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At that time, my first reaction was not to question or expose him in person, but to close the computer as quickly as possible.

When he stood up in a panic, he accidentally slammed his stomach on the corner of the table.

A heart-wrenching pain hit me so much that I could barely breathe.

I held back and walked briskly out of his study.

As soon as he walked to the sofa in the living room, before he could sit down, he saw the door open, and he walked in with a dull face.

I wanted to say hello to him, but the pain in my lower abdomen was so severe that I almost didn't have the strength to speak.

Seeing me approaching the sofa with a weak face, he immediately walked over nervously and asked with a concerned face, "Chuchu, what's wrong?" What's uncomfortable? ”

I gritted my teeth and shook my head.

He put down the bag in his hand, looked at me, and then at my stomach covered with both hands, "Is it a stomachache?" ”

I nodded weakly.

I really felt like my strength was drained all of a sudden, and my whole person became soft. The head was dizzy, and the abdomen was tingling.

Oh my God, I just accidentally hit a corner of the table, how could there be such a big reaction?

Seeing that my expression was really painful, he squeezed my hand tightly, "Chuchu, I'll take you to the hospital to have a look!" ”

In normal times, I wouldn't take such a small bump in my eyes, and I wasn't so delicate.

But now it's different, I still have a little life in my belly!

I nodded vigorously, but I was so weak that I didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He picked me up and hurried to the hospital.

On examination, there was a small amount of bleeding, and the doctor said that there was probably a risk of slippery tires.

When I heard this, I was stunned.

Tears immediately crackled and fell.

He kept comforting me, saying that the doctor only said it was possible, not certain.

I looked blankly at his sincere worry, and my heart ached.

He thought I didn't know anything.

Hehe, in fact, I understand everything.

But why?

Am I still glad that he really cares about me?

If it weren't for my own personal experience, I really would never have imagined that loving someone could be so humble.

After that, I spent three days in the hospital to keep the baby on guard.

Watching him go in and out every day, taking care of me diligently, I have mixed feelings in my heart. Maybe that's how he felt when he saw my face. When it comes to love, I feel awkward and want to hate, but I can't hate it at all.

On the fourth day, I was hoping that the situation would get better and I could be discharged home. Who knew that early that morning, my stomach hurt violently again.

The next day, my child, who was not yet three months pregnant, left me.

I cried heartbreakingly.

I hated that woman for a while, and I felt that it was all Xiao Jue's fault for a while.

But hate comes and goes, and in the end, the person I hate the most is myself!

Why? Obviously so close to happiness, but I just missed it out without fighting for luck?

In the hospital, that feeling is not yet noticeable. But as soon as I returned to the home where I lived before, and saw some of the baby's small shoes and quilts that I had prepared with great interest, my heart throbbed violently one after another.

During that time, I had insomnia all night long. When I finally fall asleep for a while, I will be awakened by the same nightmare.

There is always a vague figure in my dreams, and then I cry out and ask me why I am so ruthless, why he was so reincarnated in this world, why I abandoned him so ruthlessly.

I cried and shouted, saying I didn't mean to.

The figure suddenly turned into a pool of blood, and my hands were covered in blood.

Every time I woke up, my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my body, and my pillow was soaked with night sweats.

The extreme trance of my mind made me gradually become less talkative and did not want to speak. From time to time, he just stared at the window in a daze.

I didn't dare to think about Xiao Jue, and when I thought of him, I only felt more sad.

I know that no matter how sad I am, I can come out eventually, all I need is time.

But more than half a year later, the nightmare still haunts. Even on a good occasion, I could hear the cry of a child in my ears.

Xiao Jue took me out for a trip or to see a professional psychiatrist several times, but I always felt that he did it entirely because I had the exact same face as that woman, and I fell into silence again.

In order to free me from my grief, he even called my darling back. But again, with little success.

After my darling stayed with me for several months, I had to leave because I still had studies there.

Before leaving, she kept telling me not to think too much, and to wait for her to come back.

More than a month after she left, my memory began to have large blanks, and then there were always some inexplicable bruises on my body.

I was afraid that Xiao Jue would find out, so I tried to cover it with my clothes and pants.

I couldn't cover it up, so I locked myself in my room and waited until he went out.

But after a long time, Xiao Jue finally discovered my secret.

He began to persuade me to see a psychiatrist. Then I installed several monitors in my house to see how I hurt myself.

Strangely, I haven't had any more injuries since then.

I also followed him to the doctor several times. They kept asking me about some of the most uncomfortable things I had ever done, and every time I cried, I became more depressed when I came back.

But even though I knew I was depressed, I didn't have the courage to talk about my illness in front of him, and more often than not, I would desperately try to cover up my illness and pretend to be very cheerful and talk a lot in front of him. As soon as he went out, I immediately smashed the pillow or furniture as if I were a different person, and then I hid in a dark corner by myself until he came back.

I knew that if I continued like this, I would be rejected by him sooner or later. But I just couldn't control my negative emotions. Sometimes when I eat a good meal, I will have tears in my eyes, and then I will start to cry. Crying and vomiting again.

But even so, I'm still comforting myself in my heart, it's not the worst yet, at least Xiaojue is still by my side, isn't it?

That day, I don't know what happened, my head was groggy, and my whole body seemed to be stepping on cotton, and when I came back to my senses, I felt a pair of big hands pull me over and knock off the thing in my other hand.

I looked at Xiao Jue, who was panting in front of me, in amazement, and then looked at the fruit knife on the ground, which was still stained with blood.

The next day, he said he was going to take me to a psychiatrist, as he had done the previous times. I don't know if I'm too sensitive, but I always feel that he was extra gentle with me that day.

Especially the way he looked at me, I suddenly felt that he was looking at me, not the woman my face represented.

I followed him to a hospital in the suburbs. After the doctor gave me a general look, he said that he would take me to visit some of their "patients" who are similar to me, and learn some experience in treatment.

And Xiao Jue suddenly received a phone call, saying that he wanted to talk to someone on the phone about a tricky matter at work.

I looked at him in a daze, he held the microphone, looked at me with a smile and said that he was waiting for me there, let me go with peace of mind.

I was inexplicably a little apprehensive in my heart, but when I saw his smile, I felt that I was really worried.

As soon as I left the building, as soon as I entered the corner of the stairs of another building, several nurses suddenly rushed out to surround me, and without saying a word, they twisted me to the inpatient department with overwhelming force.

I was taken to a room that didn't even have a window, and when the door closed, I felt like I had been abandoned at the end of the world.

I slammed the door hard, and after a while, a tall nurse opened the door and handed me a blue gown.

I took it in a daze, threw it to the side, and tried to run, but the nurse pulled me back like a chicken, and locked me in again with my clothes and people.

I squatted stupidly in front of the hospital bed, barely a minute, and accepted the fact that I couldn't get out of here anytime soon.

However, even if I spend my whole life, I can't accept that Xiao Jue will throw me here, or in such a deceitful and cruel way.