She held her breath and stood up, but there was a voice outside the door, one she would never forget.

Song Yecheng.

In her previous life, the man she loved with all her heart was the man who brutally strangled her and the child in her womb for the sake of her own Qingyun Road.

Jingwei's whole body trembled violently, she threw herself on the kitchen stove, reached out and grabbed the kitchen knife tightly, she wanted him to pay for his life, and wanted him to pay a tragic price for what he did.

But she finally calmed down.

God let her live again, not let her ruin her life again so hastily.

but let her completely change the fate of her previous life.

She will never fall in love with Song Yecheng again, she will never let him hurt herself again, and she will never be again.

Jing Wei took a few deep breaths and put the kitchen knife down again.

She turned around, walked through the living room, and then, lightly unlocked the door.

Song Yecheng is only twenty years old now, and he was admitted to the best university in the imperial capital, which is the time of spring breeze.

"Quiet ......"

Song Yecheng was wearing a simple white dress and black pants, a thick sweater with a chickenheart collar, short hair, a sunny smile and white and neat teeth.

In her previous life, she liked him like him when she was confused, but whenever he smiled at her like this, she would always lose all her reason and devote herself to it.

And in the end, she hurt herself and the child who was about to be born because of this ghostly obsession.

Jing Wei suddenly gently covered her flat lower abdomen.

There was a churning pain, a heart-rending pain, as if to remind her of that nightmare-like life.

Her child, the severe pain of being killed alive, will never, never be extinguished, forgotten.

"Jingwei, what's wrong with you, aren't you happy? Is it to blame that I didn't come to see you in the first place......"

Song Yecheng carried a few paper bags and put them on the side cabinet in a panic, and was about to help Jingwei's shoulder, but Jingwei dodged lightly.

"Song Yecheng, don't come to me again in the future."

Her voice was very cold, without the slightest temperature, and even Song Yecheng heard obvious disgust and resistance.

He couldn't believe it: "Slightly ......"

"Song Yecheng, go out!"

Holding on to the door quietly, the sound suddenly intensified.

Song Yecheng suddenly laughed at himself, and his face became gloomy: "I didn't believe it, they all said that you have climbed the high branches now, it turns out that it is true......"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Weiwei, you've always liked me, and I like you too......"

Jing Wei suddenly smiled at him sneeringly: "Song Yecheng, did I say I like you?" ”

Song Yecheng choked for a moment, Jingwei was timid and cowardly, how dare she say such a thing.

Jingwei closed the door again, but Song Yecheng sneered and said: "Also, I am a poor bastard, the future is uncertain, but I am a high-ranking cadre from the imperial capital, so you naturally look down on me." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand to push the half-hidden door open, stepped into the room in one step, and took a few steps back in fright, Song Yecheng forced her in and pressed her directly against the wall: "Weiwei, before I go to the imperial capital, you tell me good, wait for me to ......"

Song Yecheng's eyes flashed with a light of Senli, he pinched Jingwei's chin with one hand, and his voice was deep: "Weiwei, such a powerful person is just playing with you, and I, I will always marry you......"

The same is true in the previous life, everyone, Jiang Wan, Ruan Siyu, Tian Xiaofen, Song Yecheng, all of them said that powerful people like Li Shenheng would only play with her and would not pay their hearts for her.