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"You bitch! You are still harming my son! " Lu Qingge didn't care about the first slap Lu Qingli rewarded him with, but she cared about the fact that Lu Jinghao didn't beat Lu Qingli up, and instead came to punish Mu Ziyang.

"Hehe, in your heart, you're still the most important."

Lu Qingli, who had seen through everything, laughed at Lu Qingge emotionlessly.

Lu Qingge was firmly held back by the Nanny Liu, but she was still unyielding, "You just want me to die! Then don't pretend here! You also asked me why I wanted Li Yang to die with me! If you dare to hit him while I'm still alive, if I'm not, then wouldn't you want to eat him?! "

When others saw everything, they could only say that every family had their own problems, but the person in this situation was so unconscious that his eyes were blinded by the emotions of the primal chaos.

Then the matter of him getting rid of Qinghuan's child, is it what he deserves?!

Lu Qingli did not collapse, she had long passed the stage where she could not control her emotions, and now, she could be considered to have been reborn from the flames, breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

"She deserves it! She deserved it! You bunch of bastard children, you deserve to die! "

In the chaos, Nanny Liu saw Mu Ziyang rushing out of the sickroom, but she still held onto Lu Qingge tightly, not allowing her to fight with him. Forget about the two sisters being uninjured, if such a terrible thing really happened, Old Master Lu would probably be angered to death.

Lu Jinghao calmed himself down and threw the frantic Lu Qingge onto the sickbed.

"Have you gone mad enough!"

Immediately after, a resounding slap landed on Lu Qingge's face.

Silence reigned in the ward.

After a long while, as Lu Qingge laid on the sickbed, tears flowed down, she let out a plaintive, ghost-like voice, "Lu Qingli, now, you should be happy, right?"

"I'll only be happy if you die."

With that, Lu Qingli walked out of the sickroom with a cold expression.

She was like a superwoman, shuttling quickly through the crowded hospital, until she finally found the obstetrics and gynecology building. did not have the time to look for her.

After asking Jian Yang about the room's number, Lu Qingli quickly rushed over.

With her weakened face without any trace of blood, Lu Qingli could only choke on her words.

"Sis." The green beard that had sprouted on Jian Yang's chin overnight made him look exceptionally old. When he saw Lu Qingli, he did not forget to let her sit.

"Take a seat."

Lu Qingli sat on the side of Qinghuan's bed. Looking at her weak appearance, she softly asked Jian Yang, "Are you still awake?"

"Yes." Jian Yang's voice changed, and he could not bear to force him to speak anymore.

If time can reverse, I'm willing to risk my life, and I don't want you to suffer like this.

Lu Qingli helped Qinghuan cover her blanket more tightly.

From the moment Qinghuan found out that she was pregnant, Lu Qingli had been happy with her as he watched her turn into a girl and become a new role.

Qinghuan often held Lu Qingli's hand, begging her to teach him how to take care of her children, and even ordered Jian Yang to take some time to accompany her to study the necessary classes for a parturient.

She had taken care of the BOBO as she grew up. She saw the little life in her stomach coming into this world, laughing with them, crying with them, growing up together, growing old, witnessing the changes in this world, but it was gone overnight.

Lu Qingli's gaze gradually moved to Qinghuan's lower abdomen. In her life space, there was no longer that little beating heart.

However, when she lifted her hand to wipe it, she discovered that her face was extremely dry and fresh. She no longer had any tears, she had even left her tears in the dark room that no one knew about.

Lu Qingli just sat there quietly, looking at Qinghuan's face which was getting thinner and thinner. If it wasn't for Fu Huiya's sudden death, she wouldn't have lost weight so quickly. Her frail body had already suffered a mental blow from the loss of her mother. While she was still recuperating, she discovered that all the work she had done before had been wasted.

Suddenly, Lu Qingli saw tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

She was awake. Just like him, she pretended that she was still dreaming. In dreams, you can be carefree; in dreams, you can escape reality; in dreams, you can pretend that nothing has happened, that you don't know anything.

"Qinghuan."

However, what Qinghuan wanted to do now was not just to escape.

Lu Qingli whispered to her.

Jian Yang only thought that it was because of Lu Qingli's myriad of thoughts. Suddenly, he couldn't help but call out, lifted his head, and once again lowered it.

"Sis …"

Qinghuan did not open her eyes, but weakly called out to Lu Qingli.

"Qinghuan!" When Jian Yang saw that Qinghuan had woken up, he was especially happy. However, Qinghuan suddenly pulled up her blanket and covered her head.

"Go away!"

Lu Qingli knew the reason behind her outburst. She used her eyes to ask Jian Yang to go out, but Jian Yang also acted like a child.

"Qinghuan, it's me. I'm accompanying you."

As Jian Yang drew closer, Qinghuan began to sob.

"I beg of you …" "You can leave now …"

Lu Qingli pushed Jian Yang's hand, allowing him to go out first. Resisting the pain in his heart, Jian Yang wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and left the sickroom.

"Qinghuan, let's accept this."

Lu Qingli also wanted to cry with Qinghuan, but she didn't have a single tear.

"Sis …" After a long time, Qinghuan finally revealed her face, "I hate them! I hate them! "

"I know." Lu Qingli gently placed her palm on Qinghuan's forehead.

Qinghuan had changed. She was no longer crying as mischievously as before.

Qinghuan had grown up. Lu Qingli's face unexpectedly revealed a pleased smile.

"We'll never go back there. Let's move somewhere else and start over, okay?"

Lu Qingli had wanted to say this a long time ago. It was just that at that time, she hadn't thought of the right place. Now, she finally understood that someone like her, who was afraid of the cold, should move to the warm south. The winter in Beijing was so cold that even spring was making people sick.

Qinghuan did not reply, she only nodded her head. A part of her body was still in pain, and any pain that could be touched could not even be compared to the pain that could gouge out one's heart.

"So, go and face Jian Yang, he didn't do anything wrong."

Lu Qingli gently caressed Qinghuan's head, just like how she used to tell her bedtime stories in her childhood, allowing her to be calm and at ease.

"Sis, will Jian Yang blame me … Blame me for not taking good care of you... Our former child … "

"No. You will have children again. "

Lu Qingli was braver and stronger than ever before. She needed this kind of encouragement from her.

Thus, Lu Qingli walked out of the sickroom.

Jian Yang was taller than her by a head. He usually looked like a fresh and tall young man, but now, he looked like a middle-aged uncle.

It was said in the book that suffering could change a person's character, but it didn't mean that it would change a person's appearance. But Lu Qingli really felt that they had changed, and she didn't need to look in the mirror to know what kind of cold and proud face Lu Qingli had right now.

"Go and see her. She needs you."

Lu Qingli's phone vibrated in her pocket again. She suddenly hated this communication device, because it would vibrate endlessly when she needed it most.

The screen displayed Lu Jinghao's number. This was the person that Lu Qingli hated to see the most. She hung up.

Looking back, he saw the small window on the ward's door. It looked like a transparent little glass box at the moment, containing the delicate figure of Qinghuan and the Jian Yang who was supporting her.

If only I could put you in there and never be disturbed by this filthy world again.

Lu Qingli didn't want to be mixed in and disturb the two of them again. After all, this was a wound that grew in both of their hearts at the same time. If they were willing to face it together, the pain would disappear faster.

Therefore, Lu Qingli gave them a quiet space and walked towards another building.

She really wanted to see Yang Fan. If she knew that everything about Yang Fan was alright, she still wanted to, or, to be more precise, wanted to see that man who had too many secrets — Mu Wenshu.

After walking through the empty corridor of two buildings in a row, a ray of sunshine poured down onto Lu Qingli's body.

She wore the warm golden sun, but she could not open her eyes.

There were too many beautiful and luxurious things that were dazzling, but right now, she didn't need those. She wanted a true tranquility, a true peace.

In the reflection of the glass door at the end of the corridor, Lu Qingli saw herself. The cold face was what she had imagined it would be.

The smile faded from her face. Lu Qingli had finally grown into the appearance of her dreams.