Chapter 7: Make You Pay

I haven't taken a good look at him, I haven't kissed his little face.

After despair, there is numbness. I don't feel anything right now, a terrible peace of mind.

Step by step, he walked to the elevator door, held the box, and returned to his ward.

Take off your hospital gown and change into your own clothes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I turned on the faucet and forced myself to wake up with cold water.

Lu Yan, tell me, what else do you want from me? What am I going to do, that you are willing to give it to me, to give me a handout, that trace of the poor warmth that I want?

Or rather, feelings.

It's been ten years, and I've given you everything I have, and you don't look down on it at all.

Now there is only that life left.

You trampled on my dignity, took advantage of my trust, spurned my feelings, and finally killed our children with your own hands. Strictly speaking, it's mine.

Because, you don't admit it, or rather, in your eyes, the child I gave birth to is not worthy of being your son.

Looking at my haggard self in the mirror, I smiled. Dry your face with a towel and comb your hair that is a little messy.

I don't blame anyone, I only blame myself.

There was one thing I had to do.

You have made me taste the pain of losing everything, and today, I will let you taste it.

Changing into shoes and holding the box containing Xuan Xuan in my hand, I left the ward.

"Lu Yan."

In ward 407, I looked at Su Wanyan lying on the hospital bed, with a deep gaze.

"I'm out to go through the formalities. Look at you like this, ready to be discharged from the hospital? Su Wanyan grinned, "I heard that the wild seed died, which is really regrettable." I thought I'd go see him. ”

The room was a bit cluttered and I put the box on the table. His eyes swept to the side of the fruit knife, his eyes lowered, and hatred surged.

"The child is in this box, do you still want to see it."

Su Wanyan was stunned for a moment, and then stopped laughing, as if she was frightened by my current emotions.

"Shen Ruolin, why do I think you're a little abnormal."

"I'm fine." I looked at her and smiled.

I took a step forward and leaned over the table. With his hands behind his back, he got the fruit knife and hid it in his sleeve.

The knife was a little sharp, it seemed to have scratched my hand, and I felt the sting.

My laughter made her creepy, and Su Wanyan got out of bed, took a few steps back, and looked at me with a wary look.

"Shen Ruolin, I still haven't figured it out, what does Lu Yan love about you?" I looked into her eyes, and in her eyes, I could see fear.

Step by step, I approached her, cornering her.

"Shen Ruolin, you don't know Lu Yan at all." Su Wanyan smiled sarcastically, "I know, you have loved Lu Yan for ten years, and you think you know him very well, from his preferences to some small habits." But you never knew his heart. ”

"Because you know his heart, does he love you?" I lifted my hand and gently stroked her face.

I don't believe it. I didn't believe what Su Wanyan said at all.

Hypocrisy, artificiality, hypocrisy, disgusting. Would Lu Yan like this kind of person?

He won't.

Could it be this face? This perfect, delicate face?

Such a perfect face, if there are some scars on it, it will look even better.

I don't know if Lu Yan will be as affectionate as he is now.

"Shen Ruolin, what are you doing! You let go of me! Su Wanyan knocked my hand away, her voice trembling a little, "Don't mess around, I called the police!" ”

"Call the police?" I smiled softly, "Su Wanyan, you still have some self-knowledge. ”