So far, Song Jiamu still doesn't understand why she insisted on entering the entertainment industry, and why she didn't hesitate to hurt him, their children, and their own flesh and blood.
That child will be the eternal pain in his heart...
Even he himself doesn't know when he will forget about that matter and stop caring about it!
Whenever he thinks of her, of their past, he always thinks of that.
Even now, he doesn't know how to face her.
Thinking about it, Song Jiamu let out another long sigh...
He suddenly stretched out his hands, picked up Mi Lan who was lying drunk on the sofa at this time, and then strode towards the bedroom.
Everything in this house has not changed, the furniture was chosen by him at the beginning...
And all of this has been completely preserved.
It's just a big double bed, it looks a bit lonely here...
Song Jiamu stood at the door of the bedroom, lost in thought for a while, then walked over with Mi Lan in his arms.
He put her on the bed|, lifted the quilt to cover her.
At this moment, Mi Lan suddenly opened her eyes drunkenly.
When she saw Song Jiamu, she was incredulous at first, and then suddenly smiled happily...
"Jiamu!" She sat up from the bed in surprise, without saying a word, she opened her hands and hugged Song Jiamu's neck firmly.
She must be dreaming...
Song Jiamu was hugged by her and sat on the bed, his whole body froze.
"Jiamu, it's really you, I'm not dreaming!" Mi Lan tightly hugged his neck and refused to let go, wishing to cling to his body.
She thought it was a dream, and she was afraid that when she woke up, the man in front of her would disappear!
...
Song Jiamu didn't say anything, but let her hug quietly.
"Jiamu... I was wrong, please forgive me..." Mi Lan's voice was full of choking.
She shouldn't have killed their children for the so-called career...
She was wrong... If time could be turned back, she would rather not enter the entertainment industry, would rather not be a star, would rather be an ordinary person, and keep that child.
Hearing her confessing voice, Song Jiamu's heart ached even more...
"Jiamu, don't hate me, please... don't leave me, please..." Mi Lan hugged him and burst into tears.
By now, she had already discovered that she could do without anything.
Fame, money, she can have nothing, nothing.
But she can't live without him.
Hearing her cry so uncomfortable, Song Jiamu finally couldn't help it, and stretched out his arms to hug her waist, with a bit of pain in his voice.
"Stop crying, go to sleep!" He tried to push her away from him, but Mi Lan hugged her tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.
"I don't want to sleep... I don't want to sleep..." She shook her head violently, no, he will disappear after she sleeps!
"..." Seeing this, Song Jiamu had no choice but to let her hold her quietly.
"I'm not going to be a star anymore, Jiamu, will you marry me?" She sniffed and said in a crying voice.
Only in her dream did she have the courage to say these words.
Hearing this, Song Jiamu froze for a moment.
She said let him marry her...
Many years ago, he wanted to marry her more than anyone else.
But now...he didn't know how to answer her.
"You're still blaming me..." Seeing that he didn't speak, Mi Lan's heart ached.