The next day, the warm morning sunshine was like a clear stream that could wash away all the dross in the world, slowly flowing through the white gauze curtain beside the spotless bedside.

On the hospital bed, Cheng Jiangshui's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the brightness outside her eyes made her feel like she was in a glass-like world for a while, and her body was light and fluttering, as if she could fly up at any time.

She tried to focus her gaze, so that the vague figures slowly overlapped, but her mind was still fluctuating in a trance.

"Sister, sister, you finally woke up, sister......"

Well, this voice must be Cheng Jianghai's, and only his voice is like a broken gong, croaking to death.

"My river, you're scared to death Dad."

Well, this old-fashioned person must be his father, who has been weak and weak all year round, and he is a little lacking in qi even when he speaks, which is easy to recognize.

"River water, river water...... I...... I ......"

Well, who is this?

Why does it hurt so much to hear this voice?

I don't want to hear it, but I'm afraid I won't hear it.

Bursts of tingling, bursts of sourness, and bursts of resentment made Cheng Jiangshui completely sober up leisurely: "Dad, Jiang Hai ......"

Waiting for a clear vision, Cheng Jiangshui slowly scanned the surroundings, but when she saw He Yi'an's tearful and ashamed face, she turned her head in pain.

Then, she suddenly thought of something, and struggled to touch her lower abdomen with trembling hands.

The palm of the hand stopped, and time froze.

It was as if she had been suddenly hollowed out, empty of nothing.

Cheng Jiangshui sensed that the child who was supposed to exist had left her. At this moment, the pain from my mother pierced my heart like a cone, the blood was unbearable, and the tears of grief were gushing like a spring, and I was crying without a god.

Cheng Jia'an on the side of the side of the matter of course knew where his daughter's bitterness came from, the unconcealable sourness climbed into his heart, a mouthful of old blood was condensed in the abdominal cavity, which was unspeakably miserable, at this time he held on to his spirit, and did not forget to comfort his sad daughter: "Don't be sad!" Jiang Shui, the child is gone, and I can ask for it again in the future! ”

Cheng Jianghai, whose eyes were red and swollen, took a step forward and said distressedly: "Yes, sister, don't think so much about it first, take care of your body first!" ”

"Yes, Jiang Shui...... You! ”

He Yi'an also stepped forward to comfort him tremblingly, but Cheng Jiangshui didn't even look at him. His heart trembled, and an extremely terrible premonition struck, and his body suddenly trembled a little.

Cheng Jiangshui turned his head sadly, looked at the white-haired Cheng Jia'an sadly, but there was a kind of ruinous stubbornness in his weak tone: "Dad, I have never dared to be the master of myself in my life, I want to be the master of myself once, is it okay?" Just once! ”

Cheng Jia'an's face was solemn, although he didn't know what his daughter was, but her decision as a father would not interfere. He stretched out his hand and patted the back of Cheng Jiangshui's cold hand tremblingly, and said, "Child, don't say stupid things, whatever you want to say, Dad will listen to you, Dad will listen to you!" ”

After receiving his father's affirmative answer, Cheng Jiangshui slowly turned his head to He Yi'an, his devastated and hazy eyes were full of complicated feelings, with attachment, warmth, resentment, and an extremely firm determination.

"Yi'an!" The voice is weak, but it is like the swan song of the Nine Heavens Spirit.

He Yi'an hurried up and looked at Cheng Jiangshui with a look of hope: "Jiangshui, I, I'm here!" You ......"

Cheng Jiangshui said softly: "Yi'an, let's get a divorce......

The soft words were like a heavy hammer falling from the sky, smashing into the hearts fiercely, and everyone's breathing was like a knife slashing their necks, and the flowing air also came to an abrupt halt.

"Jiang Shui!"

"Sister!"

The father and son of the Cheng family were shocked and stood in place for a while.

He Yi'an on the other side couldn't believe his ears, his skull seemed to suddenly burst, buzzing, and said stupidly: "What do you say Jiang Shui, you ......"

Cheng Jiangshui's face is still so calm, and his voice is still so soft, it seems to be more like a short murmur in his parents, but with a sonorous voice that will never return.

"Let's get a divorce, our fate has ended......"

"Poof".

He Yi'an knelt directly beside the bed, the disguise that was forcibly propped up, and the uneasy heart was shattered so far.

The premonition became reality, and fear and remorse were like the two ends of scissors, splitting the internal organs into pieces.

He tearfully took Cheng Jiangshui's hand and prayed mournfully: "Jiang Shui, Jiang Shui, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is sorry for you, you forgive me, I really know it's wrong, you forgive me once, I beg you......"

"Yi'an, it's your ......"

Even if he is old and confused, Cheng Jia'an now understands that the root cause of his daughter's grief is the righteous son who was raised by himself and gave selfless love.

Cheng Jianghai, who was about to move on the other side, suddenly puffed up the green tendons on his forehead, bared his teeth, and glared at his eyes viciously: "He Yi'an, it's really something you did!" ”

He Yi'an didn't care about explaining anything at all, the remorse in his heart was like a tide, and there was only indifferent Cheng Jiangshui in his sad eyes.

He is like a prisoner sentenced to death, and finally begging the judge of fate: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I really know ...... wrong"

"Yi'an!"

Cheng Jiangshui's cold voice sounded again, as if from another space: "There is no right or wrong in this world, only your own choice." Cheng Jiangshui can endure any hardship and any crime. But the only thing I can't tolerate is your cheating, your betrayal! ”

"What?"

Cheng's father and son's eyes widened in horror, no matter how they guessed, they couldn't guess that Cheng Jiangshui's self-abuse would be these two words.

Derailment! Derailment!

This kind of thing happened to the two of them who were childhood sweethearts and had a deep friendship, not to mention that He Yi'an was still a child who walked out of this family.

If this is not a fantasy, then what is!

He Yi'an, He Yi'an, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?

With a "snap", the remorseful He Yi'an slapped himself fiercely, and begged bitterly: "Jiang Shui, I'm sorry for you, but I can't live without you......"

For He Yi'an's self-practice, it is also a disguised recognition.

Even though there is a severe pain in the bottom of his heart, Cheng Jiangshui is still light and light on the surface. She shook her head lightly and ignored it, even without Zheng Ke's appearance, the cold husband and wife relationship over the years, in the face of He Yi'an, who is forever depressed and decadent, all kinds of persuasion are useless, making her always in sorrow and sorrow difficult to extricate herself.

He Yi'an's derailment and the passing of the child in her womb made her completely disheartened, as she said: Any sin can be suffered, but the only thing that cannot be tolerated is betrayal.

What is the use of the betrayer's remorse?