And the more I think about it, the more desolate my heart becomes.

Because it's unlikely that the parents will find this at once, and it's not this sex, it's strange to see that she doesn't tear *, how can she buy things and put money.

As for the others, they are not familiar with it.

Then it's the beginning of the cold year, and it's probably him, but why, will he put the money?

"If it's the beginning of the cold, it's not like this, right? Or, when you happen to look at yourself, and then you hear what you say, put down your things and leave, will you ......?"

Zhuang Ya hammered his head.

She was about to find Ying Hanchu, only then did she notice that she used to go to school continuously, or the phone in the dormitory, but now, he doesn't seem to have a mobile phone, and he is just an old mobile phone that is a façade at home, and relatives and friends casually eliminate it.

Zhuang Ya didn't like such a black feeling.

I was very panicked, and I didn't know the bottom of my heart.

After thinking about it for a while, it was too late, what time was it in the morning, forget it, so I tossed and turned, thinking about it, and squinted and fell asleep, after all, the effect of alcohol was also heavy after sleeping.

When I woke up in a daze, I didn't see the people I imagined, just those things, snacks, money, etc., but I repeatedly reminded that someone had been here and what was happening.

Zhuang Ya thought about it, and waited until the second half of the day, but she still couldn't stay, so she went to find Ying Hanchu.

It's just that she didn't enter the school this time, and naturally she didn't meet Ying Hanchu, she came back again, and Zhuang Ya didn't know how to face it, and whether she didn't recruit herself, and ran over like this.

What exactly happened, what was said, was it a dream or reality? Zhuang Ya was a little confused.

Wandering outside, walking, tired, almost at night, usually at the beginning of the cold, Zhuang Ya returned early.

With something on his mind, he sighed, and when he clicked the door open, he was about to close it, only to find that there was a person standing at the door of his room.

This person is Ying Hanchu, but he looks very indifferent and angry.

Zhuang Ya panicked.

"You...... What?" Zhuang Ya didn't know what to say.

Ying Hanchu didn't say a word, which made Zhuang Ya's heart even more wavy and drumming, and it kept ringing.

Zhuang Ya didn't dare to look at Ying Hanchu's face.

"Where did you go yesterday?" Ying Hanchu asked coldly.

"It's not that you listen to me, listen to my explanation......" Zhuang Ya blurted out, feeling very aggrieved.

But there was no imaginary words coming, and the words kept talking.

At the moment, it is equivalent to giving Zhuang Ya a chance to explain, but Zhuang Ya doesn't know how to speak.

She didn't know why, what did she say again, how did she feel that she was buttoning her hat again, what was she doing so excitedly? Alas......

"You say...... Is there something to hide from me, make it clear at once!" Ying Hanchu's words were very cold, and every sentence was like an ice cube chilling Zhuang Ya's snacks, making Zhuang Ya so cold.

Zhuang Ya* lowered her lips, looked around, and said "uh?...... I don't know how to ...... yesterday No, yesterday I was walking outside, a little bored, no, a little sad, my parents were not around, my boyfriend"

As he spoke, he looked at Ying Hanchu with a slight look in his eyes, and continued, "Then, walking by myself, crying, I found that I didn't have any money, just enough to buy a few bottles of wine, so I bought it, and then drank some, and came back, my stomach was still a little uncomfortable, and then, then"

Zhuang Ya thought about it and said, "It's nothing, that's all ......"

Ying Hanchu was cold and smiled, not knowing whether the smile had a certain meaning, whether it was sarcasm, ridiculous, or faintly sad.

Zhuang Ya couldn't understand it, but knew that Ying Han smiled and asked, "Child...... Whose is it?"

Then pointing to himself, meaning not his, he added, "To be honest, to be honest, I won't blame you, after all, I can't give you much of a good life, and if you want to choose someone else, it's understandable!"

He helped the solemn body in front of him, looking very solemn, and reiterated, "Is it mine? Is it mine? Look into my eyes?"

Saying that, Ying Hanchu strangled Zhuang Ya's neck with some *force*, as if something was wrong, Zhuang Ya would be *injured!

Zhuang Ya didn't understand, she was a little stunned, she felt that she had heard it wrong, how could her man say such a thing, he didn't know what he was doing to him, and asked if the child was his?

"Don't you know what I'm talking about, who are you listening to, what are you talking about, or are you suspicious?" Zhuang Ya asked.

"I just want you to answer my questions......! I'm asking you now, not you're asking me!" Ying Han Chu said.

"Child......" Zhuang Ya smiled bitterly, "What did you do, you don't know? Now ask me this?Why haven't I asked you yet, what are you doing with that fat woman, is there a second fat point besides me, the third, the fourth, what are you and me?"

Zhuang Ya remembered what she saw that day, and the video, as well as Ying Hanchu's intimate * action with the fat woman, the problem is that there are still people watching the video.

This is something that she can't swallow when she thinks of it, she can't let go, what's more, after the video, Ying Hanchu didn't have the will to explain at all, so she went to him by herself, and she also provoked a sao.

"I ask you this, you say that, what video is not a video point, are you empty-hearted, or have you been hiding from me what you are doing behind your back?, isn't it?" Ying Hanchu choked Zhuang Ya's neck, a little harder.

That kind of look, and look, clearly has a flame in the eyes, as if it is about to burn.

Zhuang Ya maybe, young, always stubbornly insists on what she wants to say, and always doesn't want to say other points, let the other party guess, or, want to be deliberately stubborn.

They say they want to say something, but they don't care about what each other is actually thinking.

Zhuang Ya later figured out that at this moment, it was probably not love or not, the question of lack of love was too serious in some things.

So, Zhuang Ya asked with the video, saying her thoughts.

And Ying Hanchu said that what she was doing yesterday and who the child in her belly belonged to was not on the same channel.

After a few words, they were very angry with each other, and Zhuang Ya said directly, "If you don't believe me so much, or have other concerns, and fall in love with someone else, then you can do it......" Zhuang Ya closed her eyes and let the *force* on her neck get heavier and heavier.

It's a little hard to breathe until you can't breathe.

But in the last few minutes, Ying Hanchu still let go of his hand.

He said coldly, "You'd better know what you're doing, what you should do and what you shouldn't do, you have a bottom in your heart, I hope I don't need me to teach you!"

After Ying Hanchu left, Zhuang Ya was in pain.

She doesn't know how, how did she become like this, love and marriage by herself......

Zhuang Ya laughed and said to herself in the room:

"Mom and Dad are looking for me, looking for me, someone on QQ is leaving a message, but I pretend I can't see it! If I can't see it, does it mean that it doesn't exist? Hmph, there's a falling out at home, should I go back? Stay here and wait for the day when I will be choked to death?"

Zhuang Ya smiled bitterly, "I once said that I would love everything in my life, I liked everything, I liked everything, it was all fart, fart......!

Then, Zhuang Ya realized that she was busy getting up and looking outside the door again, and there was a hint of Ying Han's back.

For a moment, she really wanted to chase after her, say something like this, say a few words.

But her poor self-esteem told her, "I am already like this, do I need to behave like this......?

What's more, she's a little more casual and indulgent now......

Compared to her family, she didn't dare to face it, and she took the initiative to face something.

"Now if I go back with a shy face, then what do they think, how do they look at me, and my belly is getting bigger and bigger, I can't cover it, go back and get married, engaged, like the sale of goods?"

"Still, give up this child!" Zhuang Ya thought of what Zhuang's mother and two aunts did that day, as well as the chili powder and all kinds of powder that she had prepared, and the time she got up at night and heard a relative say that she should prepare for the child early.

The sentence "This depends on your thoughts, if you don't want to keep (the child) a lot of natural methods, why care about the words of the little girl (Zhuang Ya)!" This is the main reason why Zhuang Ya decided to leave.

She had a feeling that, like the child, she couldn't make her own decisions.

It seems to be dealing with children, but it doesn't matter if you think about it yourself, it doesn't matter what you think.

They only care about what they think.

"There is a saying 'what comes is safe', since it is here, to this point, let it be the will of God, in case you lose your life like this, it will be simply!?

Zhuang Ya thought about it, but sneered and lay on the big * bed again, and lightly spit out the two words "Providence", "Look at Providence!"

Yes, if the sky does not stop her, naturally this is not the last stop.

Compared with going home, Zhuang Ya also wants to stay at will like this, no matter how bad it is, Han Chu is good to himself, and what kind of real baby, he will always arrange it, maybe the pressure is too great!

"And if you go like this, will Han Chu feel that he is weak-hearted, just quarreled, and left in the blink of an eye?"

"yes, no matter how you can't sit on a trumped-up charge, right!?"

Later, she was hungry, but Zhuang Ya didn't have the heart to go out, picked up the things on the cabinet in front of her, and ate them at will.

I wasn't hungry, so I ate more, drank someone, and then watched TV, but my heart was full.

I don't know how to get through this, as if time flies very slowly, very slowly, no expectation, no waiting, just such a simple daily life, work and rest.

It's just that he may be afraid that Ying Hanchu will not be able to see it again, or misunderstand or miss it, Zhuang Ya has not left this guest house since the quarrel.

But Ying Hanchu seemed to have disappeared, there was no news, and Zhuang Ya didn't go to him.

Such a day, two days, three days......

The people in the hotel said that the money was not enough, so they made up the room fee, so they naturally drew a few pieces of money from the cabinet.

Then back to the dormitory, Zhuang Ya counted silently.

It's been five days, and I've survived five days by myself, but this ......

"Just now, someone asked me to make up for a few days, and I casually made up for three days, in fact...... I don't know if I'm abandoned, or if the world has forgotten about me!"

"QQ is rarely on it, I am afraid of a parent's urging news, and it is even more difficult for me, but when I think of my parents' various anxieties at home, I am not very filial, very unfilial!"

Zhuang Ya lowered her head and was speechless.

"Wait like this, how long will it take, will he go to find someone else again, or, or still really don't love himself anymore, just leave, and he won't come back in the future, won't come back!?"

"However, there are still children who don't want to see me, but they also have to see the baby in my belly, right?"

"Does he even have to doubt who the child is?"

Zhuang Ya once again felt that she was unfamiliar with this person.

It's a long time, but you can figure out a lot of things.

I finally realized at home that Ying Hanchu was just playing with him and didn't want to be responsible.

And now, slowly, I understand that this man doesn't love him so much, but he always "only allows the governor to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps", selfishness and machismo.

And slowly, Zhuang Ya also felt that if they were together, it was estimated that life would not be much better in the future, the point is, he may not love himself much, what about himself, why love so much?

"I don't know, I just can't help it, I can't control myself, I want to care about him hopelessly, I just want to love him, even if I beat me and scold me, by my side, I can watch it, and I am satisfied!"

"I thought I had let go, I knew what to play, but I always wanted something, after meeting, I wanted to tell the world a little bit of goodness to myself!" Zhuang Ya remembered her pride not long ago, thinking that life would be peaceful from now on, and it was better to think about it.

"It's really feng shui in turns, it's been like this in a few days, and I haven't enjoyed it yet!"

Zhuang Ya also thought about it, if she didn't count it, she went to see him by herself, why did she care who bowed her head, but whenever she thought of it, a man even came all the way to him, and he ignored such sincerity, and he didn't believe in his innocence, what did he think.

I also doubt the child I worked hard to keep.

Zhuang Ya felt like the bottom line was violated, and she didn't want to forgive.

He is already here, and he also knows, what to do, he can do it himself......

After all, I have been there, and I don't feel like I want to see it, Zhuang Ya has some palpitations.

No one likes such a hot face sticking to a cold fart* stock, and if there are too many, I still feel uncomfortable......

......

I don't know, how long, it seems, after another two or three days, Zhuang Ya has gradually forgotten the life of waiting, walking dead every day.

However, suddenly, one morning, Zhuang Ya, who was still asleep, heard the sound of a middle-aged woman's voice.

I confirm that it is the voice of one's room.

Zhuang Ya was a little afraid to open the door, "I don't know anyone here, who will come, and ...... It's still an aunt!"

The door slammed again.

Ringing a few times, Zhuang Ya stood on the other side of the door a little timidly, and whenever the knocking point vibrated with the door obviously trembling with the door, Zhuang Ya's heart also beat wildly, thinking that the knock on the door was the same as the sound of her own breathing.

"Open the door, open the door, is there someone?"

"I know there's someone inside, open the door!"

The woman's voice came at once......

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