Chapter 772

The letter wasn't long, but Geoffrey didn't have the strength to read it through.

It seemed that she had pierced all the excuses she had made for herself.

Impossible. How can silence love her?

She reached out and threw all the letters on the ground, stepping on them with her feet, "liar, silence, you are a liar, I won't believe you. You are dead. Why do you want to hurt me! Why, no matter what you say, I won't give you a baby or die! Liar, I won't believe you... "

She vented all her anger on the letter.

Until exhausted all the strength she used, she sat on the carpet feebly, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming out of her fingers.

Clearly silent death, he is to blame, why her heart will suffer?

It's not her fault!

No

Finally, tired of crying, she lay quietly on the floor and looked at the ceiling above her head.

One hand slowly caresses to own belly, slides to the abdomen.

Three months later.

At this time, it is late autumn.

It's getting colder and colder. A gust of wind blows by. Withered branches and leaves flutter in the cold wind and fall onto the car by the side of the road.

Ji Qiaoyan sat in the driving position, holding the steering wheel with both hands.

Wearing a suit, he looks very heroic.

When he turned to look at her, his eyes were bright.

It can be said that the operation was very successful and perfect for him.

After removing the gauze, he successfully recovered to his former state.

After the car stopped, Ji Qiaoyan looked at the building outside the window.

In the hillside of the funeral home, in this bleak autumn wind is particularly cool.

After all, it's a place for the dead to stay. The living feel that it's bad luck, and few people come here at ordinary times.

Although the month is not big, her abdomen looks slightly raised because she is pregnant with twins.

When the car stopped for a long time, she didn't mean to get off the car. Instead, she was staring at something with her mobile phone.

Long hair casually tied in the back of the head, white face without too much expression.

The car was parked on the side of the road for a long time.

Although she looked down at the mobile phone, the picture of the mobile phone did not move.

Jiqiao Xi holding the steering wheel, eyes slightly dim, "if you are not ready, we can go back first, wait for you to think about it again."

Geoffrey just put down his cell phone and looked at him.

"No, it's not a matter of procrastination. There must be someone to end this matter! "

"Then I'll go!"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Jijosh put down his cell phone, rolled up the scarf around his neck, and pushed the door open.

Ji Qiaoyan knew that she was stubborn, so he didn't insist any more. He sat in the car and looked at her.

In the wind, her figure was a little thin, as if she would be blown away at any time.

He pulled the door open and got out.

"Miss, please show me the receipt..."

The staff were wearing masks and had no expression on their faces.

"Oh..."

Gilloche lowered his head and took out the bill that had been crumpled by her.

Since Xie Yinglun handed the list to her, she didn't remember how many times she touched it and picked it up again and again

Sometimes I get up in the middle of the night, put it in my hand and put it down in silence.

It's as if you can pretend silence without taking the urn.