After finishing speaking, Gu Yingqing didn't notice that the driver looked at Cheng Yuesheng from the rearview mirror and asked him what he meant.

The latter was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The place Gu Yingqing said was already close to the outskirts of the western suburbs, and when I arrived from the city center by car, it was already dark.

This is an old villa area, developed when the western suburbs were just developed, for more than many years, whether it is the location or the old style, compared with the new high-end luxury villa area, it no longer has any advantage.

And the people who bought villas here in those years either sold their houses or made a fortune to live in bigger villas.

The place is becoming desolate.

Only the welcome fountain of the outdated villa area can be seen, and the mottled walls of some old villas can be seen through the fence.

Gu Yingqing looked out of the car, a few years have passed, the surrounding scene is familiar and unfamiliar, the road has become wider, and there seem to be more people than before.

At this point in time, the city center was prosperous, except for the main road, there were few people to be seen.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and Gu Yingqing looked at the entrance of the villa through the car window, and the fountain was some kind of statue of a pseudo-mythological figure.

She muttered to herself, "The fingers that this statue sticks to her waist have been severed five years ago."

Cheng Yuesheng looked over according to the position she said, and the tail finger of the hand was vaguely visible in the dim light, and there was an obvious broken mark.

He rolled his throat hard, but without making a sound, he gave the driver a look, and the latter got out of the car with a cigarette, closed the door gently, and went off to smoke.

Gu Yingqing was very focused and didn't notice any other movements.

She thought that five years ago, after years of wind and sun, the statue had become dilapidated.

"I remember once when I came back from a prenatal checkup, I noticed that a large piece of plaster had also fallen off the skirt behind the statue," Gu Yingqing said to herself, in the tone of reminiscence when she explained it in a low voice, "There is a crooked-necked tree behind the security booth, but the trunk grows very thick, and after entering, there is a large piece of magnolia, which is very beautiful when it blooms in spring......

"I'm pretty sure I've lived here for a few months, otherwise why would I know this?" She turned her head to look at Cheng Yuesheng, her voice soft.

It seems that the quarrel two days ago did not exist, Gu Yingqing just wanted Cheng Yuesheng to nod and make him agree with her statement.

Cheng Yue was injured behind his back, leaned forward slightly, and palmed the driver's seat back in front of him with one hand.

He didn't say a word, staring at Gu Yingqing firmly.

The expression on her face was complicated, and there was an indescribable indescribable vagueness in her eyes, like a brittle piece of glass that would fall apart when touched.

Between light and darkness, Cheng Yuesheng's silhouette is deeper, and his eyes are heavier.

Gu Yingqing was suddenly stunned, and it seemed that she had only come to her senses now, realizing that the person sitting next to her was Cheng Yuesheng, the person she liked, and it was not suitable to say in front of him how she was forced to give birth to another man's child.

Sometimes, she would wonder if Cheng Yuesheng would mind that she was drugged and spent that night with Zhao Nanchuan and gave birth to a child.

She felt dirty, dark and filthy.

These thoughts came to mind, and Gu Yingqing's eyes flashed with panic and self-loathing, and he hurriedly turned his head and looked outside again.

She moved in at the end of October.

The house was very inside, and her bedroom was facing the sun, but she didn't open the curtains much, so she had the impression that the light in her room was always very cold, and every day she stayed inside, it was as if people were moldy and damp.

At that time, it was past the early stage of pregnancy, she rarely vomited, and for a few days, she found that the pregnancy was gradually disappearing, she checked it on the Internet, and some people said it was normal, and some people said that it would stop the fetus.

Gu Yingqing very much hopes that it is the latter possibility.

But it didn't take long for the next prenatal check-up, what to do, and the test showed that the child couldn't be healthier.

Her heart was like ashes.

After that, every time she looked at her growing belly, she felt more disgusted.

The frequent fetal movements made her very uncomfortable, and the thing either kicked her ribs or squeezed her internal organs, and no day was comfortable, and no day was better

Target.

She was in a daze every day, she couldn't feel the passage of time, she was either lying in bed, painting, or trying to create the illusion that she was busy with work for Jin Yuyin and her grandparents.

After that, she went to do a four-dimensional deformity, but the thing didn't cooperate, and she wasted nearly a day in the hospital, and after a few times, the instrument successfully detected that it turned over.

The doctor gave her a four-dimensional photo of the child, and she didn't want to look at it at all, so she tore it up and threw it in the trash.

In the third trimester of pregnancy, she could no longer sit and paint for a long time, tossing and turning at night, and there was no comfortable sleeping position.

She was stuffed with supplements by the aunt who took care of her every day, and forcibly dragged to bask in the sun, and the man did his best, staring at her anytime and anywhere, reminding her all the time that she had to think about her grandparents, as if she would die if she couldn't figure it out.

There are so many details, she has never recalled them so carefully in these years, she thought that her memory had long been blurred, and she deliberately did not recall, not forgetting.

In fact, she knows what kind of examinations are done in the prenatal examination, knows what furnishings are at the corner of the stairs where she lives, and even remembers the shape of the belly in the mirror in the third trimester, which is round and not very big, and the skin is a little shiny, like a leather ball, which makes people feel deformed and disgusting for no reason.

When I think about it, it feels like it was just yesterday.

She didn't speak for a long time, her eyes were empty, and the look on her face made people feel that the memories she had fallen into at the moment were unbearable, unbearable, and not worth recalling.

Gu Yingqing couldn't help but say out loud, "They said that the child was not mine, how could it be? My amniotic water broke before the due date, and it took a long time for the pain to be painless, and I still remember that on the way to the hospital that day, the magnolia bloomed, and it should be the last flowering period." ap.

She kept wringing her fingers and muttering, "It's March 28th......

The child cried very loudly, and she lay on the delivery bed, feeling both pain and disgust, and longing to see what it looked like, but he was immediately carried away.

I heard the doctor say, "It's a boy."

Gu Yingqing took a deep breath and said, "When the paternity test comes out, everything will be revealed, and Xu Anrong hasn't said where the paternity test in her hand came from."

She paused for a moment, suddenly remembered something, looked at Cheng Yuesheng, pursed her lower lip, lowered her eyes and said, "By the way, can you help me do another separate appraisal?" I'm afraid someone will get in the way. Since Xu Anrong will get a false report, if it is not directly faked in black and white, it is worth paying someone to buy the appraisal ......

"No need." Cheng Yuesheng interrupted her.

Gu Yingqing was slightly stunned, and then puzzled: "Huh?"

"I said no." Cheng Yuesheng looked her in the eye, "You don't need to wait for the appraisal, and you don't need to make another one."

His voice was so deep that it unsettled her.

The answer was already coming out, and Gu Yingqing was at a loss: "Why?"

Cheng Yuesheng didn't hesitate, and said in an almost cruel tone, "Because Zhao Xinghuai is not your son."