Small oranges. : Thank you for talking to me so late.

SJC: Yes.

Small oranges. : Your wife can't get me wrong, right?

SJC: She knows you.

Small oranges. :Yes???

SJC: Hmm.

Ye Jiaqi was a little embarrassed.

Small oranges. : Have you reconciled with your wife?

SJC: No.

Small oranges. : Then come on.

SJC: Do you have something on your mind?

Small oranges. :No......

SJC: If you're a friend, you can tell me. If I wasn't a friend, I didn't say anything.

Small oranges. : My own worries will bring you negative emotions.

SJC: No.

Ye Jiaqi actually treats "SJC" as a friend, because he trusts her, will ask her to help look at the ring, and will ask her for ideas.

Probably because there were too many things in her heart, too heavy, and she wanted to pour out.

If you can, just tell SJC, who has never met before.

Small oranges. : It's raining in the capital today.

SJC: I know.

Small oranges. : In the past few years, whenever it rains, I feel very uncomfortable and I can't sleep much.

SJC: Why?

Ye Jiaqi's fingers paused, approached the lamp, and knocked down a line of words.

Small oranges. : Do you have children?

SJC: Yes.

Small oranges. : Then you should understand the feeling that a child will feel distressed for a long time when he is sick......

SJC: Hmm.

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi cried, and tears flowed down.

She understands it, too.

In the empty room, Ye Jiaqi sobbed quietly, and the sound of choking filled the room.

The sound of rain outside seemed to be getting louder and louder, and Ye Jiaqi felt suffocated in his heart.

Every time she thought of her little bastard, she couldn't help but want to cry, and tears wet her pillow.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes instantly turned red, covered with a shallow layer of mist.

After not getting a response for a long time, SJC typed a few more words: What's wrong?

Ye Jiaqi's hand was on the keyboard and replied-

Small oranges. : I was pregnant with a baby, but the baby left me forever.

For the first time, she confided in others the most distant secrets of her heart.

This matter has been buried in her heart for three years.

It's been three years.

In the past three years, she has never spoken about it to anyone.

Because she's afraid.

She was afraid that she would die of pain.

Because, as long as she thought about it lightly, her heart would throb for a while.

Her lower abdomen writhed, like a baby kicking her.

Sadness, pain, self-blame, regret.

All the emotions came to her heart on this rainy night, like the waves crashing against her heart, over and over again......

At this moment, she was in such a mood, uncomfortable and painful.

This secret has been hidden in her heart for three years.

Now that I have said it, although it is a stranger, perhaps, the guilt can be lessened.

She didn't protect the baby, she didn't deserve to be a mother.

Tears poured down her hair and pillow like rain outside.

On the other end, there was no reply for a long time.

Ye Jiaqi thought that SJC was asleep, or that he was not interested in listening to her.

Her finger pressed the exit button.

Just when she was about to cry on Weibo, the other end gave a reply.

SJC: What's wrong with the baby?

Small oranges. : The baby is seven months old and gone.

People who have never conceived a child will never experience this feeling.

A child who has been with him for seven months said that if it is gone, it will be gone.

Pain and despair.

Not everyone understands that feeling.

This is also the reason why she is reluctant to tell anyone, people who don't know will only think that she deserves Ye Jiaqi and is pregnant before marriage.