Chapter Seventy-Three: Thoughts of Suicide

Jiajia sat on the side of the road, her clothes hadn't been changed for two days, her face was still swollen, her hair was even more messy, and several parts of her body were also in severe pain. But Jiajia doesn't have the mood and strength to take care of herself again, and more importantly, she is now covered with injuries, in fact, she has just come out of the hospital.

The summer moon is big and round, such a beautiful moon, but it looks extremely heart-wrenching. There was no silence, and the phone with a little battery left lit up again, and a new message was received.

It's still my brother's, and the content is all kinds of unbearable insults.

"It's really a sin, my parents will have a daughter like you in this life, you are not my sister, get out of here." The picture is Li Haotian's red and swollen face. In fact, Jiajia really wanted Li Haotian to come over and take a look, compared to the slap on his face and his own face, it was just an itch at all.

This time, Jiajia did not choose to swallow her anger again, but replied to the message.

"You're here to kidnap me morally. Mom died on the Didi you called, on the way to see your child, because you ran around late at night, and now you throw all the responsibility on me, you are so funny. Let me tell you Li Haotian, you are garbage in your life. If I were my mother, I would regret how I could have a waste son like you in this life. I can't make a penny in my life, and I keep being like a pig, and I can't walk when I see a woman, right? Have you ever raised a child, have you ever raised your own children? Beat your wife, you're such a piece of trash, get out, why don't people like you die. ”

All these years, all the anger seems to have burst into flames. When Jiajia sent these messages, her hands trembled like words, but it was not enough, Jiajia felt that what she said was not enough at all. Compared with what Li Haotian did, his scolding words were simply too gentle, too gentle, and too lethal. He should have been cut by a thousand cuts, and he should not have lived in this world.

"Ahh

In the end, Jiajia couldn't hold it back anymore, and after screaming, she cried bitterly. Why, why did she meet such a family, why, why her only support was gone.

Tears seemed to be unstoppable, flowing wantonly on his face. Xia Xiao didn't know how to sit at all. The flickering white lights on the side of the road seem to have an extra attraction for Allison.

But no, if you hit someone's car, it will cause trouble for others.

Thinking of this, Jiajia staggered and walked towards the bridge tremblingly. Jump down, jump from here, and you can be a hundred, and you don't have to linger in this world anymore.

Thinking of this, Jiajia's steps swayed, but her heart was more determined. I don't know when the rain began to fall in the sky, and below the sky, there is a flowing river. When she was about to approach the last moment of her life, Jiajia's heart suddenly felt relaxed. Jump down, and you're all liberated.

Thinking of this, Jiajia put her hands on the railing and planned to jump down directly. But in the next second, his arm was dragged by another person. Jiajia entered a warm embrace.

"Are you alright?"

Jiajia raised her eyes, and in the heavy rain, a tall and handsome man appeared in front of Jiajia. For Jiajia at this moment, this man is the existence that gave her a second life.

The man held Jiajia in his arms and stretched out a hand to gently pat Jiajia's back to soothe her emotions. In the next second, Jiajia seemed to have her entire strength taken away, and then she fell into a coma.

When she woke up again, Jiajia found herself waking up in a cozy room.

"Are you awake?" Not long after Jiajia woke up, she turned her head and saw the man beside her bed. Unlike the wet hair and black suit before the coma, the man changed into a gray short-sleeved dress at this moment, and his hair was placed casually in front of his forehead, as if he had just finished grooming.

"Come, get up." After seeing Jiajia wake up, the man got up, asked Jiajia for her bed, arranged a comfortable position for her, and then picked up the bowl from the side, intending to feed Jiajia.

"I, I'll do it myself." Jiajia was a little flustered, she had never been treated like this since she was a child, and she was such a handsome man, Jiajia's heart jumped wildly.

"Your hand was bumped, it's a little inconvenient, so I'll do it." The man gave Jiajia a reassuring smile and motioned for her not to think so much. Jiajia saw that the man's attitude was firm, so she didn't say anything, lay quietly on the bed, and then drank the porridge handed over by the man little by little.

It's delicious, there are red dates in it, and there seem to be wolfberries, but it's sweet, Jiajia has been very tired for the past two days, and she has eaten almost nothing. A bowl of porridge went down to my stomach, and I felt a little strength in my body. Seeing that Jiajia has a good appetite, the man's mood seems to be very good. Unconsciously, a bowl of porridge was fed by a man like this.

"Yes, if you can eat." When it was over, the man put away the dishes and chopsticks and continued to ask, "I have prepared some other pastries, they are all easy to digest, but they taste sweet, you should like them?"

"No, no, that's enough." Jiajia was a little embarrassed: "You have helped me a lot." ”

"Help people to the end." The man's smile was gentle, his movements were gentle, and his eyes were full of love and pity when he looked at Jiajia, which made Jiajia's heart slowly shake. It's all so beautiful, it's like in a dream.

After Jiajia finished eating, she rested for a while. When he opened his eyes again, the man was still by his side, and the man introduced himself and said that his name was Song Yu'an.

Jiajia lay in the room prepared for her by Song Yu'an for a day and a night, and she didn't look at her phone. The only person she was able to contact in the past two days was Song Yu'an. Song Yu'an would come to her on time for three meals a day and feed her with his own hands. In the evening, I will come to talk to Jiajia for a while.

Such a time is very short, but it is precisely because of the shortness and warmth that Jiajia is extremely nostalgic and liked. I silently prayed in my heart that it would be nice if this kind of time could be a little longer, a little longer.

"You have a good rest, and after I have taken care of my body, I will think about anything else. Your phone is right next to your bed, and you have someone you connect with to call them directly. ”

When you are cured, you have to leave. is obviously a word of concern, but Jiajia directly over-becomes such a summary. Didn't want to leave, didn't want to at all.

Whether this is reality or a dream, Jiajia hopes that she will not end. But the recovery of the body really gets better little by little with the passage of time. Jiajia's heart began to panic.

On this day, when Song Yu'an went out after feeding, Jiajia looked at the tall building next to her and had an idea in her heart.