"Why are you so careless!" I didn't expect Cang Haidong to say this sentence.

The girl's name was Korin, and her eyes seemed to be spicy by the words, and tears fell from her eyes.

"Alright." Cang Haidong was very annoyed that she was crying, took out 1,000 yuan from his pocket, and said in a comforting tone, "You go and get rid of it." ”

"Why? This is my first child. Aren't you going to divorce your wife? Wheel said sadly.

"Is it easy to raise children now? Your income is not high, and I am in difficulty now, and I have no money for you. ”

"Did I ever care about your money?" Xiaolin was very aggrieved.

I followed him, I really didn't ask him for any money, I just liked him wholeheartedly.

"You're stupid. My wife and I haven't divorced yet, and I have a child, then it's not a matter of dividing the family property, I have to give her moral compensation, how can I have the money to compensate! Cang Haidong explained irritably.

"Woo woo woo you are willing to hit the child? Do you know how much it hurts to kill a child? ”

"I know." Cang Haidong said in a soothing tone, "It's really not the time now, good girl, you take this money to the hospital first." Now is the time when I am in the most difficult time, I can't give you more at once, and then I will get the money and give you some more. ”

"Will you come with me?" She asked, snorting.

Cang Haidong looked at the time: "I have to get money now, you can go by yourself, find a nurse to accompany you." ”

He never really loved this woman at all, and purely regarded her as an object of catharsis when he was empty, bored, and upset, how could he leave a burden in the world?

"Let me think about it." It was as if he had been woken up by a slap in the face, trying to see the man in front of him through his teary eyes.

"It's okay, you think about it first, I have something to do now, and I'll come to see you when I'm free." Cang Haidong left in a hurry.

As he looked at the door slammed shut, his heart ached as if he had been drilled with a lot of holes in an electric drill.

Once, he was his idol, the Prince Charming in his mind, out of reach.

She imagined many scenes of falling in love with him.

But how can a person like himself who is mediocre in appearance and born mediocre have him?

She believed in him without any principle, but any brain that did things for him, as long as he could look at herself, was the greatest reward for herself.

But every time he used himself, he ignored it any longer, until late one night he was so drunk that he paged himself.

It was my first night.

He told himself that the wife he was forced to marry was very domineering and kept an eye on his money, so he couldn't give her any money.

She said she didn't care, as long as his heart.

She felt that there was no second person in the world who was more innocent than herself.

The little girls are all running for money to be the lover of those rich people.

She is running for "love", as if his willingness to patronize herself is the happiest moment of her life.

Even her best friend scolded her for being stupid.

But she insisted that she was willing.

In the past few years, he has been inseparable from himself.

I'm not a fairy sister, and I've been waiting for a long time, and I'm lonely and I'm going to be emotionally upset with him, and I once wanted to pull out this emotion of no results and hope.

But he would give himself some money and gifts to comfort him.

So he was "bought" by him again, not by his little money, but because he actually loved himself.

When she heard him say that even if he was so miserable, he didn't divorce his wife because he was reluctant to give up his son, she had a whim:

What if you gave him a baby?

Then does he still need to be bound by his wife for the rest of his life because of his son?

Moreover, if he has a child, can he be promoted to get out of the sea of misery and "marry his son" with him?

She once told her best friend what she thought, and her best friend persuaded: "Wake up." He didn't love you at all. If you get a child out, you're asking for trouble. ”

But she still wanted to.

So he insisted on going his own way, and finally saw his ruthlessness.

When he heard himself say that he was pregnant, it was not a surprise, but a change from his usual sweet words, and the words he said were no different from the most scumbag scumbag.

She suddenly realized that he was just a fictional fantasy of her own.

Stripped of that coat of fantasy, he was a parasite, lying on himself, using his innocence to suck the blood of his youth.

What he fed with his youth and innocence is just a big locust.