Yatong didn't wake up until the next day.
When she woke up, Song Cheng was still looking at her.
He stood by the bed, facing the morning light, his figure a little blurry.
Yatong opened her eyes and blinked a few times. She wanted to sit up, but found that she couldn't move.
Her action made Song Cheng suddenly turn around and look at her.
Yatong frowned slightly, looking at the white around her, she tried hard to recall what happened last night.
She seemed to have slept until midnight last night, had a stomachache, and then called Song Cheng.
So she's in the hospital now?
Her throat was dry, and she struggled to squeeze out a few hoarse syllables: "Xiao Cheng, am I in the hospital? What's wrong with me?"
The look in Song Cheng's eyes when he looked at her was scary, like love, but also anger and pain.
In short, those were a pair of very scary eyes.
Yatong was stunned for a moment, her shoulders shaking subconsciously, "Xiao Cheng, what's wrong? What's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Song Cheng's voice was very low, as heavy as a stone hitting his heart, "Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?"
Ya Tong was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "I'm pregnant? When did I get pregnant..."
Recalling the stomachache she had last night, she panicked, covered her lips, and muttered to herself, "I had a stomachache last night, not menstrual cramps. Am I pregnant?"
She felt so painful last night that her hands were covered in blood, and she thought it was menstrual cramps.
So she is pregnant?
But she is pregnant, why does her stomach hurt so much?
Song Cheng's face looks very ugly now. Did she have a miscarriage?
She subconsciously asked, "I'm pregnant? Where's the baby? Didn't you keep it?"
She subconsciously hoped that the child had not stayed.
Because now is not the time to have a baby. She and Song Cheng have no excuse to let this child be born.
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