Chapter 51: Sadness

She looked at Zhao Yuhan's departing back in a daze, and said grief-stricken: "Am I your own child?

The harsh words came into his ears, Zhao Yuhan was instinctively stunned, stopped, clenched his fists, bit his lip without a sound for a long time, and spit out a sentence trembling and struggling: "If I knew this was the case, it would be good not to give birth to you, this evil obstacle, harm people and things." ”

As it was, she was just a superfluous existence in the eyes of her mother, and even disgusted to the point of being described as a hindrance, and only regarded as a burden with no existential value. Ridiculous! Ridiculous! It's so ridiculous! Why is it that other children are born with the care and love of their parents, and they are born as human beings, they have never felt a trace of the warmth of a family harbor, nor have they seen the gentle face of their only relatives, their mother, and instead bear the loneliness and sorrow that they should not bear at this age? Why should all the grievances have to be endured silently and alone, it is so unfair! Why does God always play around and torture Himself! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!

The bitter words were like a sharp axe ruthlessly slashing straight at Cheng Siyu's wet and viscous heart, crackling, the quiet and cold air made her hear the sound of her heart dripping blood, the intermittent pain and unbearable pain stimulated to the bottom of the atrium, and the heart gathered in the middle and twisted into a ball, violently impacting the sensitive cells and fragile tendons in her heart, causing her legs to be weak and weak in an instant, and she sat on the ground with a "jump".

Zhao Yuhan didn't look back at her, and didn't even leave her a fake afterglow. Looking at her departing back, Cheng Siyu's eyes blurred suddenly.

The sky outside the window is misty gray, gently smeared with a layer of indifferent mist, the rain began to fall, the rain beads are like teardrops in Siyu's eyes, falling on the rough cement floor like a splendid rain flower, scattered in the wind and duckweed in the lakeside, poignant and moving.

She snuggled up to the threshold, held it with both hands, and looked intently at the continuous drizzle in front of her, dripping and dripping, looking closely at the rain in the tears, and the tears in the rain, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, only knew that the clear rain tears, salty with bitter, bitter with salty, taste, cold and warm self-knowing.

The phone rang suddenly, Cheng Siyu answered the phone, and Shen Lingfeng's low and gentle voice came from that side, well, yes, Ling Feng, Ling Feng's voice brought her warmth and motivation, he said, "Siyu, where are you?"

"Ling Feng, do you hear me?" Cheng Siyu raised his mobile phone towards the rain and did not move, and after a while, he took back the mobile phone and placed the earpiece in his ear, and Shen Lingfeng's concerned voice came from the other side: "Are you outdoors Siyu?

"I'm thinking about you. Cheng Siyu said in a low voice.

From the "fool" came his doting laughter.

Shen Lingfeng's gentle whisper touched her heart, so that the tears that were originally held back couldn't stop flowing, and tears flowed down her face, Shen Lingfeng asked nervously, "Siyu, what's wrong?"

Ling Feng's care made her feel that she still had someone to care about and care for in this world, she was not completely abandoned, she was not alone, there should be a safe haven in the world that could make her reveal her heart and unguard herself, that must be Ling Feng's embrace and care, that was the person who loved her, and the person she loved the most, the person she loved for the first time.

"Siyu, what's wrong with you, speak!" The more obvious Ling Feng's voice was, the more she broke through Siyu's inner defense, she suppressed her sobbing and choked, and couldn't cry, and only after a while did she respond with a crying voice, pleading: "Ling Feng, can you come and pick me up?" ”

"Where are you?" ”

"You wait for me, come right over. Shen Lingfeng firmly agreed.