was to lean over and kiss Zhiyun on the forehead.
It was a very simple action, yet familiar and gentle. It seemed to be something that he had become accustomed to and did often.
As a courtesy, Zhiyun of course had to stand on tiptoe and kiss Han Qingrang on the face.
Then he reached out and touched Xiao Tengsheng's face, and asked with some concern: "Is your digestion better?"
Xiao Tengsheng has had some stomach indigestion these past two days because he accidentally drank too much milk, which made him feel uncomfortable due to indigestion. He also felt listless and had no energy.
Han Qingrang was taken to the hospital and he felt much better this morning.
Han Qingrang changed the hand holding Xiao Tengsheng and said to Zhiyun, "Don't worry, it's okay."
When little Tengsheng heard his mother's voice, he opened his eyes. Because he was still young, he could not lift his head by himself most of the time, so he had to use his palms to support the back of his head.
Although Han Qingrang takes care of Xiao Tengsheng most of the time, it is the son's nature to stick to his mother.
Even if I haven't seen my mother for two or three days, I still feel very close to her when I see her again.
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