Chapter 1819: The child was born early (1)

Qin Anlan looked at Sushou with a slight bitterness.
He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the night outside the window, "Aunt Su, rest early! I'm fine outside."
As he said, his palms were gently placed on the shoulders of the sleeves, with a wry smile, "Don't worry."
Su Xiu Lao burst into tears: "How can you rest assured, how can your child be alone now?"
She was heartbroken and wanted to take a good look at his injury, but she was afraid of him going to her heart.
I was really anxious in my heart, and I didn't know what to do, and my heart ached to death.
"Aunt Su, I'm leaving." Qin Anlan smiled lightly, Su Xiu looked at his profile, so perfect, and saddened to death, her little master was once so perfect.
Fingers touched his handsome face, and his voice trembled, "An Lan, don't you want Liangqiu?"
With a touch of warmth, her fingers pressed against his face.
After a few days, he told himself to live, and told himself that Liang Qiu was waiting for him.
He has been insisting, but he also has times of weakness...
When he got out of bed with his weak body, he walked to the mirror and gently lifted the gauze.
That devilish face still shook him.
This face was terrifying when he saw it himself, let alone others.
The body is also mutilated and dilapidated.
He was like a half monster...that day, his hands propped up in front of the sink, making a weird miserable laugh.
He was crying like a child.
He forced himself to give up Liang Qiu, and the pain was worse than the physical pain.
And now, this pain is gently soothed because of the short sleeves...
At this time, he was like a child again, unwilling to leave, unwilling to give up.
"An Lan, how can Aunt Su want you alone?" Su Xiu pressed his face to his shoulder, crying sadly and depressed.
She was sad, Qin Anlan's heart was even more sad, the clothes on her shoulders were soaked, hot and humid, and itchy in the wound.
He let her cry for a while, then patted her on the back, and said dumbly: "Aunt Su, I'm leaving now."
Su Xiu hugged him, clinging tightly and not letting go.
His voice was gentle, like coaxing a little girl, "Aunt Su, I'm really gone, I'm free to see you."
After speaking, his fingers gently opened Sushou's hand, smiled slightly, and finally left.
Su Xiu stood there for a long time...
Tears were crying dry, and they couldn't keep him.
His injury actually hurts his heart.
Su Xiu opened the door, but was shocked, the light inside the door was on, and Ye Liangqiu leaned against the bed, his expression a little dumbfounded.
After a moment of silence, Su Xiu walked over to comfort him: "I'm still not sleeping, how is the child, is it still making noise?"
Ye Liangqiu raised his eyes, staring at her, his voice softly, "Auntie Su, you saw him, right?"
Su Xiu originally didn't want to say it, but seeing the tears in the corner of her eyes, her heart was still hard to come down, and she nodded, "Yes, I saw it, Master is fine."
"Very good, then why doesn't he come back?" Ye Liangqiu still looked straight at Sushou.
Su Xiu sighed, and sat next to her, gently stroking her long hair with thin fingers, "Master, he hasn't figured it out yet, he will come back, you believe Aunt Su, he just needs time."
Ye Liangqiu put his face on Sushou's shoulder, tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, "Aunt Su, I can give him time, really, I can."