Chapter 142: All Thoughts Are in Despair

Su Mo married Zhu Ling'er. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Mo, in the end, married Zhu Ling'er.

Su Mo asked me to wait for him, and I waited.

I waited with peace of mind, with ardent anticipation, and almost saw through it, I watched as the leaves of Suqiu withered and withered one by one, scattered in the soil, and finally turned into dust, buried by the flying flotsam in the sky.

I waited until my father's bones were cold, and finally waited for his news, and in the white snow, those fiery red colors looked particularly dazzling.

I don't understand why Su Mo didn't say a word to me, he didn't explain anything to me, he didn't explain anything to me? He clearly knew that I was pregnant with his flesh and blood, but he still ignored me.

I never knew that Su Mo was such a ruthless person, I believed in him like this, and waited for him with peace of mind, but I only waited for his big wedding with Zhu Ling'er.

I walked to the door of the Zhu family's house in a daze, and it was lively and prosperous everywhere, except for my face that had just come back from crying and mourning, everyone in my eyes was full of excitement and happiness on their faces, joyful and elated.

I was the only one, standing in the snow, reflecting the desolation of the wind, but I didn't feel the cold at all.

It's just the noise of the drums that keeps my head buzzing, and I feel their pleasure make me angry.

I lost my voice, I lost my father, when the old man of the Qian family accepted me as a concubine, I will also lose my child, that is, my child with Su Mo.

Why didn't he care at all? Why did he still marry others as if nothing happened? Why was I so sad and they were so happy? I was not reconciled.

If you can't be with me, why do you want to give me hope? Let me regain what I have lost, and what I have gained and lost? I could have been free, I could.

But Su Mo, why are you trying to lie to me?

Why, certainly, make me hate you?

I couldn't help but lose control of my emotions, and I wanted to rush in towards the gate of the Zhu family, although I didn't know what I was going to do after I went in, accusing Su Mo of being negative?

He lost me, and I gave him the opportunity to lose me, what do I have to complain about?

Since you choose to be the moth that fights the fire, you have to suffer the consequences of dying without a corpse, don't you?

I think, I just don't believe that Su Mo would not want his child, I want to hear him say it in person.

But I didn't have this opportunity, I was stopped by the house slave, who rudely pushed me out, and I fell heavily into the snow.

In an instant, I only felt a cramping pain in my lower abdomen, and the white snow slowly leached blood red, and no one in the bustling crowd noticed my panicked pain, and I suddenly felt desperate.

I gritted my teeth and stood up, walking to the doctor, my mind was in a state of confusion, and I couldn't think.

My child is gone.

He died on this bone-chilling winter day.

Died in my despair.

I think I killed him.

It was the pain and despair in my heart that made him so disappointed in this world that he didn't want to come.

I didn't have time to give him love, so I gave him so much hatred, his father didn't want him, and I couldn't keep him alone.

In the past, I always laughed at those women who were looking for death and life for the sake of feelings, crying, making trouble and hanging themselves, making a fuss more exciting than the drama on the stage.

At that time, I didn't know how to be emotional, so I couldn't empathize with this kind of sadness, and I thought it was funny, simply because I felt that nothing was more important than my own life.

I never thought that one day, I would be so sad and desperate, and I never thought that one day, I would feel that my life is not really important.

When life becomes a kind of pain, the easiest way to end this endless pain and despair is to give up the life that you are feeling this suffering very clearly.

In the past, I just felt that it was hard to live, but I never felt that it was painful to live.

I collapsed in front of the door of the infirmary, and vaguely saw that it was the gray-haired old doctor, who kindly had someone carry me in, and then I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I saw the old doctor sitting next to me, looking at me and shaking his head and smiling bitterly and sighing.

Those sighs, sighing at my stupidity, laughing at my stupidity.

The old doctor looked at me with a little regret and a little understanding, and it was clear that he was telling me that he knew that I would end up like this, and the old doctor seemed to have expected all this.

I think this is probably the so-called, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

Persistence is like dust, persistence is like an abyss, and persistence makes people's bones disappear.

The doctor prescribed medicine for me, but I didn't take the prescription to grab the medicine, I didn't want to take the medicine, and I didn't want to get better, and when I came out of the hospital, the night was already falling.

I was standing in the snow and suddenly I didn't know where I was going.

I don't have a father, I don't have a home, I don't have a penniless, I don't have friends, I don't have Su Mo, I don't have children, I have nothing.

I don't know why I walked outside the Zhu family's house again, the blood red in the snow has been covered by heavy snow, and I can't find a trace, as if it never really existed.

I walked against the wall of the Zhu family's house, groping for the cold red brick wall, I couldn't walk, so I stood there looking at the red bricks, I stood all night, facing the wind and snow, imagining the warm charcoal basin in the room, overlapping figures, candle shadows swaying, and then extinguished, imagining how Su Mo and Zhu Ling'er at this time, how windy and snowy, lingering.

I don't know how long I was standing, only that it was getting dark, that people would occasionally pass by, and I didn't notice what they were doing.

Until the slave of the old man of the Qian family rudely took me away, I was already so tired that I didn't even have the strength to resist, and my eyes were dark, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying naked in the futon, and Mr. Qian was lying next to me and sleeping.

I close my eyes and imagine what happened.

An indescribable feeling of nausea filled my chest, but I didn't even have the strength to be angry.

I just felt that everything was lost, I was tired, and I suddenly lost all the reasons that could keep me alive.

So, I slowly took off the hairpin on my head and stabbed it towards Mr. Qian's neck without hesitation.

When I left, I put on the fiery red wedding dress that I put aside, imagining that I was Su Mo's bride.

I easily avoided the family and climbed over the high wall of the Qian family with some difficulty.

I calmly walked to the bridge over the West Lake, and jumped off the bridge without hesitation with the white swirling flowers flying in the sky.

I am really a very spineless girl, and at the last moment of my life, the face that appeared in front of my eyes was still only Su Mo. (To be continued.) )