Huo Zhi is sitting in front of the garden, basking in the sun and touching her slightly raised abdomen. The baby has been more than four months. She blames herself. As a mother, she fails to love her baby well. From today on, she vows to take good care of her baby and start a new life for her baby.
Xiaolan stealthily wipes her tears. At last, her wife is willing to go out of the room. She has been living in the room for several days without eating or drinking. She is really worried about whether her wife can survive. There are so many things happening recently. Her wife seems to be sunk in a swamp, unable to breathe and survive.
She saw her wife wake up several times by nightmares, tears, mumbling to herself: Dad, I'm sorry, Dad, I hurt you! With a heavy burden on her wife's back, she can't breathe. Xiaolan hates Fang Youran even more. If Fang didn't play tricks on her, how could she be like this.
Xiaolan, out of anger, dials Fang Youran's phone, and regardless of the situation, she scolds Fang Youran. She is a shameless smelly man, a deceiving smelly man, and so on. She takes out the energy of swearing in the countryside, and makes a wild bombardment.
Until she was tired and panting, Fang Youran's voice came from the other end of the phone: "sorry, please tell her I'm sorry, I'm sorry for her!"
Xiaolan has no words all of a sudden. If Fang Youran Sophists and plays tricks for herself, she will play a role in her hometown in the countryside and scold Fang Youran. But with a deep remorse and repentant apology, Xiaolan suddenly has no idea.
Dazed and dazed, she didn't come back to her senses until there was a beep beep beep hanging up from the opposite side. When she raised her eyes, she ran into the wife who leaned aside. Suddenly, Xiaolan was like a child who had done something wrong, stammering and incoherent. It was obvious that the wife had heard everything.
"Madam, I'd like to curse the man named Fang and vent his evil spirit for his wife. If it wasn't for him, how could his wife be what she is today?" Xiaolan is still indignant.
"Xiaolan, if you say something wrong, it's dad who made the mistake first. Because Dad, Fang Youran lost his mother and father one after another and became an orphan. His pain lasted for nearly 20 years, and no one could feel it. Therefore, his hatred was strong and fierce!"
"But, ma'am, he's so mean, how can he use his wife in such a way! He is a real villain! I'm angry, ma'am
"Xiaolan, when is the time to repay each other! At the moment, my mother and I are willing to take care of our baby quietly. It's not necessary for us to take care of our baby peacefully
"Xiaolan, thank you. Thank you for taking care of me these days. Thank you very much!"
His wife is always so kind and polite to people. Xiaolan laments the unfairness of the Lord. The kind lady has suffered too many twists and turns. She really wants to ask the Lord in the ear.
Huo Zhi, who is sitting in a leisure chair and basking in the sun, has gone through the dark swamp at the end of her life. She just wants to live a quiet life and wait for her baby to be born.
A wisp of mischievous wind disturbed the broken hair in front of her forehead. She stretched out her little finger, gently hooked it behind her ear, narrowed her eyes, looked at the red flowers and green grass in front of her eyes, picked off a section of morning glory vine, and wrapped the vine with the little flower on her finger.
After a while, a beautiful grass ring finished, round and neat, pink and purple flowers in the middle of the shaking head, really good-looking.
Hold up in the sun, squint an eye, through the ring to see the distance, everything is smaller, so close but so far, as if in a vacuum, forget many troubles of the world.
"Ma'am, your hands are so dexterous. My stupid hands are as stupid as my feet!" Xiaolan feels beautiful from the bottom of her heart. She has seen many people weave grass rings. Only his wife's grass ring is very beautiful, neat and meticulous.
"Here you are!" Huo Zhi hands Xiaolan's palm and looks at Xiaolan with a childish smile.
"Really, for me?" Xiaolan holds it like a treasure. It looks like a treasure.
"Ma'am, it's so beautiful. If anyone marries his wife in the future, that's his blessing! Madam, I -- "I never speak through Xiaolan's brain. As soon as I speak, I understand that I'm wrong. My wife is obviously abandoned by the young master, but I don't open any pot. It's really time to fight!
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I-I-I said something wrong!" Xiaolan bowed her head, just like a primary school student admitting his mistake in front of the head teacher.
"Xiaolan, I won't get married again. It's enough to have a love in my life. I just want to live with my baby, raise my baby and have a promising future!"
"Ma'am, are you really not going to tell the young master?" Xiaolan's eyes are full of questions. She can't understand why she can't tell the young master since she is pregnant with his child!
"Well, don't tell him!"
"Why?" Xiaolan is anxious. Does his wife want to be a single mother? Single mother, that is to be laughed at in her hometown in the countryside."The young master already has a baby, this baby, he should not like it!" Huo Zhi's voice gradually lowered, and melancholy gradually climbed into her eyes.
"No, ma'am, maybe the young master likes it?"
Huo Zhi shook her head vigorously. "The mother of the child is the woman he hates the most. How can he like the child born by the woman he hates the most! He only has Nan'er in his eyes. He has a baby too. How can he care about this one? "
"Young master, he doesn't know the existence of the baby. If young master knows --"
"Xiaolan, you should keep a secret for me. Don't tell young master. I'm afraid, he will ask me to lose the baby when he knows the existence of the baby! I don't want it, I don't want it, Xiaolan! The child and I are predestined, we have experienced so many things together, the baby is very strong in my stomach, so I decided to leave this strong baby, from then on in this world, I become a relative! Xiaolan, be sure to keep a secret for me. Don't advance the time for everyone who cares for my family! "
Huo Zhi looked at Xiaolan straight, looking forward to, hoping that before Sisi was afraid, she was suddenly in front of her.
"If it's true that the young master may want his wife to lose her baby, I will keep it a secret, I swear," said Xiao Lan, kneeling down on the grass with a Gudong sound and making a solemn vow. The content is very monotonous and simple, just one sentence: "I swear never to tell the young master or anyone who cares for the family, the wife has a baby!"
With a puff, Huo Zhi laughs and swears that Xiaolan is in progress, which reminds her of the ancient blood alliance. She is honest, simple and has a strong sense of ceremony.
"Madam, there's one more thing I want to ask my wife. She must come back to me!"
"Oh? When did Xiaolan become 100000? Why? " Huo Zhi joked.
"My wife is making fun of me again. I just want to ask my wife - do you love the young master?
Huo Zhi a Leng, simple and profound question, does she love Huo Junqing? Countless late at night, she repeatedly torture themselves, and finally came to the answer.
"Love, I love him - from the year I was a sophomore, until now, even forever!" Huo Zhi's eyes are very firm and deep.
The night is cool, Huo Zhi lies on the big bed and can't sleep. During the day, Xiaolan's "do you love young master" still echoes in his ears. Love, very love, very love, special love, but he doesn't know it. To love a person is to watch him happy. Now he is finally with Nan'er, it should be very happy!
The stars in the sky are so bright, so bright, like pearls, more like the heart that I love him forever.
If I were a tear, I would fall on your lips and stay in your heart. If you are a tear of mine, I will not cry all my life, because I am afraid of losing you.
Junqing - I love you!
A drop of tears across the ear, hot and cool!