"Who committed suicide?"

Ning Qian was standing at the kitchen door with a teapot in his hand. When he heard the old man's speech, his subconscious steps stopped.

Mr. Ning looked back at him and opened his mouth. His face was very ugly. "Ning Qian..."

His voice was trembling, his face was pale, and he was panting.

It's been many years since Ning Qian saw this kind of reaction from master Ning.

After all, Mr. Ning has experienced all kinds of ups and downs up to now.

Money or power, can let him change the face of things, now is more and more rare.

Ning Qian was stunned at first, then seemed to react.

He stretched his hand and put the kettle on the dining table. But because he was worried, he didn't pay attention to whether the kettle was put on the table or not. He only heard the sound of "pa".

Splintered debris, mixed with splashing water, fell all over the ground, the water was everywhere.

Ning Qian almost ran over the old man, leaned over and picked up the microphone on the ground.

"Hello..."

The other party didn't hang up and hesitated, "hello..."

"Who committed suicide?"

Ning Qian's voice was cold and clear, and his Adam's apple rolled rapidly. Because of excitement and tension, his chest fluctuated up and down.

Holding the hand on the back of the sofa, he held it tightly.

"Young master I... "

"Say, who committed suicide?" Ning Qian's voice was a little loud.

The other side does not speak, rather modest heart, but suddenly sink.

"Is it nonsense?"

The other side is silent, but obviously shortness of breath.

Similarly, the microphone in Ning Qian's hand also fell to the ground.

He turned his head slowly and looked at Mr. Ning. His eyes were never fierce.

"is this what you call compromise? That's what you call, "for my sake?" He laughed twice.

Close your eyes, and then say, "if she has something to do today, I'll make a vow with Ning family. I'm in vain, so please..."

It's better to be modest than to say anything.

Inhale, turn around and run out. At the gate, the old housekeeper reaches out his hand to stop him. "Young master, you can't treat him like this, regardless of Ning Lao's business."

"Get out of here!" Ning Qian roared.

When he came to C city yesterday, he thought about what plot he would have.

However, the heart still chose to trust.

Even if later, the mobile phone lost, even if, his room, the door was locked.

He still thinks of him in a good way.

Just because, in his heart, no matter how bad this person is, it is impossible for him to put his hands on Tu Tu.

Sure enough, he was too kind.

"Young master..."

"Let him go!" Master Ning whispered.

When Hu Tu woke up again, he was surrounded by many people.

Ning Shaochen, Ye Lin, and the slovenly Ning Qian.

She looked around to make sure she was still alive. Then she closed her eyes and tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Ning Qian regardless of the image to embrace her, "promised me, can't leave, why do so?"

He yelled at her and held her hand tightly.

Hu Tu inhaled, opened his mouth, and finally, closed his eyes and said nothing.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, Ning Qian was almost inseparable. Except for laughing at her face, she was cold to everyone.

Hu Tu can feel it. He seems to have changed.

She didn't ask what the outside world was like. She didn't ask whether their relationship was public or not.

All she knew was that the child was gone, and she and Ning Qian's child were gone.

Looking at her white bandaged wrist, she sniffed.

The future life, where to go, she suddenly very at a loss.

Ning Qian coaxed her to talk and took her to psychotherapy. In fact, she knew that her psychology was OK. She just couldn't speak out. At first, she didn't know what to say.

I'm sorry. The baby's gone.

Sorry to drag him down?

Or I'm sorry, uncle, she was young and ignorant, but she hurt you all your life?

It sounds like it doesn't make sense.

Later, she didn't want to say anything.

Later, I wanted to say it, but I opened my mouth and couldn't say anything.

Ning Qian hasn't been to work for many days. Wen Xicong and Xiang Xiang often come to accompany her.

"Tu Tu, I know you are very sad, but you have been so silent, we are flustered, you have grievances, you are sad, you say it, OK?"

Mu Xiangxiang combed her hair and put his arms around her neck. He cried so much that his tears became a thread. Wen Xicong squatted beside the tea table and wiped his tears.

Hu Tu looked at them. She hooked her lips, shook her head, and pulled Mu Xiangxiang's hand. In her hand, she wrote, "I'm ok.".But she didn't want to. She cried even more.

Wen Xicong and Xue Kai are married.

On her wedding day, she became a bridesmaid, and a group of people coaxed her to laugh and talk.

She kept silent until the wedding banquet was over.

The host said that lovers get married.

Wen Xicong gave her the bouquet.

But only she knew that there was no more extravagant hope in her heart. It might be a dream to get married in this life.

This situation lasted for more than half a year.

In the middle, Mr. Ning came once, but he just stood at the door of the room and looked at her from a distance.

He left.

I don't know if it's really guilt, or her suicide, scaring him, or other reasons.

Since then, her life with Ning Qian has been calm again. They go shopping, buy vegetables and cook together.

Ning Qian worried about her and took all her work home.

She felt guilty.

Ning Qian says with a smile that if you earn enough money, you can enjoy life with her in the future.

She understood that he was only afraid and would be accompanied for 24 hours.

Time goes by day. Ning Qian is 34 years old and she is 29 years old.

One day not long before the Chinese new year, she just woke up, Ning Qian suddenly rushed in from the outside, looking a little excited.

Hu Tu faced him and blinked. Ning Qian pinched her face and said, "get up and get dressed. I'll take you to see someone."

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