Chapter 562: Let It Go, Mo Yixuan

She had no initiative at that time, and had always been compromising and forbearing, because she married a man who didn't love her, and met a mother-in-law who hated her very much. No matter what she did, she could not get their approval. Even if there was no Ye Hao, they could not go back to the past. Because the past did not bring her any happiness, if possible, she would rather never meet him.

"Let it go, Mo Yixuan." He Xiyan, who had figured out everything, looked at the man in front of her indifferently, as if she had seen a stranger.

She turned around and faced him with her back. Just as he used to face her with his back.

Mo Yixuan's body suddenly stiffened, he pursed his lips tightly, and the look on his face was particularly painful and ugly.

"Yanyan..." He tried to call her name again, but what he got was her silent response, and she didn't even look back at him.

The two of them stayed by the bed, taking care of their common child, watching the child wake up again and again, coughing again and again, changing water and getting injections again and again, and until the second half of the night... He Xiyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, she lay down in front of the bed, accompanying Yuanyuan who fell asleep again.

Mo Yixuan didn't sleep all night. He took off his coat and put it on He Xiyan, then walked to the window, looking at the sparsely populated road outside and the dim street lights. He slightly opened the window, letting the cold wind blow on his face and into his already cold heart.

He thought that if Xia Yuwei hadn't been pregnant at the beginning, he would never have abandoned her. He actually loved her all the time, but when he understood, she had left him, and he lost the opportunity to accompany her and take care of her. Even when she gave birth to Yuanyuan, he didn't stay by her side.

If he said that he hated himself the most, it must be that he never treated her well when they were together.

After more than four years of getting along, she had already entered his heart and integrated into his life. She was like air to him. He ignored her until she left. He realized that her leaving could make him feel suffocated.

Mo Yixuan clenched his fingers, and his thin lips seemed to be unable to open again. His eyes were filled with pain and self-blame.

"Yanyan, what do you want to do before you come back to me?" Mo Yixuan suddenly turned around and looked at her who was lying on the bed and was already tired and asleep.

He walked over and listened to her even breathing. She was really tired, and her eyes were closed very tightly.

He was very familiar with her sleeping appearance. She liked to bite her lips and clench her fingers into fists when she was sleeping, just like a child.

She was like this at this moment.

He suddenly leaned down, picked her up, and carried her to a bed for accompanying not far away, and then carefully covered her with a quilt.

"Have a good rest, Yanyan." Mo Yixuan opened his lips slightly and said in a dull voice, while one of his hands gently rested on her forehead, tucking away the long hair that fell on it.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the hospital was quiet, with only the occasional sound of footsteps in the corridor.

Mo Yixuan sat by the accompanying bed, sometimes looking at his child, and sometimes looking at the woman he loved. He didn't close his eyes all night.