Su Qingyu stared at the door, a door that seemed as if it would never open, and the light in her eyes slowly died. No matter how many times this happened, the ending was always the same. Last time, it was their child. This time, would it be her? She remembered how he had sauntered in from Bai Yuanyuan’s hospital room, a full half-hour after her own surgery. The loss of their child had hollowed her