The dark night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars. The faint yellow light from the courtyard peeked into the room, cold without a trace of temperature.

Mu Zhiyao sat curled up by the floor-to-ceiling window, leaning on it sideways, his eyes were hollow, like a lake in winter, cold without a trace of waves.

The light shone on the curtain beside her, pulling down the long shadow, and enveloping her whole body inside, like a desperate beast, the surroundings were silent, but a desperate wail was faintly heard.

Mu Zhiyao's dark eyes rolled slightly, his gaze swept over the furnishings in the room, and he pulled the corners of his lower lip slightly.

The luxurious gilt mahogany wardrobe occupies an entire wall, and the luxurious crystal chandelier is a little dazzling, illuminating the whole room brightly, so that she has nowhere to hide.

Mu Zhiyao looked at her pale face in the mirror, her eyes were not bright, yesterday, she was still dependent on her son in a small house of about a dozen bungalows, but today she lives in a luxury villa.

But one night turned her life upside down.

She would rather live with her son than struggle with her powerlessness here.

The sound of "bang" pulled back Mu Zhiyao's thoughts, and because of this sound, her heart trembled suddenly, her whole body tensed, with a little fear in her eyes, her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and her fingertips were slightly white.

Soon, a tall figure appeared in front of her.

The familiar face and familiar voice made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her whole body was cold.

"Long time no see." The man's mocking voice made her body move, but she took a few steps back.

"Now that you're here, you know what you need to do, why, do you want me to serve you?"

The man's cold voice was a little cold in it.

"Still pretending to be a chaste martyr?"

Mu Zhiyao's eyes were full of sadness, he hugged his legs tightly, buried his head in his knees, like a newborn child, not knowing how to cope with everything in front of him.

This man, Lu Qingwu, was her first love, and she met him, knew him, fell in love, and fell in love with him in the best of times.

I thought that they would live happily like this for the rest of their lives, but they didn't expect that they didn't stay together.

Because of an accident, the two fell apart.

Lu Qingwu looked at Mu Zhiyao in front of her, a trace of hatred crossed her eyes, knowing that she was deliberately posing this posture, but her heart still ached.

You've already seen her true colors, haven't you?

With a wry smile, he forcibly suppressed the astringency in his heart, reached out and grabbed Mu Zhiyao's arm, and in the next second, Mu Zhiyao's whole person threw himself into his arms.

"Why, I didn't expect to meet me again in bed after five years? When it comes to the end, still pretending to be innocent? The man's cold words made the tears in Mu Zhiyao's eyes fall in big drops.

"Ah Yao, baby, did you never think that you could still see me?"

The title of the two when they were in love was called out in this scene, which was ironic.

Mu Zhiyao struggled hard, waving her arms, trying to break free of Lu Qingwu's shackles, her eyes were full of pain, she bit her lip, and tried to keep herself calm with pain, suppressing the throbbing pain in her heart.

Mu Zhiyao paused suddenly, her eyes were a little empty, and the strength of the struggle in her hands was much weaker, she slowly put her tongue under her teeth, the struggle was too laborious, and she had to raise her hand and exert her strength, it felt like the crucifixion of Jesus, and the pain in her tongue made her wake up instantly: No, I can't die, my poor son is still waiting for me.

"Qingwu...... Will you let me go first...... I—I have something to tell you. ”

"What's the point, aren't you here to do it for me?" Lu Qingwu evoked a contemptuous smile and said in a light tone.

No!

Mu Zhiyao's eyes widened violently, and one hand covered her mouth, also covering her helplessness, her whimpering, her despair.

I lost my voice all of a sudden, as if I had lost interest in everything, and I used to think about it.

She wanted to tell him many, many things.

She wanted to tell him that they had a son, but she was incompetent, so she had autism in her mother's womb, but every day when she came home, she would obediently and softly call her mother.

She wanted to tell him that she was not voluntary, that the huge medical bills had left her in debt, and that her stepmother had promised to subsidize her, but in the end, she used this to blackmail her into becoming a surrogate mother.

On the one hand, it was the persecution of the creditor, and on the other hand, it was the coercion and temptation of the stepmother, she was struggling, she didn't want to do anything, but what could she do, she couldn't do anything, she had to agree to the stepmother's conditions.

But what about him? I don't want to hear anything, I don't want to hear anything.

Now, it's like losing all your energy, you don't want to say anything, you don't even want to say it, you don't even know why.

The corners of Lu Qingwu's forehead were bruised, and the unknown emotions in his heart were surging, what he hated the most was the way she looked, as if he had misunderstood her, as if he had committed a great crime, and it was he who hurt her, but it was she who hurt the most, didn't she!

He forcibly suppressed the wavering in his heart, and said with his teeth knocking his teeth: "Who is this expression for, why, so quickly you forgot how you pasted it up and kissed me, and said that you loved me one after another?" ”

So much so that his love was dead and wounded!

Like a wounded beast, with a sense of hatred that had died together, he buried his head in her neck and gnawed at her, acting violently and violently.

"Qingwu ......" Mu Zhiyao only felt a heart-rending pain in her heart, and the bloody heart dug out was abandoned by others, but how to fill it back completely, she didn't know.

She tilted her head slightly, subconsciously looked at the floor-to-ceiling window, it was dark outside, and she closed her eyes fiercely, and her eyes, which had just been a little loose, became clear again.

She can't die. The son is still so young, a small and soft one, he only knows his mother, she can't be so selfish.

"Shut up." Lu Qingwu was dumbfounded, his eyes were so red that he was almost dripping blood, and the movements of his hands were a little heavier, which made Mu Zhiyao feel pain, "The Mu family didn't teach you the rules?" Can you call my name? ”

“…… There are few roads. Mu Zhiyao swallowed the dryness in his throat, his throat hurt a little, and finally opened his mouth tremblingly and called out.

Lu Qingwu took a deep look at Mu Zhiyao, and the cold light emanating from his eyes made Mu Zhiyao frightened, but he closed his eyes in resignation.

The jerky lingering made her feel only pain.

"Bang!" The sound of the door closing sounded, but Mu Zhiyao didn't open his eyes, and in the dark, Lu Qingwu's words before leaving appeared in his mind.

"If it weren't for Chu Chu's inability to have children, you think I'd touch you?"

"Mu Zhiyao, you make me sick! I look dirty when I look at you! ”

"Mu Zhiyao, you approached me because I was the young master of the Lu family, and you thought that I had a car accident and could not inherit the Lu family, so you ran to find the next family, Mu Zhiyao, why are you so cheap?"

Mu Zhiyao's tears flowed, and the pain in his heart could not be described in words.

She wanted to say, "It's not like that, it's not ......"

But she knew that she wouldn't believe anything Lu Qingwu said, in his eyes, she was just a tool to give birth to a child for her own sister.