Chapter 717: The Baby Should Be Gone

In the guest room, He Xiyan had already opened the quilt. She sat against the head of the bed, staring at the closed window with a pair of lifeless eyes. Suddenly, she blinked, and the tears in the corners of her eyes quickly slid down her pale cheeks, drop by drop.

Some blurred images flashed through her mind.

The sea, the cliff, the sunset, the man with a tiger tattoo on his arm, and...

What else? He Xiyan knocked her head, but still couldn't remember.

But Chen Jiahang was right. She should have committed suicide. The first person she saw when she woke up on the beach was the man named Hui Ge. At that time, the man kept patting her face, pressing her stomach, and telling her to wake up so that they could deliver the goods.

She committed suicide, indeed.

An inexplicable sadness surged in her heart. He Xiyan hugged her knees and suddenly sobbed softly.

She cried. Although she couldn't remember the past, she was indescribably sad and upset at this time.

She committed suicide. She didn't know why she would end her life in this way before she lost her memory, but she guessed that she must have encountered something she couldn't stand and lost the courage to live.

As for her baby, she thought it should be gone, otherwise she wouldn't have left the child alone to commit suicide.

She couldn't find any other reason for her to commit suicide besides losing her child.

He Xiyan stroked her belly with her hand. Her face was extremely pale at this moment, and her heart seemed to be hollowed out at this moment.

She looked blankly in the direction of the window, at the tall buildings outside, and at this strange city that she had never been to.

At this moment, she seemed to feel that she didn't belong to this world.

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The door was pushed open at this time.

Chen Jiahang came in sweating profusely. He was holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained the food he had just bought from a store on the opposite street.

He was not familiar with this place, so he could only find a nearby restaurant to pack two meals.

He put the food on the TV cabinet, then walked to the bed and looked at his wife sitting on the bed.

Seeing the tears flowing from her eyes, he felt very distressed, and his hands grasped her shoulders anxiously.

"Yanyan..." His lips moved, and he called her name silently. Then he took one of her hands and wrote what he wanted to say in her palm:

"Don't be sad, okay? The doctor wrote in the notebook that your illness is not serious, just eat more nutritious food. Don't worry, I won't let you go to the fields to work in the future. I will do the housework, and you just need to have a good rest. And the money we earn, you can buy some supplements, so that your body will get better."

Chen Jiahang wrote word by word, and wrote several sentences in a row. After writing, he looked at her distressedly. He still didn't understand why she was so sad, but he knew that she was like this after seeing the doctor in the afternoon.

So he thought it must be because she was sick, so she was so sad.

He Xiyan pursed her lips tightly, she didn't reply, just looked at the man in front of her, with a trace of heartache and inexplicable discomfort in her eyes.

Every time he treated her well, she felt bad because she didn't know how to deal with the awkward relationship between them.

Seeing that she had stopped crying, Chen Jiahang quickly brought the food he had packed back. It was a bowl of corn and pork ribs soup, a bowl of stir-fried beef, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes and cabbage.