She continued to shake her head, "Ye Zhichen, you let me go, it can be regarded as letting yourself go, you are like this in front of me now, haven't you lived a good life without me for four years?" ”

Good?

Ye Zhichen looked at her and kept looking into her eyes, "What do you think I'm doing well?" Do you close your eyes countless times a day and remember the news that the doctor announced your death, or do they bury you without even letting me see you for the last time?"

He jerked up his voice, "The fact that I killed you and the child with my own hands?" ”

He slowly bent down, and the hair that had been neatly combed behind his head was hanging down on the door of his head.

Covering his eyes, his voice was even more choked, "My child, before he even knew about his existence, was killed by me, Shu'er, do you know how I feel?" ”

His woman, before she had time to marry her, was already gone, and his child, before they could be welcomed by them, also died on the operating table.

The unforgettable pain, as if the sky suddenly fell, who knows?

Lan Xianshu turned her face away and didn't look at him.

She knew, how could she not know, when she woke up on the operating table, when her limbs were fixed on the operating table, when she looked at the busy white figures around her, how could she not be heartbroken, her most respected father, her boyfriend she could rely on, the double betrayal, like directly ripping off two pieces of flesh directly on her heart, and she almost forgot the struggle.

The cold anesthetic was injected into her body little by little, and she just kept her eyes open, little by little despair.

Father, he, mother, brother, they were all gone, not when she needed them most.

It's like a kind of irony, great irony.

At that time, she really understood, she was really abandoned.

Yes, if the child has decided to abandon it, how can he get it back?

In this world, no one is more stupid than her, and she is still stupidly looking forward to those impossible futures, what God will open another window, her window was blocked as early as the moment she was abandoned.

The sound of his whimpering beside her was like a wail, and the scenes of the past passed through her mind like a movie from the past.

I don't want to stay any longer, I don't want to think about any of the scenes that I used to have.

Fingers trembled as she opened the car door, and the scenes from four years ago played out over and over again in her mind like a movie.

The indifference of his parents, the ridicule of Hai Ruoxi, and his ruthlessness.

She didn't blame anyone, but that time she really hated.

Abandoned in the country, she won't hate anything, but bring her back just for an eye.

Such feelings are not too cheap. No, or maybe in their eyes, she's really just a tool, an existence that can be used so it's a temporary pastime.

With her feet on the ground, as if she had lost all her strength, she staggered and fell directly onto the low steps by the side of the road.

Ye Zhichen raised his face and looked at her trembling back, "Shu'er."

His words made her so flustered.

Sitting on the ground, she struggled to hold the ground with her hands, staggered to her feet, and began to walk forward crookedly in her heels of about three centimeters.