Song Cheng paused with his hand holding the wine glass, and the original smug smile slowly cooled down, replaced by a gloomy expression.

He snorted coldly, stared at the distance of nothingness, and said in a muffled voice: "She's just an accomplice, what's the use of arresting her?" Squat for a few years at most. ”

"Will you just let her go?" My heart was cold, and I sat up straight suddenly, looking at Song Cheng suspiciously.

I suspect that he has no end in love with Shen Youyou, at this moment, do you still want to let her live?

Probably because the question in my tone was too obvious, Song Cheng turned his head to look at me with a slight stunned look in his eyes.

He stared at my eyes in a daze, and after a few seconds, he suddenly laughed, put the wine glasses in our hands back on the table, grabbed my wrist and dragged me over and held me in his arms, and muttered with his mouth in my ear, "Jealous?" ”

I squinted at him hatefully, gritted my teeth, and said, "Don't forget, how much blood she has on her hands." ”

Song Cheng completely ignored the annoyance in my words and cheekily licked my earlobe.

My scalp was numb, and I felt a shiver that I couldn't controllably crawl through.

His voice was low, like a cold winter wind, and the people who blew got goosebumps all over their bodies: "Squatting in the trumpet to eat and drink, isn't it too cheap for her?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then turned to look at him in a daze.

A cold smile opened at the corner of his mouth, as if he had slashed at Bai Shengsheng's bones, and insidious cracks could be seen everywhere.

"Shen Youyou has never suffered anything in her life, and now she has suddenly lost her backer, with her old mother with crippled legs, how do you say she will live?"

"Shoulders can't be carried, hands can't be lifted, can't be compromised, and won't beg, wouldn't it be better for such a person to throw her out and let her fend for herself?"

I squeezed Song Cheng's wrist and pondered what he had said.

Shen Youyou didn't get the punishment she deserved, but as long as she stayed outside, whether she was dead or alive in the future, or was "accidentally beaten to death" by a ruffian hooligan, it was possible.

I nodded and laughed cruelly.

Without Shen Kuo, she is a lost dog, she can only be slaughtered by others, and if she wants to avenge Xiaoman, she will have a chance at any time.

"Right," he whispered, "You can be honest with me, these hands are so beautiful, don't touch dangerous things, do you hear?" ”

I chuckled in my heart, I didn't expect him to notice my dark thoughts, so I couldn't help but purse my lips and quickly restrain the fierce expression on my face.

His hand moved up my knuckles, down the elbow and down to my waist.

I twisted my waist uncomfortably, turned my head to look at him, and muttered, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Cheng put his chin on my shoulder, rubbed his lips on my cheek affectionately, and whispered to me, "Right right, let's have another child." ”

He said as he laid me down on the bed and rolled over.

I shuddered for a moment, and an indescribable fear swelled up in my heart.

When his kiss fell, I jerked my head and dodged it.

Song Cheng froze, half-raised his head, and looked at me with a frown: "What's wrong?" ”

I swallowed dryly and smiled at him, "It's okay. As he spoke, he tightened his arms around his neck and leaned up and kissed him.

Song Cheng was very excited, holding my head with one hand and lighting a fire around me with the other.

When I realized that he was about to come in, my panic grew, and I put my legs together to keep him out.

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, his mouth stopped, and he looked up at me in surprise.

The corners of my mouth trembled, my fingertips tightly grabbed his arm, the tip of my nose was sore, and I prayed in a low voice: "Song Cheng, you wear a condom, we don't want children, okay?" ”

Song Cheng straightened up suddenly, straddled my lap, and looked at me with a frown.

I looked at his dark face, my heart was sore and painful, and I couldn't help but say bitterly: "I don't want children, I don't want them anymore." It's just the two of us, can we get better? ”

I looked at him beggingly and clenched his palm.

Tears rolled down the corners of my eyes, and I closed my eyes in agony, afraid to see the look of disappointment in his eyes.

When the first child was killed, I could comfort myself that it was okay, there would be children in the future.

But when Xiaoman died, my whole heart had been hollowed out, and I couldn't wait to chase him to death on the wall.

I realized that a piece of meat in my stomach was completely different from a living child.

Xiaoman cried with me, laughed with me, opened his big innocent eyes, and called my mother affectionately, but I didn't protect him.

I'm really scared, if I have another child, can I guarantee that he will grow up safely?

I didn't dare to gamble, I was afraid of losing my own children again!

The palm suddenly emptied, and then the weight on the body disappeared instantly, and only a rush of footsteps was heard in my ears.

I hurriedly opened my eyes, and with tears in my eyes, I saw Song Cheng's embarrassed back and rushed directly into the bathroom.

It was as if a hole had been dug in his chest, and it hurt with blood.

With a pair of eyes wide open, staring at the snow-white ceiling above my head, I wondered blankly, is Song Cheng going to abandon me too?

He wanted a child, he wanted to be a father, but I didn't want to have any more.

I never want to do it again.

I'm even more afraid, if I have another child, I will slowly forget Xiaoman.

He was already so pitiful, lying lonely on the ground, and if I forgot him, who would remember him?

I put back on Song Cheng's ripped clothes, and I sat on the head of the bed with my knees crossed.

There was a rattling sound in the bathroom, and he seemed to be venting his anger, and I heard the sound of things breaking, and I couldn't help but bow my head in pain, burying my head in the middle of my knees, afraid to face this reality.

After a long time, Song Cheng came back.

He may have just washed his face, with a little moisture on the tips of his hair, sticking to his cheeks, his lips pursed tightly, and there was not a trace of expression on his face.

My heart sank straight down, and I fell to the bottom in an instant, and I was terrified to death.

He climbed onto the bed, sat down beside me, and put his arm around my shoulder.

I hurriedly closed my eyes and shrunk into his arms, my teeth clenched tightly for fear of crying.

Song Cheng was like a dumb man, and he didn't say a word for a long time. I wondered, could he bear to speak? Or are you waiting for me to bring it up?

I kept waiting, waiting, my heart was cold, and I didn't wait for him to say half a word.

I wish he had said it was okay and that the two of us could have a good life. However, with such a big family business of the Song family, how could he not want an heir?

Even if Song Liang is such an open-minded person, what he never forgets before he dies is to have a child.

"Song Cheng," I rubbed my eyes and said in a muffled voice in his arms, "let's get a divorce." ”

He stiffened, and the arm holding me tightened suddenly, almost breaking my bones.

I felt a sour pain in my heart, and I was reluctant, but I couldn't help but let go. I live alone in the guilt of my child, but I can't force him to be like me forever.

To live, we have to look forward.

It's time for me to let go and let him go.

My eyes were so wide open that my sockets ached, and I muttered, "You don't have to feel guilty, I'm sorry for you for this." If you want to have children, find someone you like in the future......"

"Shen Youyi!" He spoke suddenly, his voice gnashing his teeth angry.

I snapped and looked up at his thin chin.

Song Cheng looked down at me, his eyes full of raging anger, as if a little spark could burn me to ashes.

I swallowed violently and looked at him blankly.

"That's what you think of me?" He asked me angrily, a hint of scarlet in the corners of his eyes, "Why do you say divorce, do I agree?" Why do you think I don't have to feel guilty, don't I have responsibility for Xiaoman's affairs? I only hate myself for not being strong enough to protect you and Xiaoman. My poor son, he was so young, why didn't he find him at the time? If you get him out with him, how can he ...... How could it be...... It's all useless to me! ”

Song Cheng gasped for breath, suddenly raised his arm, and slammed his fist against the wall.

There was a "bang", and I could hear the click of a broken bone. , a better quality experience comes from.