Blood gushed out at once, but he stood, motionless, letting her bite, letting her vent.

Pei Qiqi couldn't cry, she just bit him and hoarsely voiced: "Tang Yu, I'm not sad." ”

"Yes, I'm not sad." She leaned on his shoulder and spoke softly.

But when she closed her eyes, all in front of her was Zhao Ke's face.

High-minded, mean-spirited, miserable - full, all of them are Zhao Ke.

Pei Qiqi lost her strength, and she lay on Tang Yu's shoulder, motionless.

For a long time, her tears fell from the ground......

That person, hated her, and she hated the person who gave birth to her.

But, the woman who always gave birth to her, she stayed in Zhao Ke's belly for more than nine months.

Zhao Ke died...... She doesn't have a mother anymore.

Forever.

Not even a chance to be hugged......

Pei Qiqi cried and laughed, she broke away from Tang Yu's embrace, her expression was a little crazy, "Tang Yu, I sent her to prison, it was my ......"

She just wanted Zhao Ke to get the punishment he deserved, but she didn't expect that Zhao Ke would die.

Tang Yu forcefully took her into his arms and forcibly held her down to prevent her from escaping.

"Listen to me, it's not your fault." He pressed her shoulder: "Zhao Ke, she is for herself." ”

He had no way to tell her what he suspected, no way to tell her that Tang Xin was not his sister.

In that way, Pei Qiqi's existence is even more unbearable.

He looked at her seriously, Pei Qiqi's expression was stunned for a long time before he spoke: "Tang Yu, is it true?" ”

"It's true!" He hugged her, patted her back with one hand, and ran her long hair with the other, "She, just want to be free." ”

Death may be Zhao Ke's best relief.

A woman like her, going to prison, is originally a kind of torture, and it is normal to leave now.

Pei Qiqi looked at him and didn't cry anymore, nor did he cry anymore.

It's just that all night, she was silent, silent, and didn't make a sound.

She still brought noodles to Tang Yu, but how could he be in the mood to eat?

Tang Yu took a few bites and looked at her with a somewhat unrelenting look: "Qiqi." ”

She hummed and lowered her eyes, "When is she ...... Buried? ”

"The day after tomorrow." He told the truth.

Pei Qiqi didn't say anything more, and when she went to bed at night, she kept silent, lying quietly on his shoulder socket, quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Tang Yu didn't bother her.

At this point, he needed a cigarette, but held back.

Reached out and touched her shoulder, "Qiqi, if you want to cry, you can come to my arms." ”

"I didn't want to cry!" She was dumbfounded.

But after a while, her little body turned around, hugged his waist hard, and fell into his arms.

The little face was facing his heart, and for a moment, he felt that it was hot and humid.

It's a little cold and uncomfortable.

But he didn't make a sound, just the little girl he caressed.

Now, his little girl is so sad!

His heart was as heavy as hers.

Pei Qiqi first cried silently, and then became whining......

Tang Yu patted her, looking at the dark night, but his voice was gentle: "Baby, it's good to cry." ”

How could he not know, not know what she was carrying.

He would rather bear it for her.

However, no one can replace this pain......

It wasn't until late at night that her crying stopped.