At that moment, Xie Zhiwu's head exploded with a thud.
She knew that Mo Jingyao didn't love her, and if she could think that he would probably not love her child much. But he did not expect that he could be so straightforward, as if talking about an irrelevant thing, cruelly saying such a thing.
"You say it again?!" Her face was pale, her fingers sunk deeply into her palms, and she firmly squeezed the sheet tightly.
Mo Jingyao raised his face that had been drooping, staring at her with forbearance, half-paid, and finally said bitterly, "Jingshun, I haven't woken up yet."
Xie Zhiwu gritted his teeth and looked at him without making a sound.
"On the way to Guima Mountain, I have been thinking about how I should explain to Uncle Xie and Jingshun if something goes wrong with you, if something goes wrong with Zhige. His illness suddenly broke out, and he could still hold his breath. Call me, the song is more important to him than his life. Before going to the operating table, he held my hand, painfully speechless, and looked at me with red eyes. I know, he I want to tell me,'Brother, you must bring the song and the child back.'"
"I don't understand what this has to do with my baby."
Xie Zhiwu spit out these words coldly, but Mo Jingyao smiled sadly.
"I don't understand, it's just that my head is messed up now, really messed up. I don't know what I want to say, what I think is what I think, you will just listen." He finished with some helplessness. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and put the cigarettes in her mouth before remembering that it was still in the hospital ward, and she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so she threw it into the trash can next to her.
"Before I went, I knew that Song of her... was pregnant. This is probably one of the reasons why Jingshun was so anxious. It was Mo family’s child, my nephew, I can’t treat him as nonexistent, and I can’t help but consider him. His situation is safe. Choose one of the two. This is a situation I didn't expect. But A Wu, I had no choice at that moment. If I knew you also had a child..."
"Is there a difference?" Xie Zhiwu was aggrieved at the moment. It was an indescribable embarrassment. It was like a woman who drove up and down, but was rejected by others in the end.
"You know it now, but don't you let me remove him?!"
Mo Jingyao's eyes finally had a hint of panic at this moment. He subconsciously reached out to pull the little hand of Xie Zhiwu, but was swept away by the latter, full of resentment.
"I'm sorry." He muttered, looking at his hand outstretched in the air, "There are some things that I don't want you to understand, and you don't have to understand. I only want you to be happy and happy all your life. The children of Song of Songs are gone. Jingshun doesn't know when he can wake up. I don't want to lead you to walk their way again."
"So, you want me to take away the children, so you can not even your own children?!"
Xie Zhiwu couldn't help but choked, "Just because your beloved song has no children, and because your beloved song cannot be happy, you would rather use my child to bury her child?!"
"I don't understand, why can't I be happy? Don't you want me to be happy and happy all my life? This is the life you want to give me?! Life in the shadow of the song?!"
Mo Jingyao frowned in pain, "A Wu, no, you calm down, OK?"
"I admit, I like the song of the past. But... everything is not what you think, not even what I think. My song of... Now that I can’t tell, I don’t want to say it again. But you You have to understand, I never wanted to compare you with the song, nor did I want to use your happiness to be buried with the song. The song is the song, and you are you. At this point, I have never distinguished clearly. Chu."
"Clearly?" Xie Zhiwu laughed at herself. "If you can tell, you won't have sex with me, and this child won't exist. If you can tell, you won't be in bed with me, The name of the song called!"
From the beginning to the end of the whisper that was caught in her mouth, she didn't think it was her own name.
Mo Jingyao looked at her deeply, wanting to explain, half the salary, his mouth moved, but he only said a word more helplessly, "A Wu, can you listen to me once? I promise you, for the rest of my life I won’t leave you first. I can give you anything except... my child."
Xie Zhiwu finally realized what it was like to despair. She had thought about the feeling of complete giving up countless times, but no moment could break her down more than this moment.
"You think too much." She resisted the tremor and replied faintly, "I didn't say that this child belongs to you."
Mo Jingyao sighed, "It's time to stop the tricks of your children."
Xie Zhiwu's original intention was to get angry with Mo Jingyao and save herself a trace of face, but he didn't expect that Mo Jingyao would not get in. She was furious, staring at Mo Jingyao with red eyes. But Mo Jingyao seemed to be back to normal, arranging his clothes, stood up blankly, dropped the sentence "Anyway, this child can't stay", then turned and left.
"Don't stay, don't stay, don't stay!" She finally cried bitterly, "I will take it away tomorrow, so I won't give you a bastard!"
Mo Jingyao walked out the door in despair, and even Yan Hui, who was standing on the side, didn't see him. He pressed down the elevator like a marionette until he saw Mo Yu in the parking lot, and finally recovered.
"Resolved?" Mo Yu asked.
Without a word, Mo Jingyao took out the car key to open the door. Behind him, he was reluctant to say anything, grabbed his shoulder, and yelled urgently, "I ask you, did the girl listen to you!"
"Enough!" Mo Jingyao suddenly seemed mad, and pushed Mo Yu away, "One day, one day. Can you please stop bothering me, can you please let me be quiet for a while!"
Mo Yu had never seen such a gaffe Mo Jingyao, he staggered a few steps, and stood there for a while for a while. Until Mo Jingyao finally calmed down, he suppressed his voice and apologized to him, "I'm sorry."
He mocked himself and said, "You are my biological father anyway, I shouldn't have treated you like this. I apologize to you, I am wrong, don't mind you."
"She's obedient, even if she doesn't listen, you don't have to worry. Such a stubborn and proud person who is treated like this, how can she be willing to give birth to me with a shy face. Don't worry, from now on, she probably won't Having my baby will only be mad at me. In this way, you are satisfied."
After Mo Jingyao finished speaking, he turned around and opened the door to get into the car without looking back. He stepped on the accelerator severely, leaving Mo Yu alone in silence and left openly.
Xie Zhiwu was crying and crying, and after a glance, he found that there was a person standing at the door. She was taken aback, and the cries disappeared immediately. Wiping her eyes, she realized that the old god was looking at someone like her, and it was Yan Hui.
"Look at your sister!" She grunted a few times, sucking her nose, "Enough to see, are you happy?!"
Yan Hui walked to her bed in silence and sat down, shook his head.
Xie Zhiwu was anxious, and slapped him over with a slap. "Are you not happy yet? You want my old lady to be happy when he laughs and kicks her belly, isn't it?!"
Yan Hui grabbed the little hand in time and sighed helplessly, "Xie Zhiwu, in front of me, you don't have to pretend to be strong. If you want to cry, you can cry enough. However, I can't lend you my shoulders because The shirt I am wearing today is really expensive."
"screw you!"
As soon as Xie Zhiwu heard this, the sour, astringent and painful feeling in his heart seemed to become clear, and immediately began to choke again, "Who wants to cry, why cry. For a bastard, as for the old lady! He just doesn't. Love me, doesn't he just don't like my child, he doesn't like to have it, and my mother doesn't like to give birth to him!"
"Okay, don't give birth or give birth." Yan Hui embraced the crying little man, softly comforting.
Xie Zhiwu was nestled in Yan Hui's arms, and he did not forget to wipe his nose with his collar, "Isn't your shirt expensive!"
Yan Hui couldn't laugh or cry.
"You know, I have not been able to sleep well all these years."
After Xie Zhiwu ridiculed, he suddenly calmed down and spoke in a deep voice. Yan Hui didn't know what she wanted to say, so he was silent.
"After that time, when I slept, I always turned on the light. Sometimes I played some soft music, lit the incense to help sleep, and I even took sleeping pills for a while. But I still couldn't get a good night's sleep. Sleep till dawn."
"As long as I am unconscious, Yangzi's voice will sound in my ears. He always says to me, A Wu, let go, okay? I don't know why he always wants me to let go. He obviously let me go."
Her voice began to tremble, and together with her body, Yan Hui held the person in front of her chest tightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable in her heart.
"I don't know what else I can let go of, until today I finally understand. You said, Yangzi has always stayed by my side and looked at me?"
Yan Hui tightened his arms again, "Yes, he is guarding you."
Xie Zhiwu leaned on Yan Hui's shoulder, listening to his words, half-paid, and finally softly said, "Then, Yan Hui, do me a favor, okay?"
Xie Zhiwu's operation is scheduled for the third day.
Mo Jingyao never appeared, and the elders of the Xie Mo family did not agree with her decision except Mo Yu. In the end, only Yan Hui was the only person guarding the operating room.
A few days after the operation, news came from Yu Qi that Wang Wu's body had been found. Xie Zhiwu begged Yan Hui to take her to see, but Yan Hui had no choice but to accompany her throughout the whole process, for fear that she would faint as soon as she was stimulated.
The doctor said, her body, I am afraid it will take a while to recover.
After seeing Wang Wu's body, Xie Zhiwu's expression was more serious than ever. Yan teased her back, "Why, don't you want to ● 31 novel app download address ● Eating tofu bubble?"
Xie Zhiwu shook his head and sighed, "This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."
Without waiting for Yan to reply, Xie Zhiwu lowered her head and touched her flat belly, "I can't stay here anymore. For him, I'm afraid I will hide for a while."
A week later, the airport.
Xie Zhiwu didn't notify anyone beforehand, and deliberately didn't send a message to everyone until the moment before boarding. Mo Jingyao actually called when he was about to shut down after sending the message.
"Do you have to go?" he asked, his voice inexplicably lost, "if it's because of..."
Xie Zhiwu smiled faintly, "I think you have misunderstood. I didn't want to leave you because of a child."
"It's just Mo Jingyao. I think we have known each other for too long in this life, so if we are not careful, we will run out of fate." (to be continued) (end of this chapter)