The little guy's crying voice is very small, almost annihilated in this dark space. Most importantly, when the little guy says this, he doesn't have a trace of complaining emotion.
Just the self talk of a helpless child.
Even if he had never met his mother, he was full of nostalgia for the existence that gave birth to him.
Maybe the little guy also knows that he is not accepted by his mother. He hasn't been born in this world yet, but the other party can't wait to kill him.
The little boy's back trembled and buried his furry head deep in his knees. His voice was very small.
He knew that he was ashamed of his mother and came from a relationship that was not recognized by others, but he felt he wanted to be a good child.
Can't cry, let alone disturb my mother
Zhu Xinrui's heart seemed to be gripped by his cry, and his viscera were stirred together.
She also sat opposite the child.
The child opened his big eyes, his eyes were as red as a little rabbit, and his little face was full of wrinkled tears, but he still bit his mouth and looked at Zhu Xinrui carefully.
Zhu Xinrui looked at his cautious appearance, and her heart was like a knife.
She is the child's mother. She should have protected him from the wind and rain when he was young, not because Ji Yan wanted to completely erase the child from the world.
At this time, Zhu Xinrui realized that compared with the sense of shame brought by Ji Yan, the child was an independent individual.
It is a living life. He will have a small hairy head, a small fleshy arm, and even an innate attachment to his mother.
I wish Xinrui began to struggle.
She wanted to follow her instinct to hug the child, kiss his tender little face, comfort him softly and tell him, "mom is here..."
However, another thought in her mind will come out from time to time to interfere with her, so that she can't come forward and do all this.
This is her and Ji Yan's child. If she really wants to leave this child, she can't get rid of Ji Yan's mark in her future life.
She wants to start a new life without Ji Yan.
Two completely different thoughts repel each other in her mind, which makes Zhu Xinrui's head like a tearing pain. At the same time, her chest is like a huge stone, which makes her almost out of breath.
Zhu Xinrui covers her head. She has a splitting headache and extreme lack of oxygen. She is almost out of breath. The whole person is bent down by a great pain.
But when she was suffering from the dazzling pain, her hand couldn't help reaching out to the little boy
Seeing that her fingers were about to touch the little boy's short stubble, the little guy's young figure suddenly collapsed into countless light spots without warning.
Zhu Xinrui widened her eyes and tried in vain to catch the scattered light. However, in the twinkling of an eye, all the scattered light spots disappeared.
Everything around us returned to darkness and nothingness, as if the living little guy had never existed.
Zhu Xinrui suddenly opened her eyes. She breathed hurriedly, just like a dehydrated deep-sea fish. Her pupils were lax, and her whole body could not stop shaking.
The doctor over there didn't notice that she had woken up. She was taking off her gloves and ordering the nurse with the surgical instrument tray next to her.
"The patient has an allergic reaction to anesthetics and has already had spasms. You go to apply to the director and postpone the operation first..."
After the doctor said, he was a little confused: "I've lived a long time. It's the first time I've seen such a big reaction to anesthetics..."
The nurse nodded and went out with something.
Wish Xinrui open her eyes.
After a long time, the fragmentary sounds of the outside world came to her ears. The cold sweat flowed down her forehead to the corner of her forehead. She closed her eyes, her strength recovered a little, and her consciousness became clear.
After Qingming got up, she subconsciously struggled: "I..."
The doctor over there heard her voice, turned around and saw her look extremely fierce. It seemed that she was struggling to get up
However, because the strength of the anesthetic has not been completely over, most of her body still can't move enough. Therefore, the doctor can only see that she bites her teeth hard and her whole body is exerting her strength in vain.
The doctor was startled, turned around and began to comfort her: "what's the matter? Don't worry. The anesthetic hasn't been used yet."
Zhu Xinrui didn't wear gloves when she saw the doctor. She looked empty handed. She only said that he had finished the operation. She suddenly turned gray and her lips trembled.
As soon as the doctor saw her decadent face, her complexion also changed. He hurriedly asked the nurse to come over: "measure the signs for the patient to see if it is still severe anesthetic rejection."
The nurse hurried up, but all the tests were finished. After the allergic rejection passed, everything else was normal
The doctor was bored again. He looked at Zhu Xinrui's pale face and muttered, "should he be frightened by the operation? What about the family? Are the family members still waiting outside? Call the family members in and comfort them... "
Qiao Ansheng learned about the situation outside through the nurse. She thanked the nurse and hurried in. As soon as she came in, she saw Zhu Xinrui lying in the hospital bed.
Lying there with a loveless face.
As soon as she saw Zhu Xinrui's face, her heart clicked, came over quickly and took her hand: "Xinrui?"
Zhu Xinrui stared straight at the top. She didn't hear Qiao Ansheng's voice at all. She was in a trance and only thought that she had had an operation.
It seems that the little guy's figure appears again. He is small, poor and lonely, curled up on the ground, and his thin shoulders are constantly shaking.
So alone, crying in the boundless darkness.
She couldn't keep the child in the end.
Zhu Xinrui met Ji Yan's wall and bumped into it. No one died, but the innocent child died for her
A pure sadness evaporated in the blood vessels. Zhu Xinrui first dried her throat, and then felt that her eyes were very hot, and even her breath had a hot and sour smell.
She was filled with pain and remorse, which even exceeded her determination to come to the operation at the beginning, if she hadn't been under anesthesia now.
She wanted to sit up and cry.
Just now, she strangled her child because of a smelly man.