In the room, the lights were off, Tong Ran couldn't see who had come in. As the footsteps drew closer, her eyes widened and she clutched the bedsheet tightly.
Mo Beiyan bent down to turn on the light.
The sudden brightness was blinding, and Tong Ran squinted her eyes. Mo Beiyan sat on the edge of the bed with the porcelain bowl, "Master Ran, you're finally awake."
Tong Ran looked up at him, her initial surprise gradually turning to delight, Mo Beiyan glanced at her face, "Why do you look prettier the more you grow? No wonder they say all pregnant women are…"
"You didn't leave?" Tong Ran locked her gaze onto his face, interrupting him, "I thought you really left."
Mo Beiyan frowned, "What?"
"Are you still mad?" Tong Ran choked back a sob, leaning in to hug his arm, "I'm sorry, what happened to Chen An is also my fault, it's all my fault, I'll stay with you and wait for him to wake up, please don't leave me..."
