Chapter 381

Thin and tall shoulder blades are shaking violently. Ping Ping stands outside the door and only sees a sharp figure of her. Her tears burst out, but she only dares to bite the back of her hand. She is thin and scary. It's autumn. She looks like the wind blows when she wears her overcoat. Let alone, she's still a pregnant woman. The baby in her stomach has been seven months!

She cried silently in the room, but Ping Ping did not dare to go in. She was filled with an idea that she couldn't speak clearly and didn't know what to do. Gradually it took shape, but she couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it.

From the night of the second minor accident until now, an Cheng never appeared. Ping Ping was guessing that she could not get rid of him, but she still had the last hope. She hoped that Meng Shao Qian had other pieces. She hoped that Meng Shao Qian did not use an Cheng to start this time. She hoped that their love would have a chance.

However, he had no news day by day, and her heart sank day by day. She couldn't know that the former tear didn't fall and the latter almost fainted. She couldn't face the news that she went out to the riverside in the morning and waited for news in the morning and dragged home in the night with exhaustion and deep disappointment. She couldn't face that she would vomit or even drink anything Water is as hard to swallow as poison. She can't face it. She's in extreme pain, but she's comforting her who is also upset and sad

Ping Ping's tears are falling in disorder. She has lived for more than 20 years. She has experienced a lot of worldly coldness and human warmth. Her close relatives only regard her as a drag. She left school early and was forced to support her family. She has a good life and met Jing Zhi before she suffered much. She never treated her as a servant. She has always been gentle and kind to her At that time, she was just following her. She was clumsy and had to be angry several times. She stopped her. Little by little, she kept it in her mind. She didn't ask for anything in return. She just hoped that she would be happy all her life. But now, what did she return?

She treats her as her own sister, but she selfishly destroys her happiness for her man, her love and life!

How could she still have the face to stay here, how could she face her strong smile, how could she still have the face to stand in front of her and call her a quiet elder sister, how could she still have the face to listen to her bitter words of comfort?

If someone really dies, then it should be her, the woman who has been blinded by lard, the woman who can't get right and wrong, the self serving and vicious woman!

Jingzhi lies on the desk and doesn't know how long she cried. Her body and body have already reached the extreme limit. But it's the tense nerve that supports her. If two little things don't work out in one day, she can still do it for one day, but everything has a day of falling stone. If it does, she may collapse immediately.

Ping Ping tries to hold back her tears, takes a blanket and covers her thin and scary shoulder. She mumbles and mumbles. She just calls out Jingzhi sister. When she says something, her tears have rustled down. Jingzhi slowly props up, and her thin, blue fingers tightly hold her. She just wants to open her mouth. The sky outside the window suddenly darkens and flashes Thunder, the rain drops like fried beans fall down

She sat wistfully, facing the window.

When the window was half opened, the quick rain came in with the strong wind. The thick velvet curtains were almost soaked immediately. They were dancing in the air by the wind, and the drops of water were rolled on their faces. There were several books on the table near the window. They were immediately watered by the rain. The flower bottles were also crumbling, and half of the room was wet by the rain with the strong smell of earth, She also soaked their hair and sat there, looking at the gloomy sky like a bowl of bowls. The roaring thunder and lightning were deafening. She felt frightened at the moment, stood up at once, and the apple was knocked by her. She rushed to the window, and the wind swept her thin body, but she didn't care. She was white The hand pulled the curtain and threw it aside. Suddenly, it thundered. It seemed that the trees not far away had been cut down. The rain made the leaves rustle. The sky and the earth were filled with water mist, just like fairyland.

But her dark eyes are firmly nailed to the far away Xiluo River, which looks like a white training river. The water of the river turns over and pours out white waves, as if it is roaring and donating stormy waves

Long and thin fingers cling to the window frame, her whole body is shaking, like a leaf washed away by the rain. In a moment, she will disappear in the wind and rain

Ping Ping rushes in panic, pulls her arm and wants to drag her back, but she straightens herself and stands there, her hair is wet and tightly clinging to her thin face with cold rain on her face. It's hard to tell whether tears or rain are wriggling down her face like that. Ping Ping is crying. She tries to pull her back from the rain, but suddenly she Like crazy, she hugged her head and screamed. One hand stretched out in the air in despair. It hurt a lot when it was hit by the rain. Her fingers curled up and struggled. It seemed that she wanted to catch something from the rain. But her body was soft and collapsed on the ground. Her dark eyes were empty and wide. She looked at Apple like tears were collapsing The flood pouring out of the broken bank

"He's still in the river, he's still in the river Shao Ting... My shaoting He is still in the river He can't live He can't live... "

She seems to be numb, and the last hope is watered out by the rain all over the sky. She sits on the ground with wet hair on her head. She just grasps Ping Ping's hand, which is so tight. She grasps the back of her hand with deep bloodstains. She repeats it over and over again, repeatedly. Those eyes, which are still full of energetic light today Mang's eyes suddenly turned into a dry well. If the tears flow out now, the well will dry up.

"Sister Jingzhi Jingzhi sister I beg you Don't do this If I see you like this He's in the sky... "

Ping Ping said these four words, suddenly like a lightning strike, the whole person was stuck.

It turns out that in their hearts, the two young people died long ago.

But no one dares to say it in front of Jingzhi, and no one has the heart to say it.

Jingzhi suddenly calmed down. She stared at a pair of gray eyes like that. The tears were gradually dry. The dark pupil was covered with a layer of gray that was painful to see. The room was still and frightening, and the sound of the rain outside the window was even more frightening.

Ping Ping hugs her and blocks the rain from the window, but her body is still cold like ice. It seems that the whole person has lost the power to live.

"Sister Jingzhi You don't think for yourself, but you should think for two less. He's gone, but he has left you a child. He loves you so hard and suffers so many crimes, only leaving this blood, Jingzhi sister I beg you. Will you hold on? Xiaoke, Xiaoke has been seven months What can she do if you torture yourself like this? "

Ping Ping cried and begged. She gently shook her thin shoulder. Jingzhi's eyes seemed to move slightly. In the eyes that had been gray and lusterless, Ping Ping seemed to have a faint spark. Seeing that she had a reaction, she hurriedly tried her best to lift her from the ground. She called two nannies to come in and put hot water in. One helped Jingzhi to the bathroom with her. She went to the bathroom No more resistance. Even when Ping Ping helped her take off her wet clothes, she cooperated. With a sour eye socket, Ping Ping carefully helped her step into the bathtub. Her thin ribs stood out one by one, which was even more frightening. Ping Ping twisted her face and pretended to take the towel, but the tears could not stop falling down

After taking a hot bath, her spirit seemed to be better. Ping Ping dried her hair. She even offered to eat. Ping Ping hurriedly asked the kitchen to prepare. She didn't get any water in these days, so she had to drink some clear porridge first. The porridge came up, and she snuggled up in the bed. On the bed, Ping Ping took a spoon to feed her. She had porridge, but she couldn't swallow it. It was like a sentence. Her neck was painfully extended Long, the green tendons on his hands are bulging out. Ping Ping can't help but take the spittoon and come over: "Jingzhi sister, spit it out, don't eat it, let's not eat it..."

Jing Zhi shakes her head desperately. Her face turns red, but she still swallows the porridge desperately. Her stomach is full of vomiting. But she just takes the porridge bowl herself and swallows it with a thud on her head. Ping Ping claps her back hurriedly. She has rice grains on her face and tears on her face. Her throat is burning and painful. She wants to vomit, but she dies Hold back, it's too hard for her to feel. She lies on her back. She covers her mouth, clenches her teeth and lets the tears flow freely, but she doesn't cry a little