Snowy winter.

Lan Xin only wore a white suspender nightdress and stood in the snow outside the eaves of the villa.

His limbs were frozen and stiff, his black hair was dyed white, and his bare feet on the snow were purple from the cold.

"Sir, I beg you to let Madame into the house, if it goes on like this, Madame will freeze to death." Aunt Huang looked at the heartache and pleaded for Lan Xin.

And the man's angry voice came from the house: "If she still can't figure it out, then let her freeze to death outside!" ”

Lanxin's heart gradually cooled with the ice and snow.

Today is their third wedding anniversary, and for so many years, she thought she was happy, but it wasn't until her parents were forced to die by the Jane family and her son died in a car accident on the same day that she realized how sad and ridiculous she was.

She was nothing more than a pawn in his interests, a sharp blade for him to kill his parents and son.

The ashes of the son are in this villa.

Aunt Huang turned around again and looked at her: "Miss, you can give Mr. a soft suit, your body is delicate, this ice and snow, if you freeze your body, how can it be good." ”

"I ......" Lan Xin opened his lips, his teeth were so cold that he kept trembling, and his plain white face did not have the slightest blood: "I...... I...... Not...... Not...... Wrong...... I'm going to...... I...... Son ......"

"Madam, why are you so troubled?" The maid saw that she was stubborn, so she had to be in a hurry.

Until—

"Sir, sir, ma'am, she fainted." The maid hurriedly opened the door and rushed into the snow, panicking: "Madam...... Madame, she was bleeding!! ”

The angry man was suddenly stunned, rushed over, wrapped her tightly in his coat, and carried her back to the house in a panic and put her in the soft quilt.

"Call the doctor right away!!"

A moment ago, he was obviously angry, but at this moment, his eyes were red with nervousness.

Hands full of blood, as if portending some irreparable situation.

He rubbed her frozen hands tightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I love you so much, how can you bear to leave me?" Otherwise, how could I be willing to let you stand outside and suffer? ”

The doctor hurriedly came and examined Lan Xin, with a solemn expression: "Mr. Jane, Mrs., she had a miscarriage." ”

"What? Abortion? "Jian Yi can't believe it, she's pregnant?

Why did you never tell her?

The man's tall body swayed a little, as if it was going to fall down at any moment.

The doctor's words echoed in his ears for a long time, forming a sharp jagged tooth that clutched his heart.

……

Lan Xin woke up, or was awakened by the sunlight outside the window.

When I opened my eyes slowly, I saw the infusion bottle hanging in the air in front of me.

What's wrong with her?

In an instant, I remembered it all again.

Her husband's Jane made a hindrance, Lan suddenly went bankrupt, and both parents committed suicide.

She hated Jian Yi, she wanted a divorce and left with her son, but he found her on the street and forcibly wanted to take her away, but in the dispute, her son broke away from her hand, fell on the road, and was crushed to death by a car.

There was no more ice and snow in the warm room, but her heart was extremely cold, accompanied by painful despair and hatred.

For three years, they have obviously loved each other so much, it turns out that everything is an illusion.

She's going to leave here, she doesn't want to stay for a moment, she's going to leave with her son's ashes, leave forever!

Lan Xin pulled out the needle, his body was weak, and his body was shaky when he stood up.

When Aunt Huang came in, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her: "Madam, why are you up?" ”