Chapter 2 People Are Not Like People, Ghosts Are Not Like Ghosts!
It's been five years, and she doesn't look like a human, and a ghost doesn't look like a ghost!
What is the point of living for her, who eats food that destroys her spirit and body every day, and is humiliated by him from time to time?
Song Qingzhou's silence made Mu Chaoci completely lose his mind, he stepped forward quickly, shook her slender and thin body on the table in the corner.
Bottles and cans also fell, and the broken glass pierced her body, staining the white red fruit on her body.
"Get up if you want to go out and please me!"
As if he hadn't seen it, Mu Chaoci grabbed Song Qingzhou's thin shoulders tightly, the pain accompanied by humiliation spread to his limbs, and crystal bitter tears fell to the floor, exuding silent protest for his master.
As soon as his heart sank, Song Qingzhou stepped forward and hugged Mu Chaoci's neck, and leaned his feet towards his thin lips.
After five years in a mental hospital, she wanted to get out, not just for herself, but for the child in her belly!
This humiliation is nothing to the current Song Qingzhou.
The weak and boneless jade fingers ripped open his shirt, but the jerky technique easily touched Mu Chaoci's hidden thoughts, and the next moment she was pulled by Mu Chaoci.
His eyes were red, like a hungry jackal, revealing the aggressiveness of Chiguoguo, and Song Qingzhou's body trembled.
Mu Chaoci did not give her any opportunity to prepare and question.
It's been a long time......
Song Qingzhou bit her lip tightly to prevent the pain from coming out, but the pain like a knife piercing her body poured densely into her heart, and tears fell on her shoulders.
She had never felt time so tormented, as if every minute and second had passed, until she was tired and fell asleep.
The weather in early autumn was slightly cool, and Song Qingzhou was awakened by freezing.
At that time, Mu Chaoci was already dressed neatly, standing indifferently by the bed, staring at Song Qingzhou condescendingly, looking at each other, and the man did not have the slightest sense of embarrassment of being caught.
"Get up if you're not dead!"
Mu Chaoci's words were piercing, crushing Song Qingzhou's last self-esteem, she endured the pain and put on her clothes, looked at the man in front of her with complicated eyes, and stopped talking.
She doesn't understand, how did two people who once loved each other come to this day?
Mu Chaoci took out a few things from his pocket and threw them towards Song Qingzhou's cheek, his words were like ice, "Eat, your child is not worthy of the surname Mu!" ”
Song Qingzhou smiled bitterly, and glanced at the flat lower abdomen with the corner of his eye, baby, it's Mommy I'm sorry for you!
Leaning over slightly, Song Qingzhou wanted to pick up something that fell on the floor, but the word "invitation" and the photo printed inside were like a knife inserted into her heart.
He's getting married? It was with her!
With a suffocation of breath, Song Qingzhou opened the invitation...
Even though I already knew the result, I was still slightly stunned when I saw the familiar face in the photo, and the pain spread down my heart to my limbs.
He can marry anyone, but it can't be Ren Mengyan!
Years of grievances and unwillingness overwhelmed reason, Song Qingzhou was like an angry little beast, got up and rushed to Mu Chaoci, and asked sharply, "Why do you want to marry her?" She was also there when my mother had an accident, why didn't you believe me and choose to believe her? ”
Regarding the events of that year, Song Qingzhou's brain was blank, she couldn't remember how her mother died, and more things were learned from Mu Chaoci's mouth.