Huo Qingyi was crying, trying to kneel before Su Yixing, but Su Yixing wouldn't let her.
Su Yixing even scolded, "You always kneel before me at every turn, though I never allowed it. I just want to know what's going on in your heart. If you don't tell me, I'll join you and the child in dying together."
With that, he helped Huo Qingyi back onto the bed to sit up properly.
Huo Qingyi's face was already streaked with tears.
Seeing Su Yixing like he really meant to die with her and the child, Huo Qingyi had no other choice but to cry out, "I don't want to die. I don't want the child to die with me. I especially don't want you joining us in death. I don't know what's wrong with me. Even though I don't have an appetite, I still eat every meal, but I'm losing weight. I have no control over it."
Su Yixing said nothing, didn't ask anything, just sat at the edge of the bed, listening to Huo Qingyi speak.
