Chapter 243

Her pupils are slightly lax. She seems to be confused with pain. She stubbornly grasps him and mumbles, "Shao Ting, don't go on business, don't go, don't leave me..."

He was shivering all over, he felt his legs began to soften, then he staggered and half knelt on the ground, he put his arms around her, her body seemed to break as soon as it folded, she curled up, her hands were clenched tightly, and her nails were stuck in the palm of her hands.

"Don't go on business, don't go..."

She whispered again and again, as if immersed in endless nightmares, but he gradually woke up and looked at her pain.

To this day, he just knows that the pain and suffering she once suffered is far beyond his imagination.

He can't be selfish just to meet his own wishes, force her to review those nightmares over and over again, he can't show up again, remind her of all that happened in the past, if he really has a little sincerity to her, he should be far away from her, old and dead, let her in another man who loves her, forget the pain.

He broke off her fingers as hard as he could. He stood up like a puppet, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and took out several pills. Just then she turned back. She had lost consciousness in pain, and there was a bright red blood stain on her pale lips.

He didn't know what kind of pain it was to make her bite her lips raw.

His heart had a big hole, but it was numb.

He is awake. He is glad that he is not late. If he continues to be confused, she will be killed by him sooner or later.

Meng shaoting, Meng shaoting, you are always smart. How can you meet her? You start to be stupid one time at a time.

"Darling, take the medicine and it won't hurt." He put the water cup aside and hugged her gently.

Her hair is all scattered, sweat is wet and pasted on her face, her face is white as paper, without blood color.

He never knew that she had such a serious stomach disease, but in his memory, during the period after marriage, he never saw that she had taken stomach medicine, maybe it was the disease tortured by life in those five years.

His remorse deepened, and the dark look between his eyes and eyebrows gradually filled.

Meng shaoting pinched her jaw and slightly separated her lips. He put the pill in and immediately fed her water. She stretched her neck and swallowed it hard. He fed her half a glass of water again, and then held her in his arms and gently tightened her body.

He put his face on her face until her painful groan gradually disappeared, and then opened his eyes.

Meng shaoting suddenly tightened his arm and hugged her severely, then.

He suddenly let go of her. He stood up and looked at the clock on the wall. It was five fifty-five.

He smiled easily, and did not look back.

"I'm gone, Jingzhi."

When he finished, he went step by step, not fast or slow, steady and powerful.

Jingzhi stood still, but her shoulder began to shake violently. She didn't say goodbye to him, just looked at him, picked up her coat, changed her shoes, walked to the porch and opened the door.

Her heart stopped beating, and she even had an extremely absurd idea. If he stops, turns around, looks at her, if he says another word, Jingzhi, I don't want to be separated from you, she will compromise, and she will definitely compromise.

She was nervous and frightened. Her cells were about to explode. Her eyes were staring at him.

Time seems to be stuck by all-purpose glue and will not move again.

He seemed to turn around, and Jingzhi covered his mouth. She looked at his back and his side face. He had opened his mouth to say something to her

"Dang!"

The vertical wall clock suddenly buzzed, exactly six o'clock.

Neither he nor she knew that the wall clock here would ring at 12 a.m., 6 a.m., 12 noon and 6 p.m.

He turned around and opened the door. His tall and tall body just flickered and disappeared behind the door.

The door of the room was closed gently by him.

Jingzhi silently called out his name. Her legs were soft and she fell to the ground.

Her face was on the cold floor, and she felt dark, boundless, dark all around her.

Surrounded by the thick darkness and cold, she felt that her limbs and body were not her own. The room was empty, and her heart was empty.

From then on, there was no such person in her world.

She got what she wanted, she should be satisfied, she should drink three bottles of wine to celebrate, she should be ecstatic, but at the moment, she just felt dead.

She doesn't love him. She doesn't love him for a long time. She swears that she doesn't love him in her heart now. But why does she feel the pain like a maggot of tarsal bone? How can she catch it? How can she get rid of it?

In the early morning of late spring in City C, there should be thick fog. There are few cars on the highway. Although it's a little brighter, the lights should still be on.

Meng shaoting felt the pain in his hand just now. He turned on the interior light and looked at it. He found that it was swollen completely. He didn't know if it hurt the bone. It was red and scary, but there was no wound.

He didn't sleep all night, drank wine again, and made a fuss with her all night. He was exhausted. Although he couldn't drive with one hand at the moment, it was good that there were few cars in the morning, so he got out of the expressway safely.

It's past noon. It's a famous hot day in city A. It's cool in the early morning in city C. However, some people in city a still wear short sleeved T-shirts. When they enter the city, Meng shaoting feels that he can't support them. His left arm is paralyzed. His bones seem to be hurting, but sleepiness begins to attack him. Just a little distracted, the steering wheel deviates, straight and straight Hit a small freight car.

At the moment when the car hit him, he subconsciously wanted to hit the steering wheel with both hands, but he couldn't lift his left arm at all. He stared at his car and saw it hit him. The driver in the cab of the pickup truck opened his mouth in fright. There were only two words in Meng shaoting's mind: it was over, then there was a violent crash, and the pain rolled all over his body, but he just felt it for a short time After the sharp pain, it fell into the gray darkness.

Jingzhi returns home, and the baby sitter takes the buns out to play. After taking a bath, she falls into bed. On the bed, she sleeps until noon. When she opens her eyes, she can't help moaning. With a groan, the headache seems to explode. The bones of her whole body are also full of the pain of soreness, while the eyelids are jumping all the time. She stretches out her hands wearily and rubs them, but they are still jumping.

Jing knew that she was a little hairy. She dressed and stood up. When she came to the window, she saw that the little bun was taken by the baby sitter. She was having a good time. She was a little calm in her heart, but she followed it closely, but it swept up a large amount of fear, inexplicable fear.

Jingzhi stood in front of the window and stayed for a while, then went to wash her hair. When she got ready and sat in front of the dresser to wipe her hair, her eyelids began to jump again.

She simply put the towel and rubbed her eyelids hard. After a while, she jumped again. She sighed. What's the matter?

Fortunately, xiaobaozi came back. Her mind was suddenly distracted. She accompanied her son to lunch and coaxed him to sleep. When she fell asleep, she forgot about her eyelids.

After xiaobaozi fell asleep, Qingqiu called to ask her about her situation. On the phone, they didn't say a few words. They knew the guilt inside and outside of Qingqiu's words. Their original anger had disappeared. They said a few more words before saying goodbye.

When I was about to ring the phone, Jingzhi suddenly thought of lovesickness, and asked casually, who knows the voice of Qingqiu suddenly choked up. For a long time, she slowly said a sentence: "Jingzhi, lovesickness is born in the hospital."

"What?" Jingzhi only feels that her body is frozen all of a sudden. She always likes lovesickness. She is beautiful and lively. Her mind is very simple and innocent. Compared with Qingqiu, she is always happy. Last night, although there was something strange between her and Jie, she was always happy and lively. How could she have a good and proper life?

"It was not long last night that you and Shao Ting left. We also went to the hotel to have a rest, and then Then in the morning, lovesickness suddenly called me, saying that she was alone in the hospital, she gave birth I, I asked her, she just shed tears and refused to say a word. "

"I'll go now. Which hospital?" Jingzhi knows how much miscarriage hurts a woman, and lovesickness is still a child. What does she know? Now I must be afraid of death. Besides, why Jie? Why is he not with lovesickness?

"Well, I know this hospital. I'll go there. Why Jie in the autumn? Why didn't he accompany lovesickness? "

Jingzhi's voice added a few threads of sullen anger, but Qingqiu simply sneered: "why Jie? You mention him? Is he a man? Knowing that lovesickness is pregnant, she has changed her ways. Isn't it intentional to let lovesickness die? "

"I heard the reason from the doctor. Jingzhi, I'm going to die of anger. I never know that a man can be shameless to such a degree. Even if he has a deep hatred for lovesickness, he shouldn't be such a rogue? It's also his child, a human life! "

Qingqiu said, and she was filled with indignation. Jingzhi also felt her chest was stuffy. She just heard Qingqiu said that, and she felt uncontrollable anger and sadness. What about lovesickness? She's only in her junior year. She's just turned 20. How should she go in the future?

Jingzhi takes a taxi to the hospital. Lovesickness has fallen asleep. Why is Jie still missing? Shen Beicheng is standing outside the ward. He doesn't know who to talk to. He is frowning and his face is gloomy.

Qingqiu's eyes are red and swollen. She just wiped the cold sweat on her forehead over and over again. She slept uneasily, her lips were black and blue, and her eyes were red and swollen like peaches. She cried for a long time.

As soon as Jingzhi saw the lovesickness at the moment, her tears fell down. Qingqiu hurriedly pulled her to one side of the lounge and closed the door. Then she sat down on the sofa, but the tears fell down. She almost gnashed her teeth and said, "Jingzhi, why is Jie not a human being, not a human being?"

"What's going on? I remember before, the relationship between them was not like this now. How can they be good, just like this... "

Qingqiu shakes her head. She looks out of the window at a loss, but tears flow down: "Jingzhi, you don't know. It's been like this for more than two years. I don't know how many times he has tortured lovesickness, but I can't help it. Even Shen Beicheng, he can't see it anymore, but it is