Ji Yi didn't know how long he had been standing, and he didn't know how many people had passed by him, and then went in and out of the "golden splendor".

She didn't know how many calls the taxi she called her phone, and she didn't know when the taxi canceled the order and left the "golden splendor".

All she knew was that by the time she came back to her senses, her face was already wet with tears.

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Due to his health, the abortion operation was postponed to the end of April.

Since mid-April, Beijing has been sunny for half a month.

I don't know if God is sympathetic to the child in Cheng Weiwan's belly, the first night of her operation was full of stars, but the weather became gloomy the next morning.

The time of the operation is 10 o'clock in the morning.

At three o'clock in the morning last night, Cheng Weiwan, who barely fell asleep, woke up before five o'clock in the morning.

She wished it had been a nightmare, but as she stared at the ceiling and quietly reached out and pinched her thigh, the sharp pain told her that the infernal pain she had been experiencing in recent times was real.

I don't know if I've cried too much these days, but Cheng Weiwan couldn't cry a little on the day of the operation.

She lay on the bed like a dead body until her phone alarm rang, then climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom.

As if going through a ritual, she took a shower very seriously, and she had never liked makeup, so she drew a delicate makeup in front of the mirror, and then opened the wardrobe and took out the most expensive and beautiful dress and put it on.

Cheng Weiwan, who had packed up, glanced at the time, seven fifty, ten minutes before Han Zhihui's secretary made an appointment to pick her up.

Since she texted Han Zhihui's secretary that day and said that she had decided to take the child, neither she nor Han Zhihui had contacted anyone again.

Cheng Weiwan stared at the cloudy sky outside the window, clutched his mobile phone tightly, and finally found Han Zhihui's phone and dialed out.

Han Zhihui may not have woken up yet, the phone rang for a long time before it was answered, and his voice from inside was a little sleepy: "Hey? ”

It was just a simple word, which almost didn't make Cheng Weiwan's eyes red, and it took a lot of effort for her to make herself speak: "I...... I had surgery at 10 o'clock this morning. ”

Han Zhihui, do you know the hidden meaning of my words?

I hope that at the last moment, you can be soft-hearted, you can change your mind, and you can leave our children behind......

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Han Zhihui's sudden voice came: "Oh, it's you." ”

It's you...... What an irony for three words......

It was only a long time before he heard her voice and reacted for so long before he realized that she was the caller......

The blood on Cheng Weiwan's face faded in an instant, and she held the fingertips of her mobile phone and trembled uncontrollably.

If she hadn't called him, he would probably not have remembered that today was the day she had surgery, right? Or is he afraid that he has forgotten about her, right?

It turned out that for him, the story of him and her was already in the past, and she was the only one who remained in their story stupidly, thinking that it had not yet been completely over......