Chapter 530

Shu Yao stood at the door, full of complex emotions, but at the moment of opening the door, the whole heart sank cold.

She had fantasized about the picture of ZHENG'ER waking up countless times, thinking that the child could recover and return to the original lovely and lively appearance.

However, when the day came, she found that she was at a loss.

In Shu Yao's impression, Zheng Er always looks like a child. Her white and tender face lies in her arms and giggles. Her naughty little hands pull her skirt and tangle her hair. From time to time, her cerebellar bag shrinks in her arms and lingers in front of her

But now, the child is eight years old and has grown up.

She left her child for five years. In many of his memories, this mother never appeared and existed.

Zheng ER was still in a coma before. When she faced her child, she talked to herself and told all her heart of thinking about her son. Now that the child woke up and recovered her normal thinking, what should she say? And do what?

Shu Yu is contradictory and hesitant.

And the most difficult thing for her to accept is everything in the room.

The original neat rooms are now in a mess. The floor is full of things thrown down by Li Zheng. Vases are broken all over the floor, cups, books, pens

Even some of his favorite computers were smashed by him now.

Li Zheng was sitting in the middle of the room, in an electric wheelchair. He turned around when he heard the sound of opening the door. He was stunned when he saw Shu Yao.

But ZHENG'ER's face was stunned and relaxed. It was only a short time. It dissipated in a moment. What came from the illusion was anger, pain, and even complaint. He didn't look at Shu Yu again and said angrily, "get out, you get out!"

"Who let you in? Are you here to ridicule me? I don't need it, Shuyu, get out! Get out now!"

Li Zheng's roaring voice was not high, but his voice was loud. He almost exhausted his strength. After roaring at one breath, his whole body trembled with anger.

Shu yaoleng stood there, and his dull eyes fell on his son not far away. The blood color on his face faded instantly, and the cracked lip moved, but he couldn't say a word.

There was no need for her to say anything. Li Chenxi in the rear came straight in. As soon as the gloomy eye line swept the room, there was a thin anger on Junyan, "Li Zheng, did I say how about making another mistake?"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Shu Yao, motioned for her to go out first, and said in a low voice, "it's all right. The child is angry. I'll talk about him. You go back to the room and have a rest first."

Shu Yao didn't go or move. She stood still and looked at the little man in the wheelchair in the room. Her eyes were red for a moment. "How can Zheng Er sit in a wheelchair?"

Her voice trembled and breathed, almost unbelievable.

Li Chenxi said hurriedly, "it's all right. His leg muscles haven't fully recovered. He'll be all right after a while."

In a word, she was relieved. Then she held the man's arm and raised her dense eyes, "let me talk to the child. I want to talk to ZHENG'ER alone."

Li Chenxi's pretty eyebrows wrinkled immediately. Yu Guanghui glanced at Li Zheng. After staring coldly, he was still worried and even wanted to refuse. Shu Yao saw through his eyes and said, "I'm Zheng er's mother. I owe him five years. No matter what I do or say now, I don't care."

"Chenxi, if you don't want to rob the child with me again, you should give me and the child some time sooner or later and let us talk alone, don't you?"

Her words have reached this point. Even if Li Chenxi wants to stop it, he is afraid he can't do it.

He took a deep breath, and finally walked close to Li Zheng. When he bent down, he lowered his voice, "smelly boy, I warn you that she is your mother. No matter how dissatisfied you are, it has nothing to do with her to come to me!"

Li Zheng didn't bother to look at him, but coldly looked away and didn't answer.

When Li Chenxi got up, he put his hand on the child's head and rubbed it a little hard, then turned and looked at Shu Yao, "the child may have some... Small emotions for a while. Don't care. I'll wait for you outside and call me whenever I have something to do."

She nodded. After Li Chenxi left the room, Shu Yao went to close the door. Then she didn't hurry to say anything. She just leaned down and began to clean up the mess and mess all over the ground one by one.

Put everything in place. After leaving a lot of garbage and broken things, let the nanny clean it later.

Li Zheng didn't look at her either. He just looked at her constantly sorting out and said impatiently, "don't you have to do this and show kindness to me? Don't you think it's too late?"

Shu Yao's action of picking up books paused and didn't lift her eyes. Her dark face was a little more tired and complex. Even her voice at the exit was a lot hoarse, "it's late, isn't it?"

"Get out! I don't want to see you!" Li Zheng turned his wheelchair and went directly to the window. "By the way, take the little girl you gave birth to! I'm upset when I see her!"

Shu Yao's stiff face almost collapsed. She endured the sharp pain in her heart, slowly stood up and faced the direction of the child, "Xi Xi, she is your own sister..."

"Sister?" Li Zheng suddenly sneered, "it's true that she's your sister, but more importantly, she's the child you raised around and gave five years of maternal love!"

Li Zheng held the wheelchair handrail with his ruthless fingers and gnashed his teeth. "Shu Yao, I really can't figure out what you think? You gave birth to me and left me, left me and my father, and flew away alone. My father and I have adapted to the life without you, and you suddenly ran back!"

"I also brought such a little girl. Have you ever thought that you gave birth to the same child? When you gave that child maternal love, did you think about me? Did you think about another child you gave birth to?"

The child's questions, word by word, pierced Shu's eardrum.

Like a cold light sword, it pierced all the holes in her heart!

She closed her eyes and burst into tears. For a long time, she tried to control her emotions, but when she looked at her son, there was only one sentence, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

The child is too young. In his world, he needs his father and mother and a complete family. In his childhood memory, Shu Yu's departure completely destroyed the family.

For the time being, he can't understand Shu Yao's original practice and original intention. The world of adults, grievances, disputes and intrigues are unimaginable to children. It can't blame him.

Shu Yao doesn't want to explain so much to her children. The only thing she wants to do is apologize.

"I know you hate me and blame me, ZHENG'ER. No matter how much I say, I can't get your immediate forgiveness, but I just ask you to hate me, but don't hurt yourself."

Shu Yao's eyes kept staring at the child's arm on the wheelchair armrest. There were scratches on it, bright red and dazzling. It should have been accidentally scratched when smashing something.

She wanted to go over, gently touch her son's cheek, gently hold the child in her arms, and then pick up the child's injured little hand, wipe and bandage it a little.

But Shu Yao walked over and held out her hand. When she touched the angry and vicious eyes from the bottom of the child's eyes, she stopped.

Her arm hung in the air and stagnated for a few seconds. Finally, she fell powerlessly to her side. She looked at the child with low eyes, "you were my first child. At the beginning, when I gave birth to you, I......"

She was speechless and choked for a while. "I wasn't very healthy at that time. You may know that I was a mute at that time. Many people didn't suggest that I want you, but I firmly believe that my child must be healthy and the best. Sure enough, after you were born..."

Without letting her go on, Li Zheng impatiently interrupted, "enough, is it useful to say this? Can it change the fact that you have left me for five years? Can it make up for your choice to abandon your husband and son?"

That's smart enough.

Every word, like a sharp sword, mercilessly poked into Shu Yao's heart.