Chapter 392: No matter how cheap your life is, it's your own
The sky began to rain again, and it fell to the ground and on the wide plantain leaves. 【Latest chapter reading. 】
In the dead of night, Ye Jiaqi sat on the edge of the bed with his knees crossed.
When you close your eyes, it's quiet everywhere, except for the endless sound of rain, which seems to come from the distant sky.
Streaming, ethereal, tranquil.
There were no windows in the room, and Ye Jiaqi didn't know how heavy the rain was outside.
This is the third day she has been locked up here.
Intermittently came in from the servant
Fang Ya has not left the capital yet, Fang Cheng is in the hospital during the day, and sometimes he is on duty at night, Qin Shien is old and in poor health, and he spends most of his time in the hospital
In addition, during this time, Ye Jiaqi really made Qin Shien angry, and the old man jumped up and down in the hospital and hung up for several days.
He was even given a critical illness notice by the doctor.
Ye Jiaqi felt funny.
They took her and wanted to take her life, and they weren't allowed to say a few words, right?
Anyway, she seized the opportunity to kill Qin Shien.
It's best to be angry, it's better to mess up!
However, Fang Cheng was far more difficult to deal with than she imagined, oil and salt did not enter, and nothing would be obvious.
But she learned intermittently from the maid that Fang Cheng was just the adopted son of the Fang family.
Then he broke his heart for his sister!
The rain was still falling outside, and the whole house was remarkably quiet.
I couldn't hear any noise.
The clock on the table pointed to "10", and it was already ten o'clock in the night.
In the dead of night, the air was very oppressive.
Ye Jiaqi seemed to be able to feel the coldness seeping through the crack in the door.
She hugged her knees, her face dazed.
She wanted to live, she wanted to.
If she can't live, she doesn't want to save Fang Ya, why should she save her?
Of course, if Qiao Sinian had personally opened this mouth to her, she would have saved him, after all, she owed him a life, and she owed him twelve years of kindness.
But as long as Qiao Sinian didn't speak, she didn't want to save it!
No matter how cheap your life is, it's your own.
She shouldn't be a victim, and she shouldn't be a pawn.
Thinking of this, Ye Jiaqi cried, and the teardrops fell down.
"It's all bastards," Ye Jiaqi choked with sobs.
Why is there no one in this world who loves her?
When she was a child, her father didn't love her, her stepmother beat her, and Zuo Qianqian didn't want to see her.
The only mother who loves her has long since passed away.
Ye Jiaqi thought about it, God really didn't treat her well, and let her meet everything.
Later, I finally had my own blood and bones in my belly, and I had a little life that was closest to my dearest
However, the only sustenance was all disillusioned three years ago.
She had nothing left
Thinking of this, the tears fell even harder, like unstoppable raindrops.
Chu He said that she lacked love, and everyone believed it.
Yes, she lacks love and has low self-esteem.
Whoever treats her better, she takes it seriously, and she can't tell whether it is false or not.
Cries mixed with the sound of rain wafted through the air.
I don't know how long she cried, she was tired of crying.
Between his fingers, he pinched a white pill, which was already stained with a little sweat.
It's nothing else, sleeping pills.
That day, she poured half a bottle out of the female doctor's medicine box.
She'd eaten it.
During the time when I lost my child, I couldn't sleep all night, and I lived on this little pill.
But no one knew about these things, and she didn't want to tell anyone.
People are terrible to say, and when they say it, it is themselves who are hurt.