Situ Qinglang was dusty, He Jiaming guessed that he might want to surprise his sweetheart, but the surprise didn't come to fruition, but he was miscarried by sweetheart.

This guy's eyes are red like this, is this trying to eat people?

"I'll take her home, and I won't bother her. Situ replied calmly.

He Jiaming shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then you go upstairs and invite yourself." ”

Situ Qinglang nodded tiredly, walked upstairs quickly, walked to He Jiaming's side, and suddenly said, "Thank you for bringing her out of my house." ”

He Jiaming was stunned, and then said lightly: "I helped her for myself." ”

Situ Qinglang didn't say anything, but walked upstairs quickly, there were many servants in the He family, and one of them was guarding the door of the guest room where his sweetheart was asleep. Situ Qinglang guessed that the sweetheart was inside, so he stepped forward lightly, and the servant helped open the door of the guest room.

Situ Qinglang finally saw the sleeping sweetheart, her haggard sleeping face and thin face all shocked him.

He only walked for two weeks, but he didn't expect that his sweetheart would have such a bad time in these two weeks, she was pregnant, scolded, and miscarried, and suffered a double blow both physically and mentally.

Xu felt that someone was coming back, and his sweetheart woke up faintly, and suddenly saw Situ Qinglang who was stunned at the door, and immediately bounced up, and said in surprise: "Qinglang?"

Is it a dream? She pinched her arm hard, and the pain made her instantly realize that it was not a dream, and tears could not help but fall.

Situ Qinglang clenched his fists and said softly, "Sweetheart, I'm back." ”

"Clear ......"

He stepped forward, sweetheart lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, Situ Qinglang pressed her shoulders and pressed her, raised his hand, and made a crisp "snap".

Sweetheart was stunned, and He Jiaming, who was walking in at the door, was also stunned.

He also thought that Situ Qinglang would be sweethearted, but he didn't expect Situ Qinglang to slap himself hard.

"Qinglang, you're crazy! Why do you want to beat yourself!" Sweetheart pulled Situ Qinglang's hand distressedly, but unexpectedly, in the next second, he made an even more amazing move.

He knelt straight in front of Sweetheart and said in a trembling voice, "Sweetheart, I'm sorry for you for making you suffer so much with me." ”

He Jiaming's breath stagnated, watched quietly for a moment, closed the door, and walked out.

The pain of losing a child made Sweetheart's heart ache, but Qinglang's kneeling made her cry like she lost her mind, Situ Qinglang hugged her tightly, his head rested on her lower abdomen, the place where their child was once conceived, his eyes were wet, and he cried silently.

It's all his fault, it's his sorry sweetheart.

He married his sweetheart unprepared, and concealed Situ Zheng's pressure several times, and even forgot to tell Sù sweetheart's family rules, he thought it was for her good, but he didn't know that it was just hurting her, so that she didn't understand anything and didn't understand nowhere to ask, she has always been like an outsider, and she can only jump in when she encounters a trap.

It's all his fault, if he could have told his sweetheart sooner that his father's desire for a child is far greater than everyone's future, if he could have told his sweetheart that he wants a child, if he could be by his side, he would have spent more time with her......

"I'm sorry for you...... I hurt our children......" he said in a choked voice.

Sweetheart finally broke down completely and cried loudly, she couldn't say a word, she just felt that every qiē was like a nightmare, and this nightmare turned all the qiē into reality.

Situ Qinglang stood up, kissed the tears on his face, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Sweetheart shook her head and nodded again, not knowing what she should express, her heart was what hurt her the most.

"Don't cry, you can have it again when the child is gone, we are still young. Situ Qinglang comforted her, "You have to take good care of your body, you know?"

Sweetheart nodded obediently, sobbing speechlessly.

Situ Qinglang's eyes were red again, he touched the poor little brain, hugged her and said, "Then let's go home?"

"Well...... I want to go home. Sweetheart cried.

"Well, let's go. Situ Qinglang kissed her bitter little mouth, frowned and walked out of the guest room and went down the spiral stairs.

He Jiaming was sipping red wine in the living room, and when he saw Situ Qinglang going downstairs with his sweetheart, he smiled and said: "Second Shao, when I brought my sweetheart out, your old man swore that he would force you to divorce your sweetheart." ”

Situ Qinglang's footsteps paused, silent.

"When is the divorce, remember to call me in advance, you leave on the back foot, I will marry on the front foot, and promise not to let her live a hard life. ”

Situ Qinglang glanced at his sweetheart and said in a deep voice: "You have no hope in this life, I won't divorce her." ”

"Yes, that's a pity, it's better for the second young man to go. He Jiaming waved his hand and made a gesture of "chasing customers".

Situ Qinglang left with his sweetheart, and this palatial but empty and monotonous home finally became deserted again after several hours of vitality.

He Jiaming shook the bitter and long red wine in the glass, thinking that this might be his fate, and he would never find a chance to be with his sweetheart, but he stupidly pushed her to others again and again.

He suddenly got tired of the wine glass in his hand, and slammed it on the carpet, the goblet crystal cup shattered, and the burgundy liquid spread all over the ground.

Situ Qinglang walked out of the mansion of the two brothers of the He family with his sweetheart, Situ Qingqing saw it from the car, and hurriedly opened the car door. Situ Qinglang put her in the car and sat aside by himself, his eyes were fierce and terrifying.

Situ Qingqing cautiously asked, "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

"It's fine. A smile tugged at Sweetheart's pale little face, and finally calmed down the sobs.

She stretched out her hand and clenched Situ Qinglang's clenched fist tightly, Situ Qinglang held her in his arms, her nose was sore, and she said in a trembling voice: "I originally wanted to wait for you to come back and sue you about this, but I was afraid that my father would beat you and that you would quarrel with him...... I'm sorry, I thought it was too simple. ”

"Don't apologize to me, it's all my fault for what I said. Situ Qinglang brought her hand to her lips and kissed it, "I've heard everything about it, and you've done your best." I ask you, do you still remember what those two soldiers looked like?"

"Well...... All are tall and strong, and one of them has a bit of a fierce feeling. Sweetheart recalled, and continued, "If I could see it, I would recognize it." ”

Situ Qingqing thought at first that the second brother's expression of demolishing the house with a black face was to beat the sweetheart, and he sweated for the poor little sweetheart, but now he saw that the second brother not only blamed the sweetheart, but hurt her even more, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that the second brother was going to avenge the sweetheart.

"Colonel, where are you going next?" the driver asked.

"Let's go back to the house first, stop at the door, and I'm going to adjust the surveillance video. Situ Qinglang said coldly.

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