Almost all of them eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

What's even more terrifying is that he gets drunk and hits her every time.

She was covered in wounds.

When you are sober, you will have good things to say to her.

Such soft violence, such drunken madness, made Wen Qing afraid that one day he would get drunk and kill her.

So, she gave him all the money she had in her account, just to leave him.

He agreed, promised to let her back.

But now, why did you come back to her?

She didn't want to see him at all.

When she saw him, she would think of the days when life was worse than death abroad.

Tears slipped from the corners of the eyes, violently.

It dripped down the corner of his eye and onto the sheets, soaking wet.

……

In the second half of the night, the child cried fiercely.

Ling Song, who was sleeping on the sofa, was very impatient.

rushed into the room of the confinement lady, turned on the light and saw where there was still the shadow of the confinement lady.

Is this scared away?

didn't sleep well, so Ling Song couldn't feel sorry for anything.

He went straight over and picked up the child.

When he came here before, he saw this child.

Crumpled, I don't know who it looks like.

Ling Song sneered, walked out of the room with the child in his arms, and kicked open the warm bedroom.

Wen Qing was taken aback.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Song coming over with the child in his arms.

I thought that as soon as I woke up, this nightmare would end.

But now...... The nightmare continues.

Not even the last expectation.

Not even the last self-deception......

Wen Qing didn't know what to do, so she watched Ling Song walk over and throw the child directly at him.

"Don't let him cry, or I'll let you cry."

After Ling Song finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Warmly looked at the child who was thrown on the bed.

This child, she didn't want at all.

If it hadn't been for the power to pity her.

She will not choose to give birth.

And now, it seems to have become a burden.

The child in bed was still crying.

It seems to be even more fierce than crying just now.

Wen Qing remembered Ling Song's words before he went out.

Hurry up and hold the child in your arms.

But the child kept crying and refused to rest.

I didn't coax the warmth of the day and was at a loss, I was in a hurry, and I didn't know why the child was crying?

What about the confinement lady?

She wanted to go out and look for it, but there was Ling Song outside the door, which made her walk.

I can only take out my mobile phone and bring it to my sister-in-law.

But no one answered the phone for a long time, and when it came to call again, the other party turned off the phone directly.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight.

That's what she should have described.

Warmly gritted his teeth and put the quilt on the child's body, so that he would stop crying.

She was upset when she cried, and she was afraid of bringing in people from outside.

How will a child know when to cry and when not to cry.

He felt hungry, and he cried there.

But there was no one to feed him, and even breathing became difficult.

Both hands and feet were kicking there.

But how much strength can a child in swaddling clothes have, and his face soon turns blue.

Gradually, it ran out of breath.

Wen Qing felt that the child was not crying so fiercely, and looked at the door subconsciously.

The door was closed, and Ling Song was not woken up.

She was afraid, she was really afraid that Ling Song would come in and abuse her again.

I didn't close my eyes for almost a few days, and I was abused by Ling Song so much just now.

Wen Qing closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep with a sudden expression.

And the child in her arms gradually became stiff.

Under the covers, poor child, completely unable to breathe.

Ignorant warmth thought that he had finally stopped arguing.

Therefore, I didn't care if the child had other problems.

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