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I was still in Mu Huainan's embrace with my eyes closed, vaguely hearing the sounds of fighting, begging for mercy, starting the engine, and running away.

"Keep them all, don't move a single one of them!"

It scared me so much that my neck shrank back and I was held even tighter by Mu Huainan.

The fat one with the big ears.

But I didn't see who had the gun.

Then I heard a second, a third.

"Bang, bang, bang ~ ~ ~"

After a series of gunshots, it was the musclemen who fell to the ground consecutively, screaming miserably, bleeding from their crotch one after another, rolling and wailing on the ground.

Terrifying amounts of blood flowed from their ankles, and large patches of red covered their bodies.

I stuck close to Mu Huainan's chest and heard his heartbeat "bang bang bang".

He could also hear the thud and thud of the gun in his hand.

I was suddenly afraid to look at his face.

On the way back, Mu Huainan hugged me tightly and sat in the back seat of the car with me. The atmosphere was heavy.

My consciousness would occasionally become clear, and sometimes I would faint. The only thing that wouldn't change, however, was that I could feel that Mu Huainan's body was constantly trembling.

I wanted to frighten him.

I tried to reach out, but all I could do was move my fingers. I couldn't tell him I was okay.

Then, I really think, I fell into a deep dream again. In the dream, I was locked in endless darkness. I yelled, but no one paid attention. I waved, but even I couldn't see my own fingers. I could feel my body sinking, sinking, getting darker and colder.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands dragged my body. Those hands had a unique warmth as they wrapped around my waist and pulled me into their embrace.

I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but when I stretched out my hand I could feel his hard chest and his broad body.

He wanted to be a hero who brought me light and hope, who descended from the sky and carried me out of the sea of suffering.

It gave me everything.

Suddenly, the pain in his stomach caused him to wake up from his coma.

Looking at Mu Huainan who is standing by the side of the bed, in front of him is my Fu Chen.

I'm already home.

"An An, you're awake!"

Mu Huainan's eyes had been wandering all over my face, so he caught me just as I slightly opened my eyes. He said in surprise and joy, "Are you hungry?

His voice was so gentle that water was about to drip from it.

My heart sank, and I could not extricate myself.

Fortunately it was only a few superficial wounds, nothing major. Miss Lu was just terrified, I just need to rest for a few days. " Fu Chen took off his white gloves and packed up his diagnosis tools. At the same time, he looked in Mu Huainan's direction with some hesitation.

"You …" After packing up, he said, "There's something else that I need to talk to you about."

Then, Mu Huainan followed Fu Chen out.

Looking at the tightly shut door, I could roughly guess what Fu Chen had told him after he went out.

He must have found out I was pregnant.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I didn't know how he would deal with this matter. Will he marry me? He will. This is what he promised me.

His heart was filled with happiness. Just by thinking about it, he felt as though his happiness was about to spill out.

It's a pity that I didn't tell him about it myself. In such a strange situation, I let him know that I had become his father.

Only after a long time did Mu Huainan return to his room. His expression was heavy and was completely different from what I had imagined.

My heart sank.

He sat on the edge of my bed, took my hand from under the covers, and asked me softly, "Would you like some porridge or noodles?"

I'm not in the mood to think about eating right now, because Mu Huainan's expression surprised me.

He seems. He didn't seem very happy.

"Uncle Huainan." I asked him: "Just now, what did Uncle Fu Chen say when he called you out?"

With an unnatural expression, he shook his head. "It's nothing. It's something that has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me, so why are you avoiding me by telling me about it?"

"An'an." This time, Mu Huainan's call for me was a little fierce.

I wasn't happy either, so I said to him in a stiff tone, "Is Uncle Fu Chen telling you that I … …" I paused. It takes courage to say this.

"You're fine, and the baby is fine."

I looked at him, and when it came to children, he didn't smile, and there was no happiness in his eyes.

It was just that the downcast expression on his face didn't show any sadness or joy.

I felt a little sad, and the hand under the quilt tightened around him.

"Uncle Huainan." I had been full of expectation, but now I felt a pang in my heart. "Aren't you happy?"

Mu Huainan looked at me, his deep eyes carrying a bit of apology.

"An An, listen to me."

He didn't answer me directly, and I had no desire to listen any longer.

"You don't want this child, do you?" I asked him, aggressive and unyielding. "You regret saying you want to marry me, don't you?"

"It's not like that." Mu Huainan was getting anxious. He stood up, took his hand out from my hand and took it out from under the blanket, then hung it by his side: "The situation is different now, something has happened, and it's very troublesome."

He still didn't dare to bring the subject up to the child.

Little by little, the more he explained, the more confused my heart became.

"It's not that the situation is different, it's that you are different."

He was about to leave after finishing his meal.

"You don't want me anymore, right?"

Unable to hold it in, tears began to fall.

I was crying until he was in a mess. The calm eyes that even the rain and the blood and the wind had seen, at the moment my tears fell, were filled with panic.

He leaned over and sat beside me. Reaching under the covers, I tried to shake my hand.

I quietly avoided it.

His head was also turned to the side, not looking at him.

It was as if his heart was filled with water. He didn't have the time to touch it. Just a touch was enough to cause great waves and great waves to leak out from his eyes.

"An'an."

He called to me, his voice hoarse and shaky.

I froze, and in the next second his hand was in his stroking hand. He came closer, and with his other hand he passed under my neck, allowing me to rest in his arms.

I didn't move, like a cold corpse.

"Listen to me."

I don't want to hear anything.

"You're still young, so we have plenty of time in the future to properly give birth to and raise children. I won't abandon you, never."

I looked back at him with tears in my eyes, unable to believe that what I had just said had come out of his mouth.

"You are determined not to have this child, aren't you?"

Mu Huainan sighed.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."

I think I understand.

His heart was as clear as a mirror. In an instant, he understood everything.

"You don't want it, I want it." I hardened my heart. This time, it was probably the most rebellious moment for Mu Huainan and I to experience together for the past few years.

"An An, listen up."

"I'm going to sleep."

I slipped down from Mu Huainan's arms and rested my head on the pillow. My back was facing him and I covered myself tightly with the blanket.

The collapsed bed behind him bounced up and Mu Huainan left my room. The last sentence he left behind when he walked out was:

"When you are well, I will take you to make the child."

Then the door closed and the room was dark.

In the silence of the night, I could no longer bear it and burst into tears.

I didn't cry when I was threatened by the group of musclemen. I didn't cry when I became the target of ridicule for the entire school. No matter how difficult or difficult the condition was, I could still endure it and persevere, not using my tears to vent my emotions.

But when Mu Huainan said he didn't want this child.

I can't help it anymore.

He thought of the protective layer that he had spent so much effort to build up over the years collapse overnight, and the debris on top of it was still covered in dust.

Those ashes were the shattered bits and pieces that I had gone through great difficulty to give away. What it took me three years to build up, on a night like this, in his nonchalant voice, was gone.

The debris from the collapse, the dust and smoke, piled up in my heart. Thick, layer after layer, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sweep it away. I was buried like this in this pile of dust, unable to move, unable to breathe, almost dying from the discomfort.

I couldn't find the exit, escape the exit from the smoke, just as I couldn't find any reason why he didn't want the child.

The pillow under my head was completely wet, and in the darkness I wanted to talk to myself, to whisper in the silence, softly, softly, I heard my own tears, heard my own quavering voice, reached out to the nearby pillow line, and felt the cold there. The loneliness and coldness of the night were finally absorbed by me. My emotions were on the verge of collapse, and this despair broke through the clouds. Tear me to pieces. Submerge me.

I suddenly wondered if it would be better if I died at the hands of those men tonight.

At least I don't have to be so confused, speculating on all the reasons he doesn't love me, being here alone and suffering so much.

It was too hard.

The world is full of people who abandoned me. Three years ago, I was abandoned by my parents and brought back home by Mu Huainan. Now, I have once again been abandoned by him.

If I died in their hands, Mu Huainan wouldn't feel too sad, and he wouldn't be tangled up because of me, and I would be able to escape from the fate of being abandoned time and time again.

That would be a good ending.

It was so cold at night that he almost thought he was really dead.

Outside of Tinga I could hear the rain, and I put my hand on my belly. The child is too young now for me to feel his life.

But I know he exists, in my body, in my heart.

Baby, don't worry, even if your dad doesn't want you, you still have me.

I won't let you suffer the same fate as me, that of being abandoned for the rest of your life.

I will always protect you, just like all the great mothers in the world.

After a sleepless night, I passed out early the next morning because I was too tired.

He would just treat it as sleep.

When I woke up, Mu Huainan was not by my side.

I only saw Shen Xiuyuan who was worriedly sitting there.

He saw me wake up and gave me an ugly smile.

"An An, you're awake."

I looked around, trying to.

"Where's the Uncle Huainan?"

"He went back to the company."

"Oh."

He wasn't even willing to stay any longer.

What is it, what makes him and me like this?

I did the wrong thing.

He had changed.