Shen Canghao suddenly brandished his fist and smashed it heavily against the tree trunk. His palm shook so much that it went numb, but he continued to swing his fist, smashing down time after time. Only when blood spurted out did he finally squat down on the ground, his face already wet.
If he hadn't guessed wrong, she had been so against giving birth to his children that she had even given up on her first child. That being the case, she wouldn't have wanted his child even more after she suffered such a mental trauma during the divorce!
Both times were because of him and Su Lai. He had lost the blood and bones of his beloved woman. Shen Canghao, when will you be able to pay back the sins you created?
Closing her eyes was the day of his birthday. She forced out a smile and closed her eyes was the day she cried. After he was kicked out of the Shen family with no money left, how did she spend all these years? Where was she healing while he and Sulay were tangled up?
He drove out of the manor and made a phone call, his fingers trembling. He woke up from the shock, but was scared by the almost choked voice.
"Qi Zhen, I'm going to find Yan Yan. I'm going to look for her now. I'm going to go crazy …" If I can't see her, I will die. I will die right now! "
He bit his lower lip, but the sobs still forced him to start trembling.
"Ah Hao …" What's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly mention this? " Qi Zhen looked at the sleepy Wen Jing, both of them were confused.
"Don't worry about it, don't care about why I'm doing this. I just want to see her. I need to see her immediately." Send someone to find her, immediately! "
Qi Zhen turned his head and looked at the dark sky outside, and couldn't help but frown, "What are you worried about right now? Where can I find it? If Jing Er and the Ji Clan didn't know about this, how would I be able to find them? "
Right now, Yan'er should be with that Ceng Yaxi. If Shen Canghao were to go over just like that, how would the three of them end up together?
After hesitating for a long time, she still lowered her head. While Qi Zhen was still talking to him, Wen Jing was already in a trance.
No matter how much pain and suffering Yan'er had suffered, at the very least, Shen Canghao was wholeheartedly in love with her. Furthermore, there was still that Zeng Yaxi who was willing to give up everything to accompany her.
An unspeakable bitterness rose from the bottom of her heart. Fortunately, she was still satisfied with just her single thought.
She felt that the sunny day was about to arrive, and where was hers?
In the late spring of March, the flowers danced and the cherry blossoms flew. The color of spring was pleasant.
When the blissful expression on her face was pushed out of the operating room and placed in the sickroom, Ashes, who was lying in the room next to hers, had already been sitting there for the whole morning.
This wasn't the outcome he wanted. He didn't have much time left to live, but he still had a lifetime of joy, and her story was still so long.
This child was still alive in her stomach. How was she going to walk on this path in the future? How was she going to start a new life with so many ties? Was she going to be alone for the rest of her life?
He couldn't bear it, he felt sorry for her.
However, after a night of crying and begging and three days before she finished her tea, he still chose to compromise.
In his entire life, the worst thing he could do was to see her cry. He wanted to see her smile, wanted to see her happy appearance, wanted to see her carefree life, and not to smile like now, with her back bent and the burden he brought upon her.
He forced himself out of bed and went to look at her.
He took a warm towel and carefully wiped her face and hands. He sat beside her and rearranged her hair over and over. She had always taken care of him, from food to clothing to living quarters. This time, he wanted to take good care of her.
He took her hand and pressed it against his chest. As he looked at her, his eyes grew larger and larger due to the weight loss. He whispered, "Yan Yan, has there ever been a place for me in your heart? Do you ever like me?"
She slept deeply and did not answer.
He smiled and tucked her in. He could at least imagine it.
Do you know that as long as I like you a little, as long as you have a small spot in your heart, even if I die, I will leave with a smile.
He trembled as he stood up, looking at her in her deep slumber, his brow still twisted. After all these years, he was like a completely different person to her. She loved and loved him, but she could never forgive him for his injuries.
It was like him. He loved her, thought of her, and she knew it.
He had waited for so long, year after year, but he still could not replace the person that she had carved into her memory.
He had done so much, waiting by day, but all he received was the compensation and protection that she was willing to give him. He should be happy, but he was so sad.
Sometimes it wasn't right to insist. Zeng Yaxi stood there, frozen like a statue. He stared at her, not moving at all.
"Yan Yan, if I meet you first in my next life, will you love me?"
He blinked, felt the mist of tears, and turned away, fleeing the moment her body began to move.
I don't even dare to aspire to the next life. Yan Yan, I love you so much that I am unwilling to leave this world and leave you behind. What should I do?
She opened her eyes with difficulty after the anesthetic effect had passed. It was unknown if it was because the gauze had brushed against the windowsill or because the gentle breeze had moved the door. She slowly raised her head, and just as the door was about to close, she saw Assi's figure.
She couldn't help but smile as she stroked her flat stomach. She must be the same angel as Ah Xi's child.