Chapter Seventy-Two: Losing My Life
Xue Chenhe ran into the ward excitedly, forty-three days ago, he couldn't help but miss her for two years, blindfolded her, and the crazy ...... that night.
Why should she bear it alone, and will she be forgiven for the harm she has caused? The unexpected arrival of the child is a test for them, and they may lose her because of it.
Whatever the outcome, be honest with her.
The ward was empty, he was anxiously looking for her, she had left alone, Xue Chenhe ran out of the hospital, and finally found her, feeling very guilty and uneasy.
"Ye Yaxi, the child is ours."
She couldn't believe it was him, and confirmed again: "What did you say? ”
"That night, the person who blindfolded you was me, I love you, and I will be responsible."
"While taking wedding photos with my fiancée, buying clothes, and letting me conceive a child, you are so hateful, don't follow me, I don't want to see you."
Hearing his words, my heart ached. She brews emotions and makes herself strong.
Can a word of love for her make up for the damage caused? No amount of sweet words will make up for the damage.
Xue Chenhe came to Qin Jie's café in the rain, Qin Jie brought two cups of coffee and sat down calmly.
"What's the matter with me?" Qin Jie's hand was on his hand and he pulled his coat.
"Ye Yaxi is pregnant."
"I know." Qin Jie took a sip of coffee and put it down.
"The baby in her womb is mine."
Qin Jie stood up and grabbed his clothes, clenched his fists, and let go: "You want me to let go and fulfill you." ”
"Yes, I should be the one who married her." Xue Chenhe tidied up his clothes.
Qin Jie thought that when she was asleep, she shouted Xue Chenhe's name, drank the coffee in one go, and suddenly felt that the coffee was so bitter.
She hoped that the person she was protecting was not him, but it hurt very much when she thought of it, and he was the one who should let go after all.
"Take care of her." Qin Jie put his hand on Xue Chenhe's shoulder.
Ye Yaxi returned to the villa, and the maid told her that Qin Jie said that there was something wrong with a foreign company and that she was on a business trip.
"What else did he say?"
"Mr. Qin, let me take care of you, remind you to eat on time, rest on time, say that you like to eat sour food, let me prepare more. ……”
When she returned to the room, there was a note on the table, Qin Jie's handwriting, neat and strong.
"Sister, I have returned to Los Angeles, USA. Xue Chenhe told me about the child to take good care of myself. I have no chance to marry you in this life, and I hope to meet the person you love in the next life. Take care. ”
Obviously he paid a lot, but he had to drink wine alone and bear this pain, Qin Jie lay in the back of the car and listened to the poem:
Waiting for you, in the rain, in the rain of rainbow making, the sound of cicadas falling, the sound of frogs rising a pool of red lotus like red flames, in the rain you don't come or not are the same, I feel that every lotus is like you, especially through the dusk, through such a drizzle, eternity, instant, instant, eternity, waiting for you, outside of time, within time, waiting for you, in an instant, in eternity. ………
After listening to the poem, I was fortunate to have gained it, but I lost my life. Qin Jie arrived at the airport and walked into the VIP channel.
Love is really great, and it will protect her when needed. When he finds that he doesn't need it, he leaves silently.
Holding the note, Ye Yaxi had tears in her eyes: "Thank you, senior brother." Thank you for making good meals and waiting for me every day. Thank you for having coffee delivered every day. Thank you, when you are sad, you do not dislike accompanying me. Thank you for not forgetting to let people care about me after the pain. If he owes you, he will pay you back in the next life. ……”