Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

But as a medical personnel, Zhan Yan and Du Xiaomo naturally recognized her. That was a woman's placenta after her miscarriage.

"Throw that thing away." Du Xiaomo anxiously shouted.

However, before she could finish her sentence, a shrill scream pierced the pitch-black night. Zhan Yan held her head with both hands, and painfully closed her eyes, "Ah …"

"Zhan Yan, don't be afraid. That's not Little Yan, that's not your child." Du Xiaomo was at a loss of what to do, she held her in her embrace, and consoled her non-stop, but then, Zhan Yan's body shrunk into a ball, and trembled violently.

Of course, they were not Zhan Yan's children. After the abortion, those things had already been taken care of. Just that, who could be so crazy as to send such a thing to provoke Zhan Yan at such a time?

I've got it i've lost it