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Ji Weiyang watched as that frail and sorrowful figure gradually disappeared into the distance. His heart suddenly throbbed with pain, and he subconsciously moved his legs, wanting to chase up to her, but he abruptly stopped himself in his tracks.

His big body slumped on the bench, his head propped on one hand, a wry smile on his lips. What could chasing them change? Nothing could change. Somehow, this seemed to be the fated conclusion.

On the other side, as Zhan Yan walked out of the Civil Administration Bureau's entrance, snow started to fall from the sky. She stood blankly at the door, staring at the dusky sky. People passed by her from time to time, including the couple who had just gotten their marriage certificate, the couple who were hugging each other like paint, and the couple who had just exchanged the red book for a green one.

Zhan Yan walked towards the bus stop with a stiff pace. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. She sat alone on a bench at the bus stop. The buses stopped and moved one after another, but she was still sitting alone.

The sign of the bus densely said the destination, but none of them belonged to her. Zhan Yan didn't know where she should go from here, she was like a homeless child.

An old song, "The bridal veil of a flower", was played by an audio shop beside the road. On such a snowy day, inexplicably, one would want to cry.

"The flower blooms in the sun, waiting for her lover, striving to bloom but not waiting for him. The rain suddenly continued to rain, disrupting the marriage of these flowers, tricking him into coming. Love is the fragrance of flowers, the wings of butterflies, the sad dandelion lost her way. Love is despaired in loneliness, strong in despair, and continues to think about him constantly after she becomes strong … "

Zhan Yan hummed along with the melody. At the end of the singing, she covered her lips with both hands and sobbed uncontrollably.

The disappearance of Xiao Yan had always been her fatal injury. It was deeply engraved in her heart, and the slightest touch was the pain that seeped into her bones. But why had he come to open the calluses in her heart, to remind her of that terrible memory again? Her little face, all the hope and hope of her life. Her little face, which had stayed in her stomach for four months and already had a heartbeat, turned into a pool of blood and flowed out of her body …

"No, no." Zhan Yan painfully shook her head as she used both hands to hold her head. She shouldn't think about it again, it was really too cruel.

If he wanted to hate her, so be it. She was unable to tell him the truth. If that happened, she would only let him experience the pain that he had suffered before. Zhan Yan couldn't bear for him to suffer, so she would rather endure everything on her own.

"Girl, are you alright? Is he sick? " An old woman holding an umbrella passed by her and stopped to ask. The woman was also holding the hand of a five or six-year-old girl. She wore a pigtail, and her face was round and very cute.

Zhan Yan's vision had blurred, and her consciousness wasn't clear. She actually stretched out her hand to caress the child's face, and continuously called out, "Little Yan, Little Yan."

The little girl seemed to be very afraid of strangers, hiding behind the old woman and not daring to come out. The old woman's expression also changed. She quickly led the little girl away and muttered in displeasure, "She looks good. So she's a madman."

Zhan Yan rubbed her eyes with all her might and finally saw everything clearly. She raised her head to the cloudy sky and let out a bitter laugh. That was not Xiao Yan. Her little Yan did not exist in this world.

The gentle and sad song lingered in his ears: Love in the loneliness of despair, in despair of strong, strong and continued to think of him...

Zhan Yan suddenly felt that this song was exactly like the song between her and Ji Weiyang. It was painful to the point of despair, but she still didn't give up and wanted to love it.

The snowfall was getting heavier and colder. The temperature had dropped drastically, Zhan Yan only had a woolen coat on him, her body was frozen stiff and his lips were so cold that they were turning purple. She still sat with her back straight, with a thick layer of snow on her shoulders, and she sat there like a snowman melting at the first rays of the sun.

She stretched out her trembling hand to catch the snow falling from the sky. Six pieces of frost fell on her snow-white palm, emitting a pure luster. However, in the warm palm, it quickly melted into a transparent mist bead, resembling tears.

Zhan Yan clenched the mist bead tightly in her palm, but she was still unable to stop it from disappearing. It turned out that there were some things in life that one was destined to never be able to grasp.

Nightfall gradually enveloped the area. A snowy night, with no stars in the sky. A cold wind blew past, lifting up layers of snow. Zhan Yan hugged her chest and trembled. Her breath turned white and her head was aching from the cold. Her legs were numb.

She used all her strength to prop herself up. Just as she moved two steps, her vision turned dark and she fell into a coma.

At this moment, a dark green Land Rover was parked across the street. Ji Weiyang was the last one to leave after the Civil Administration Bureau got off work. Even though he clearly knew that Zhan Yan would not return, he still didn't give up and continued to wait.

Just as he drove out of the Civil Administration Bureau, he saw Zhan Yan sitting at a bus stop by the side of the road. Almost subconsciously, he stopped her car and looked at her from across the street.

After the buses left, she sat there without moving. Because he was too far away, he could not see the expression on her face, but he could feel the faint sadness from her body.

When they were about to leave the hospital, the doctor had warned them repeatedly to not smoke or drink alcohol in the near future. However, Ji Weiyang was currently too agitated, and could only rely on tobacco to suppress his emotions.

He smoked one cigarette after another, filling the carriage with choking smoke. After an unknown period of time, until Zhan Yan fainted by the side of the road, he was no longer calm. She quickly pushed the door open and got off, running madly towards the opposite side of the road.

"Yan Yan … Yan Xing, wake up?" He hugged Zhan Yan into his embrace with a pained heart, but the girl in his embrace was like an ice sculpture, she did not have the slightest bit of warmth.

Ji Weiyang panicked, carried her into the car and drove to the nearest hospital. And the closest hospital, was exactly where Zhan Yan had worked before.

The doctor who examined her was an elderly woman doctor who, it was said, had just been transferred from another hospital and did not recognize her. After a series of tests, Zhan Yan was sent to a room with a high fever and a few drops on her arm.

"You are a family member?" The doctor swept Ji Weiyang with his gaze, and asked with a flat voice.

"Well, I'm her husband." Ji Weiyang stood up and replied.

"Did the young couple quarrel? You can't joke about life. Don't you know she's not well? It's snowing heavily and frozen outside for a few hours. Before men and women, women had always been a vulnerable group. No matter who was right or wrong, women were always the first targets of sympathy.

"Is she okay?" Ji Weiyang asked worriedly, as his eyebrows seemed to scrunch together.

"Do you care now? What were you doing long ago? " The doctor replied in an indifferent tone, and then handed the report to him for signature, "He has a fever of 39 degrees. If he comes a little later, he might get pneumonia. "Let's observe it tonight."

"Yes." Ji Weiyang nodded and then signed the diagnosis report.

When Ji Weiyang walked into the sickroom, he was still unconscious. It was just that her sleep wasn't stable. His body was constantly struggling, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted. He seemed to be in great pain.

Ji Weiyang sat down on the side of her bed and subconsciously held her ice-cold little hand, while pressing it against his own face. "Don't be afraid Yan Yan, I will stay here with you."

Beneath the snow-white blanket, Zhan Yan's body was curled up in a ball, and was still painfully struggling. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his pale lips were trembling, as though he was muttering something. Ji Weiyang leaned over, and pressed his ear to her lips, he finally heard what she was saying.

She kept saying, "Viyan, I'm in so much pain …"

Ji Weiyang once again sat back down on the chair, his head was slightly lowered, his pitch black eyes were deep like a dried up well, and couldn't light in the slightest.

Dang Dang Dang, the door was knocked on from outside. Immediately after, the ward's door was opened slightly, Tang Feng's tall and big body stood outside and coughed a few times, but did not enter.

Ji Weiyang looked deeply at Zhan Yan for a moment, then got up and walked out.

"I say, CEO Ji, Third Young Master Ji, are you still not going to let me sleep at night? Aren't you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry? Why did he come back to the hospital? What are you trying to do? Just do it day after day. " Tang Feng started to complain endlessly.

Ji Weiyang's tall and sturdy body leaned against the wall of the corridor, and casually lit up a cigarette. "That handsome face was hidden behind the mist, making it hard for people to distinguish his emotions." Go and investigate the case of Zhan Yan while I was overseas. "

"Did she get sick while you were away?" Tang Feng muttered in confusion, and then took out his phone, ordering his underlings.

Ji Weiyang did not reply. Instead, he casually threw the tip of his cigarette on the ground and ruthlessly stamped on it with his black leather shoes.

When the results of the investigation were out, Tang Feng was stunned. It turned out that Zhan Yan was not sick during that period of time and had taken away his child. The case clearly stated that the child had already been with her for four months, and that performing an abortion would at least be risky. Yet, Wei Zhanyan actually dared to do it, which was enough for her to be bold.

When Tang Feng handed over the detailed report of the investigation to Ji Weiyang, he remained silent with a handsome face. On the surface, he looked calm and collected, but in reality, he was enraged to the extreme.

Ji Weiyang had stayed out to study, and had probably been transformed by the West. Westerners take human rights very seriously and reject abortion.

"Are you sure you didn't leave anything out?" Ji Weiyang pinched the report and asked. Heh, even he himself felt that it was kind of funny. Even until this very moment, he was still holding onto his hope, and wasn't willing to believe that Zhan Yan would really be ruthless enough to take away their child.

"The case report clearly stated that Zhan Yan had aborted due to an appointment, and that it was already four months since the child was removed. At that time, I also asked the doctors and nurses who had undergone surgery to help prove that the fetus was in good condition. Zhan Yan came to the hospital voluntarily for an abortion, and I heard that she was hospitalized and recuperated after the operation before leaving. " Tang Feng answered truthfully, but he still observed Ji Weiyang's reaction without leaving a trace.

"His face is handsome and calm, but the aura around him is getting colder and colder." "Okay, I understand. You can go back first."

Tang Feng nodded, yawned, and turned to leave. He had witnessed how terrifying Ji Weiyang could be when he was angry, it was better to just clean himself and escape, in case there was a fire at the city gate that would cause trouble.

Ji Weiyang sat beside the sickbed, flipping through the reports in his hands one page at a time. How laughable, the confirmation letter for the miscarriage was actually signed by Gao Yuxuan himself. Did they really impatiently want his child to die!?

Ji Weiyang's lips formed a cold smile, and suddenly raised his hand, the information in his hand scattered on the ground. But at this time, Zhan Yan who was on the sickbed was completely unaware, and was still drowsily sleeping.

Until the afternoon of the next day when Zhan Yan finally woke up. After a high fever, her entire body felt weak, and his head felt as if it was about to explode.

At this time, Ji Weiyang was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back. He was still in his upright black suit, and his tall body was facing her.

Zhan Yan frowned slightly, as she looked at him blankly. The air was still silent, and even the sounds of her ragged breathing could be heard clearly.

As if he felt the gaze behind him, he slowly turned his head around. His black pupils were clear and cold, and a trace of coldness and charm was mixed within them. You're awake? "

"You, why are you here?" Zhan Yan asked suspiciously.

Ji Weiyang smiled coldly, "Who do you wish it to be? Gao Yuxuan? He really is your guardian, taking care of abortion by your side. "

Zhan Yan's heart skipped a beat. She knew that Ji Weiyang must have investigated them before, so, did he know?!

"That has nothing to do with Brother Yuxuan." Zhan Yan folded her hands in front of him, and tightly clenched her fists in panic.

"Don't be in such a hurry to cut off their relationship. Someone has to pay for the death of my child. None of you will be able to escape." He snorted coldly and came to her bedside and pinched Zhan Yan's chin with force.

Zhan Yan was in so much pain that she was forced to look directly into his eyes. Within those pitch-black eyes, there was an endless amount of coldness and also pain.

Her palm lightly rubbed against her smooth and tender cheeks, and her voice was filled with suppressed jealousy, "Zhan Yan, you're an obstetrician and gynecologist, don't tell me that you didn't know that a four-month-old fetus was already fully developed. Wei Zhanyan, do you know, that it was a life of death? How could you bear to kill him? "

Zhan Yan felt so much heartache that she was about to die. She hugged her head with both her hands and struggled non-stop, crying and shouting, "Stop, Ji Weiyang, stop talking, I beg you …"

Those bloody scenes kept appearing in her mind. The car that was speeding towards her had turned into a pool of 'corpse' with blood flowing out of it. Nightmares had already broken out for the past few days, and she seemed to have heard Little Yan's voice again. She kept crying out: "Mommy, I'm scared. Mommy, don't abandon me …"

She clenched her fists and continued to beat her brain as she struggled in pain. Meanwhile, Ji Weiyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he completely ignored all of this. He held tightly onto Zhan Yan's shoulders and angrily roared, "Wei Zhanyan, how can you be so cruel? You clearly know how much I want a child that belongs to us. Why didn't you tell me when you were pregnant? "Even if you hated me back then, you could have just charged at me. Why did you want to harm innocent lives? Why?"

Zhan Yan laughed bitterly as she closed her eyes helplessly.

"Wei Zhanyan, what are you saying?" Ji Weiyang shook her body vigorously, her frail body, as though she would be blown away by him in the next moment.

Zhan Yan's wet eyelashes trembled, her lips curved up in an ironic smile. What could she say? Could it be that she was telling Ji Weiyang that she had spent so much effort to get his contact information, and the reason why she called him was because she wanted to hear from a woman? Or did she tell him that it was because the Luo Family had frozen all of the Wei Family's assets that Wei Shanshan had harbored such hatred as she drove the car to kill her, Xiao Yan? No matter what the truth was, it was not something he could accept.

Zhan Yan used the back of her hand to ruthlessly wipe the tears on her face, raised her head, and looked him straight in the eye, ridiculing, "There's no reason, I just don't want your child, so I took her away."

"No, I don't." Ji Weiyang looked at her in pain. After a moment of stalemate, he pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly, burying his head in her shoulder. Zhan Yan could feel his tall body continuously trembling slightly, she knew that no matter how painful his heart was, the moment the truth was exposed to the sunlight, it would hurt thousands of times more.

"Yan Yan, it's not like this, it definitely is not like this. You love me, how can you bear to leave our children behind? " The current Ji Weiyang was as weak as a child.

Zhan Yan coldly pushed him away, and used the last bit of toughness to disguise herself, "That's right, I do love you, but no matter how much I love you, I hate you. Ji Weiyang, do you know how helpless I was at that time, with my frozen bank card, standing alone on the street? But you? Where were you when I needed you most? Why should I give birth to an irresponsible man! "