150 I owe so much that I am ashamed
The hand on me stiffened visibly.
The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.
I don't know how long the two of them were silent and stalemate, and the tears I had been holding back for a long time suddenly fell like a continuous rain that could not be stopped.
His silence seemed to be the most honest and hurtful answer, one more like a sharp and merciless knife cutting through my heart, and I felt it was a thousand times more painful than I had ever endured.
My demons were still there, and I forgot to investigate the essence and root cause of this matter, so I held my inferiority complex and pressed my abdomen again.
Lin Zhicheng suddenly turned over, he reached over and wanted to help me wipe my tears, but I threw his hand away, pursed my mouth and tried to stop the tears in his sight, but it was really so heartless and powerless.
He suddenly hugged me into his arms fiercely, and he murmured, "Zhou Mo, you listen to my explanation." You broke my heart by crying. β
I hit him hard with my hand, and he silently took it, but he didn't let go of his hand at all, and he said, "You have to calm down, listen to me, things are not what you think." β
I was stunned for a moment, gave up the struggle, and froze there like a dead dog.
Lin Zhicheng's strength around me increased a little more, and he said a little cautiously: "The child is indeed mine." But it's not quite mine. I have a relationship with Yang Qiao, not the kind of relationship you think, I haven't had any physical overstepping with her. This matter is a bit complicated, and I will tell you about it slowly. β
I was completely confused.
Lin Zhicheng glanced at me again, and said cautiously: "The child in Yangqiao's belly is a test-tube baby, and I am a sperm donor. β
My whole head exploded.
On the topic of sperm donation, I have seen some foreign news, and I felt that I had to respect everyone's life choices, right, but now I hear it, I feel so unacceptable.
If Lin Zhicheng is a sperm donor, then the child born by Yang Qiao, should he be called his father, called Yang Qiao's mother, and then called me aunt?
I was so frightened by my rich imagination that I unconsciously let go of Lin Zhicheng's hand, and the defense mechanism in my body began to activate, and I hugged myself in a protective posture.
Lin Zhicheng's voice suddenly lowered and said, "Zhou Mo, can you forgive me?" β
I curled up in a ball, and after a long silence, I said, "Lin Zhicheng, do you know what it means to donate sperm?" It means that the child in the back is related to you, it means that you and Yang Qiao have a common child, which means that in our marriage, you may need to go out to give Yang Qiao and that child some time. Of course, well, fine, because I can't give birth at all. It's good now, how good, you Lin Zhicheng has a child, it's too good. I should have celebrated with you, but I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood. So, that's the end of it. β
I turned around again, I tried to control my tone, and said with a quiet look: "Isn't Yang Qiao suffering from pregnancy depression, if you want to go over and take care of it, then go." Since you didn't tell me before donating sperm, don't tell me later. β
Some people may think I'm being vexatious.
But naΓ―ve children, when you enter into what you thought was a sweet marriage after a thousand holes, less than a week after your marriage, you suddenly found that there was a woman outside with children in her belly who were closely related to your husband.
Even if they don't cross the physical boundaries at all.
But it can also arouse a person's inner uneasiness, anger, sadness, sadness, and other emotions.
I'll admit that I'm just a traditional Chinese woman! I can't be so trendy and generous!
I just closed my eyes with all kinds of mixed emotions.
Lin Zhicheng's hand on his back was fixed in a position and placed there for a while, he probably thought about it for a long time before he said slowly: "Zhou Mo, when I made the decision to help Yang Qiao, we hadn't gotten back together. Don't get excited, you listen to me slowly, and then make sure you want to forgive me, okay? β
I sighed, and suddenly understood, I didn't have the qualifications to mind, after all, we hadn't gotten back together at that time, right?
Lin Zhicheng's hand invaded me again, he hadn't slept well for the past two days, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he continued slowly in a narrative tone: "After my injury was healed, Hongde started from scratch during that time, which was particularly difficult. There is no money, no materials, and there are pitiful orders, and even the factories that were previously cooperated with have become so unenthusiastic. There are less than a hundred employees left in the office. In the past, whether it was a customer or a supplier, except for the door-to-door recovery of compensation or payment, they basically did not come to the door at other times. The same is true for banks, when things are going well, they will take loans from Hongde, and when Hongde is in a desperate situation, they can't get a penny to borrow. I never thought that Yang Qiao would put down her arrogance and come to help me at this time. β
I sighed again, mixed feelings.
Just as I have benefited from Wu Kaiyu's protection in the past three years, Lin Zhicheng also has someone by his side who accompanies him in trouble, it turns out that this is the original face of life, and many people have similar or unsimilar experiences.
I tensed again, my hands twisting and twisting unconsciously, my eyes half-squinted in silence.
Lin Zhicheng glanced at me cautiously again, and then continued for a while: "Although I have known Yang Qiao since childhood, before that, our friendship was at most a partner who made money together. But in the back, we became comrades-in-arms, allies. And I will accept her help to work together because I don't want to be in the quagmire all the time. Because of those misunderstandings, I had a deep hatred for you at that time, and I was unwilling, and I thought that as long as I stood tall enough, you would regret and be annoyed later, and you would look at me with admiration later. β
My brow furrowed slightly, and my mood was even more complicated.
Lin Zhicheng moved his hand, and he was more like a chatter at this moment: "The first half a year was particularly difficult. Most of the domestic customers have no confidence in Hongde at all, and they have no choice but to go abroad. Yang Qiao's English is a little better, and most of the customers are run down by her. She stayed up late for me, running out of business day and night, often without even jet lag, and came back to continue working overtime. After Hongde improved, many people thought that she and I would be together as a matter of course. But I'm quite selfish, and I still hate you as always, and this hate must come from love. I can't tell even a small fraction of the people to give this woman who made me sail again. I'll still look for you behind her back, layer by layer. Yang Qiao has always been the kind of smart and proud woman, and she took the initiative to quit the management of Hongde herself, in order to be less common to me. β
Probably needed to sort out his thoughts, and when Lin Zhicheng's words came here, he stopped abruptly.
My heart, hanging in the air, seemed to have encountered the biggest acid rain in my life, and I was drenched and overwhelmed.
I understood these words.
He hated me, he loved me dearly, but it wasn't me who needed me in the hardest moments of his life.
The woman who can hold up a whole sky for him and help him sail to sea is Yang Qiao.
She paid affectionately for him, but was let down by his affection, but she didn't cry or make trouble, she took a step back and forbeared.
She is the one who really loves Lin Zhicheng.
And I, at most, was a woman who came back after a sunny sky and picked the fruit without doing anything.
I suddenly felt like I was the one who was extra in the relationship, and I groaned, closed my eyes completely, and I said, "I'm sleepy." β
In fact, for feelings, I'm still scared, I'm just a bun, I can only escape or escape, I thought that if I closed my eyes and fell asleep, all my troubles would be solved, I thought.
But Lin Zhicheng, he is different from me, he is a materialist, he stretched out his hands to hold my shoulders, and he said to me in a forced tone: "Let's talk before we sleep." β
Then, in my resistance, he continued: "Six months ago, Yang Qiao, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly returned to Shenzhen. She told me she wanted to have a baby, and I told her to find someone to marry. I know I'm cruel. But then do you guess what Yang Qiao told me? She developed uterine cancer, fortunately, at an early stage. She said that she couldn't find someone suitable for marriage, but she didn't want to completely lose her qualification to be a mother, so she needed to find a donor, and I was the most ideal candidate in her heart, she said that she knew everything about me, knew that I didn't have a family genetic disease, she said she didn't have time to wait, she opened her mouth to ask me. Zhou Mo, even if she is very arrogant and won't say anything in person, I also know that she did waste her entire youth for me. I owe a lot of human debts, and I am ashamed. I couldn't give her the same level of affection in return, not even love. I can't say a reason to refuse, I can't say no to a woman who has given so much for me and is now seriously ill. β
"Zhou Mo, I know that if I want to force you to understand all my current behavior, it will be particularly unfair to you. But Yang Qiao is arrogant and withdrawn, her family disowned her because she ran back to help me after I divorced, she was cold and arrogant by nature, she had no friends, and her life was like an island. If I had gone a little later that night, I had no idea what would have happened. She kept talking about all kinds of ways to find death that night, and I was going to call you, but she had a seizure and said that if I didn't turn off my phone and talk to her all the time, she would stab herself in the stomach with a knife. When you met us in the hospital, she had already made a fuss in the medical room, and her emotions were so repetitive that I didn't dare to stimulate her in that situation. No matter how much she messes with me, I can't complain about her because I owe her. However, I am actually too self-conscious, I want to repay the debt I owe, and I am deeply afraid of wronging you. Zhou Mo, I don't know what to do anymore. β
After Lin Zhicheng finished speaking, his face leaned over, and his eyes were indeed exhausted and entangled.
And to me, his words were no less than dropping an atomic bomb into my self-righteous days of peace and tranquility, so powerful that it had not yet begun to explode, and all the grandeur and sweetness that had been given to me before was all killed and wiped out.
But I can't bear it so much, I will be soft-hearted, I am afraid to see this man who is as majestic as an idol in front of me, as helpless as a child.