Mentioning these two words, she still felt a dull pain in her heart. People are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. She had rarely even thought about it in these years, let alone the child, who suddenly mentioned, My throat feels like it's suffocating~щww~~lā
Chi Huan bit his lip and took a while to calm down his breathing. "It's my fault what happened to the child. I couldn't keep him..."
The man spoke two words between his teeth, "Keep it?"
"I really didn't know that I was pregnant at that time... and I really never thought about getting rid of him," she spoke very slowly, as if every word was difficult to say, "At that time, Lawrence forced me to break up with you... let I lied to you that I was pregnant, and then made you think that I had aborted the child... I didn't want to do this, and then I found out I was pregnant... I always thought it was him who had done something, so I kept telling you, I Not pregnant."
She lowered her head, under the warm but dim light, and under the sound of her slow deliberation, the woman in this picture seemed to be about to shed big tears at any time, falling on the back of her hand that was holding his clothes. superior.
In fact, when Mo Shiqian looked down at her, he always expected tears to fall.
That should be more appropriate.
But never.
There were no drops of water falling down, and her voice was not choked with sobs.
Mo Shiqian said, "You told me the same thing five years ago."
[No... I didn't want to get rid of the child, I didn't know... I really didn't know we had a child... I'm sorry.]
"Mrs. Mo asked the servant to add abortion pills to breakfast. I didn't know until I had abdominal pain... I was really pregnant. Lawrence called me the money afterwards... I didn't ask for it, and I didn't know it beforehand."
Outside was the sound of the waves that seemed to never stop.
The room was so silent that there was no sound of breathing.
Chi Huan let go and said the last words, "I can't make you believe it. It's your choice whether to believe it or not."
"Chi Huan, you should know that no one can prove what you said."
Lawrence is dead.
Mrs. Mo... told Mo Shiqian about the consequences of medically aborting his child. This was an obvious opinion that she would never admit.
As for other people...such as Mo Xigu, he was not involved and had emotional tendencies and factors, so there is no decisive persuasion - if you must have some iron-clad witness or physical evidence.
What's more, it's been five years.
"Yes, I probably can't prove it."
In fact, if she really has to prove it, it's not like there is nothing she can do. For example, Mu Xi...
Although she had already deleted the video and Lawrence would not keep it, she was probably aware of what Mu Xi had experienced, but such a confrontation was meaningless.
"Why didn't you say it at the beginning? You didn't mean to say anything when I was leaving."
She twitched her lips and said, "You are already married, so there is no point in talking about this."
"Is it interesting now?"
Chi Huan was silent for a while and said, "Tangtang asked me to fight for it."
Mo Shiqian's deep eyes were so dark that ink dripped from his eyes. The lines of his jaw were tense and his breathing was heavy. The air pressure in the entire living room was brought down by him.
The doorbell rang at the right time, breaking the deadlock.
Mo Shiqian glanced at the large area of skin on her shoulders and chest that were exposed to the air. The places that were said not to be exposed were not exposed, but the ups and downs under the collarbone were vaguely revealed.
He reached out to pick up the shawl she had left on the sofa and put it back on her, then raised his foot to open the door without saying a word.
Outside the door was the hotel waiter, "Mr. Mo, your new order for dinner."
The man said indifferently, "Well, change the ones on the dining table."
The waiter pushed the dining cart in, and quickly and skillfully replaced all the cold meals with a table of exactly the same sumptuous dinner that had just been made.
"You two, please use it slowly."
After the waiter went out, Mo Shiqian stood there across a coffee table, putting his hands in the pockets of his trousers, "Let's go eat."
Chi Huan looked up at him, "Aren't you going to say something?"
"say what?"
She frowned, "Whatever."
He said calmly, "You said it yourself, do you still have time?"
Chi Huan looked at him for a while, then raised his hands to close the shawl on his shoulders, then got up and walked into the restaurant.
As soon as she sat down, she realized that the man had followed her and sat down opposite her.
She picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of steak and put it into her mouth. As she chewed it slowly, she realized that he was staring at her under the light. This unexpected discovery made her almost choke, and she coughed for a while. Slow down.
Mo Shiqian just frowned and looked at her.
Chi Huan took a sip of the red wine and felt that the atmosphere was really weird. He asked again the question he had asked before but got no answer, "Have you eaten it?"
"No."
“…”
She then said, "You can eat together."
His tone was normal, "I only ordered for one person."
Chi Huan, "..."
She didn't quite understand his brain circuitry. Since she didn't eat, why didn't she order more than just the same one
"Then ask someone to send you another one."
"I will not eat."
Chi Huan, "..."
If you don't want to eat, why do you follow her to the restaurant and watch her eat
Normally it would be fine, but after what happened just now, doesn't he feel that it's awkward to get along like this
Chi Huan really didn't understand his intention and couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He lowered his head and looked at the food on the table. He put down the knife and fork in his hand and picked something he usually liked and moved it to him. In front of him, "Then you can eat with me. I can't eat so much, and it's very late now. Eating too much is bad for the stomach."
Mo Shiqian glanced at the foie gras she picked out and hummed, accepting her proposal.
It is said to be for one person, but in fact it is not enough for one person to finish, and there are spare utensils.
Chi Huan basically didn't raise his head during the entire meal. He lowered his head and ate quietly. He ate very slowly, not eating much, and there was no communication throughout the process.
Usually men eat quickly, but this time I don't know who is faster than usual, or who slows down deliberately. After Chi Huan finished his meal, the man was still eating elegantly and slowly.
"I went back to my room to sleep."
Mo Shiqian did not raise his head and said quietly, "It is easy to accumulate food if you go to bed right after eating, which is not good for your health."
"Then I'll go to the balcony and stand for a while to enjoy some fresh air."
"Um."
Chi Huan stood up. She was wearing hotel slippers, which were very light and made almost no sound when she left the dining table and chairs.
After the sound of her footsteps disappeared, the man in the restaurant stopped eating. After a few seconds, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, raised his hand to pour a glass of red wine, and raised the tall glass to his lips. side.
He closed his eyes, the fragrant wine flowed down his throat, and the image of her on the sofa just now appeared in his mind.