Just before he made up his mind, the child left in such a hurry. He regretted it very much. There was never a moment like now when he regretted it so much. He even began to dislike himself
Silently went to the bedside, standing in front of the thin person, looking at her face full of joy, hoarse voice said: "Yu Yan, you know the truth. The child is dead, give him to me! "
"You talk nonsense! Don't try to hurt my child again, my child won't die! " Fang Yuyan turns around. Hold the baby in your arms.
Calmly shaking the hands of the baby, as if Lin Jingchen is an insignificant passer-by in general, casually refuted a sentence.
Lin Jingchen raised his hand and wanted to embrace the thin woman into his arms and give her some warmth.
But when he thought of what he had done to her, he raised his hand and slowly put it down: "Yu Yan. Beibei has left here. If you hold him like this, he will never come back! "
He knew that now maybe he would stay away from Fang Yuyan and hurt her less, but he didn't want to leave. He was such a selfish person.
When he wanted to get back at her, he forced her to stay around and do whatever he wanted.
Now he wants to get close to the woman, and he still doesn't want the woman to leave.
Lin Jingchen despised himself and shook his head with a bitter smile.
Fang Yuyan snorted coldly. Although she didn't look back at the man behind her, she was angry.
What is he talking about? How can we say that the baby will not come back? How can someone always say this to him?
"My baby will definitely come back to my mother, and he will guard me!"
Lin Jingchen knows that this kind of gentleness can never wake Fang Yuyan up. Only rough treatment can really wake her up!
He can only be a villain. With a bitter smile, he shook his head. He said in a high voice: "Fang Yuyan, please see clearly. The child you are holding in your arms, the child you and I gave birth to, has passed away and has no breath. In the future, he will never open her eyes or call your mother!"
Lin Jingchen knew how cruel his words were. He can't help fighting a cold war, and he thinks that his character has always been very cold. Even she can't help fighting a cold war. How painful and sad will Fang Yuyan be?
Fang Yuyan turned to look at Lin Jingchen. Her face was full of anger, and then she was in a trance, as if the person in front of her didn't exist at all.
She didn't look into the man's eyes. She didn't even recognize him. She just felt that he was not a good person. She had to avoid as much as she could. It was an almost instinctive reaction
Turning her head, she no longer looked at the man behind her or thought about what he had just said. She looked down at her son in her arms.
When she looked at the child, her eyes seemed to be lit up by the tenderness. The face has the holy glory, this is the glory of maternal love, right?
She shook the baby in her arms, closed her eyes, and began to sing that familiar Lullaby
"My little baby, go to sleep quickly, I will accompany you in the dream, sleep with you, tired with you, and I will nestle together..."
"Little baby, go to sleep quickly. You will dream of me several times. I'm the most beautiful in your dream. It's comforting to wake up from a dream... "
Fang YuYan's voice is soft, shallow with a touch of sweet and warm love.
Lin Jingchen seemed to be able to see her devote herself to the whole body and mind, singing this lullaby to her baby in her arms
He watched her escape from reality. His heart began to ache uncontrollably, so much so that he could hardly bear it.
It's the pain that this woman has suffered. Double it on him. How could he have hurt so much?
Two hands broke square Yu Yan's double shoulders.
Lin Jingchen realized that his action was too rough, his hands relaxed, no longer so much strength.
The pain on the face is deeply buried, the rain finally only cold and fierce, two eyes staring at Fang Yuyan: "Fang Yuyan, I tell you, he is dead!"
It seems to be surprised by the fierce momentum of the man. Fang Yuyan raises her eyes and stares at the man in front of her with two black and white eyes.
Lin Jingchen looked at that pair of clear and familiar eyes, the whole person could not move, her eyes reflected a figure.
That man, Wuguan Junlang. Clearly defined, with pity and apology in his eyes.
That's his figure
Lin Jingchen suddenly found that he did not dare to look at this woman. Fang YuYan's eyes were so clear that he felt ashamed.
His heart is very complicated. He has never tried to have such complicated feelings for the same person, including love, pity, guilt and regret. He hated himself.
"Pa"!
Fang Yuyan raised her hand fiercely and slapped Lin Jingchen's face heavily. She felt that her hand was numb.
She screamed and roared, "he's alive! Don't talk nonsense! Don't curse my child
Her eyes became red, with tears in her eyes, but she didn't fall. She was like a wounded animal, stretching out her claws and teeth in anger.Lin Jingchen holds his hand tightly. He can't bear to continue to talk about it, but this matter can't be solved without his heart. If he doesn't wake her up now, maybe she will be immersed in her own world from now on
He didn't want to hurt the woman any more, but he couldn't just watch her fall in.
If she completely lost the courage to face the reality, what's the point of living?
He'll be more distressed, more guilty.
When Fang YuYan's attention is on him, Lin Jingchen rushes up and grabs the child in her hand.
Fang Yuyan only felt that once her hand was loosened, the child in her arms disappeared.
Looking down at her empty arms, Fang Yuyan was stunned for a moment. The dull in her eyes disappeared just now. She slowly turned her eyes and looked at Lin Jingchen. The child was held by the man.
She immediately became angry and rushed up to fight, pinch, scratch and scratch Lin Jingchen. She was crazy. She didn't understand why everyone cursed her children and wanted to take them away from her?
"Give it back! This is my child. I gave birth to it! You son of a bitch! Give it back to me! "
Lin Jingchen put the child on the chair, raised his hand to control Fang Yuyan and let her face her.
Fang Yuyan kept struggling, her hands beating and scratching Lin Jingchen.
Lin Jingchen can't care so much. He just wants to wake up the woman in his arms. This is repeating that sentence over and over again.
"The child is dead, you should be sober."
Fang Yuyan, wake up! What pain, what sorrow, what resentment, what revenge, you all come to me to repay it!
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