Seeing her like this, Su Xingchen knew that something secret must have happened to them.

Lin Rui lowered her head, her expression a little hesitant.

Su Xingchen looked at her like this, and frowned and spoke.

"If you insist on not saying it, I can't save Dongdong's life."

"Are you going to watch him leave?"

Lin Rui closed her eyes, tears sliding down her face.

The room was silent for a while before Lin Rui's voice sounded, a little low, with a little guilt.

"Before I married my current husband, I had a child."

"But that kid ......"

After a pause, Lin Rui took a deep breath, his fingers curled up tightly, and pinched the corners of his clothes, as if he had made up his mind.

"That kid wasn't supposed to come into this world."

Su Xingchen frowned and listened to her narration.

It turned out that when Lin Rui was seventeen years old, she was raped, and she mustered up the courage to call the police.

But this society did not hesitate to push the fault on her.

Although it was not her fault, everyone would only say that the girl was shameless, wore little clothes, seduced each other, and slapped without making a sound, and other vicious words, which were like knives stuck in her and her family's hearts.

Even her relatives and friends began to talk in secret, as if it was all her fault.

As a last resort, she moved with her family and went incognito, wanting to completely forget about it and live again.

But she was pregnant.

This child, the family persuaded her to kill it, and she didn't want it herself, and in the days to come, every time she saw this child, she would remember this terrible memory.

Therefore, when the child was more than two months old, she chose to beat the child.

Later, she started college, worked, married her current husband, had children, and lived her life step by step.

Gradually, that memory was pressed into the deepest part of her heart.

After listening to this, Su Xingchen's mood was a little complicated.

She can fully understand Lin Rui's mood when she beat the child, after all, it is not a good memory, let alone the crystallization of love, but the pain that has been entangled for a lifetime.

The saddest thing should be that I called the police but was not encouraged, but was forced to hide by my surroundings.

Su Xingchen stretched out his hand and patted her on the back, probably understanding the ins and outs of this matter, but he felt a little difficult in his heart.

If you want the ghost to be expelled willingly, it must be in the case of being probationed, but how can Lin Rui feel guilty about such a child? I'm afraid it's only hate, right?

Su Xingchen's brows turned into a small hill, and with a sigh, he saw Lin Rui looking up at Dongdong on the bed, crying a little breathlessly, and he was indeed resentful in his heart.

"Now, why is it coming to torture my son? Why? ”

Lin Rui was a little unable to stand, and Su Xingchen hurriedly supported her.

She reached out and covered her chest, and cried with her eyes closed, which made people feel sad when they looked at it.

Su Xingchen helped her sit down, patted her on the back, and waited for her emotions to slowly settle down before speaking: "I understand your feelings, and I also know that you should also hate that child." ”

Lin Rui looked up at Su Xingchen, her eyes were hazy with tears, as if she was covered with a layer of clouds on the river.

"Is it that if I hate it, something will happen to me?"

Su Xingchen lowered his eyes, his expression was complicated, and he nodded.