"I'll just ask you three words, did Nangong Jing choose you? Did you mean that he did everything he could to get me pregnant? Shouldn't you have your share of responsibility? ”

Jian Junxi felt bone-crushing pain everywhere in his body.

It felt like someone was going to tear off the layers of armor she had draped over and throw her into a hell that was nothing but darkness and coldness.

In the end, only bloody wounds remained, and they died of pain.

Every sentence of her extreme sanity was tingled, and the two of them were stabbed in the heart, and they couldn't even say half a word of rebuttal.

Listening to Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui's cries, she was afraid that she would be soft-hearted, so she didn't even dare to raise her head, and choked up: "Dad, Mom, although you are not my biological parents.

But in my heart, you are closer than your own parents, and the person who loves me the most in the world is you, and I can only rest assured if I hand him over to you.

I know that I have taken the wrong path, but I really can't turn back, no matter what kind of retribution God gives me, I will admit it.

But you, and my children, you are all right, especially my child, I am sorry for him.

If he was destined to be abandoned by all his relatives as soon as he was born, then I, I would rather he had never been in this world!

As long as I still have a breath, I will never let him go the way I have walked, and the bowl in front of me is the abortion pill

Today, I don't force you, if you don't want to take care of him, then I ...... Just send him away! ”

"Don't ......" and "Xue'er ......" After hearing this, their faces changed greatly, and they jumped up directly from the sofa, ready to grab the bowl in front of her.

Jian Junxi took the first step and put the medicine bowl to her lips, and the haze at the bottom of her eyes finally turned into tears and rolled down her beautiful eyes.

It's no longer transparent, it's blue.

Blue tears, also known as the tears of the ocean, are also tears of grief and despair, tears of love, hatred, reluctance, unwillingness, and heartache to a certain extent.

"Xue'er......" Yang Hui mentioned his throat in one breath.

As soon as she wanted to say something, she saw the blue tears on her face and was stunned.

"Woooooooooo......oo I promise...... I said yes...... You don't want that...... Hmmmm......" Lin Yiyi cried hysterically.

All eyes were on that bowl, for fear that she would swallow the bowl of medicine, and that voice, like the most desperate note, was sad, and the voice made people despair.

Only then did Yang Hui react, snatched the bowl of medicine from her lips, and threw it into the trash can along with the bowl.

Turned around and helped her up on the ground, gently holding her in her arms, as if there was a ruthless wind and frost sword in her heart, unscrupulously in Ling Chi, so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Choked up and persuaded: "Xue'er, Mom and Dad can promise you anything, no matter what, you must not give up.

Think about the child, since you have decided not to want his father, then you can no longer leave him, a child without his parents, really pathetic......"

Jian Junxi didn't speak, she was bruised all over the place, tears were in her eyes, and her heart was dripping blood, dripping with blood.

With a tired face, lingering in the wind and rain, the heart is dead, the mind is dead, and a stream of heat overflows from the nostrils......

She pushed Yang Hui away, covered her mouth and nostrils, stood up and said as she walked to the room:

"Today I want to sleep alone, just one day, please give me a little personal space, don't disturb me, thank you!"

(End of chapter)