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This is the man she has always loved and tried to save.
Having been so slandered and hurt by him, she wished she could bump her head and die here.
It's just not good, there is still a small life in her stomach.
She struggled to crawl towards him, unable to move an inch every step, her hands tightly clutching his trouser legs, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked up at him resentfully.
With tears in her eyes, she begged bitterly: "Fu Chunxi, I won't stop you. You can marry Yang Keyuan or anyone else. I swear that I will never appear in front of you in the future. Even if I beg you, let me keep him OK?"
Fu Chunxi bent slightly, and his long arms fell to her shoulders, trying to pull her up.
Song Yijing turned a blind eye, and only knew to ask blindly: "Please promise me? He is our child and yours!"
Fu Chunxi's eyes gradually dimmed, and he suddenly looked away, no longer looking at her pleading little face.
Simply and neatly issued the ultimatum: "Yijing, the only thing I can't promise you is this, the one in my stomach must be removed!"
The word "get rid of" was like a sharp long needle piercing her heart. She was so frightened that her hands couldn't help shaking, and they fell to the ground.
The whole person sat on the ground like a wandering soul.
Until a strange noise came, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.
The person who came in reported respectfully: "Young Master Fu, everything has been arranged!"
Song Yijing, who was in a state of insanity, suddenly screamed: "You devil, devil! Don't come here, no one can hurt my child!"
With disheveled hair, her eyes were staring scarlet, she slapped her hands indiscriminately, screaming in pain, making a last desperate fight.
Seeing her insane appearance, Fu Chunxi became ruthless, and urged sharply: "Hurry up and do it!"
Song Yijing let out a heart-piercing cry, his nails dug into the ground and broke due to too much force.
Two strong men held her struggling body tightly. Regardless of the pain in her legs, she kicked frantically, trying to land on the ground.
But the ghost threshold is getting closer and closer.
In despair, she cursed in despair: "Fu Chunxi, I hate you, I hate you! If there is an afterlife, I would rather die than meet you again!"
Fu Chunxi stood there still while maintaining a movement, and the stern accusation "I hate you" lingered in his mind over and over again, beating his heart.
He clenched his fists and made a secret determination: "When everything is settled, Yijing, we will be back to the past soon."
Song Yijing was dragged directly to the operating room. The flickering light source and the smell of disinfectant made her nauseous.
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape the next nightmare.
She was like a fish at the mercy of others, her hands and feet were tied to the operating table.
Watching helplessly, the doctor in a white coat approached her with a syringe filled with anesthetic.
She knew very well that as long as the injection was given, her child would be killed without anyone noticing.
Tears flowed like a fountain, blurring everything.
"Fu Chunxi, you killed your own flesh and blood with your own hands. Since then, you and I have been strangers, and I will never forgive you until death!"
In the boundless darkness, there is no way out.
Suddenly there was a baby's mournful cry: "Wow"
From time to time, I heard the baby speak: "Mom, why don't you want me?"
She tried to see the child clearly, to touch him.
And what touched the palm was a sticky feeling, and the bright red blood kept gushing out, gathering more and more, dyeing the darkness red.
She cried out anxiously: "My child, child!"
She woke up with a start, and what she saw was a magnified face of Sister Wang.
"Madam, wait for me, I'll inform Mr.!"
Her hand tremblingly stretched out to her lower abdomen, and there was a faint feeling of falling pain somewhere.
She thought she was just having a nightmare, but the truth is so cruel!
When Sister Wang was about to step out, she yelled frantically: "Don't go, I don't want to see him, he is a murderer, a devil!"
While talking, he tried to get up, but failed to push down the shelf on which the water was hanging.
In desperation, Sister Wang could only go back to appease her emotions.
?Because she couldn't get up, Song Yijing stared blankly at the ceiling, shedding tears silently.
I don't knowOnly then did she fall asleep again, until she vaguely felt someone wiping her face and hands, whispering softly in her ear.
The moment she opened her eyelids, she saw the person she had been looking forward to day and night not long ago, who could appear by her side.
But now that he really appeared in her sight, her heart was full of resentment besides endless pain.
The revenge of killing a son is irreconcilable!
With the remaining strength, she shouted: "Get out, get out!"
Fu Chunxi seemed very at a loss, and comforted anxiously: "Yijing, you must calm down now, if you don't get angry, you will hurt your body!"
Song Yijing just finds it extremely ridiculous, everything he is doing now, in her opinion, is just a hypocrisy.
With a wave of her hand, she threw everything at him: "Get out, I don't want to see you!"
Fu Chunxi hesitated for a while, and then decided to leave first. When he left, he stopped at the door and watched for a long time, and then closed the door.
Immediately asked Sister Wang to take good care of her and notify him immediately if anything happened.
Lying on the hospital bed, Song Yijing looked at the door with tears in her eyes. She was lying here before, hoping so much that he would push it open.
At that time, as long as he was willing to come, she would be as happy as if she was in heaven.
But now even if she was around her, she couldn't feel the slightest bit of happiness.
"Fu Chunxi, we can never go back. From the moment you decide to kill the child, we will say goodbye!"
In the next few days, she was still lying on the bed, and the bouquet she liked on the windowsill would be replaced in time every day.
She even met her father, and she didn't know how Fu Chunxi concealed the matter. When her father saw her, he only asked her to take good care of her body. As for her mother, she would take good care of her.
He also told her to live a good life with Fu Chunxi, saying that his son-in-law is really rare.
At that moment, Song Yijing just listened quietly, struggling violently in her heart.
Even though he has won the favor of her parents now, he alone can't shake her. The pain of losing a child is always there, reminding himself of his ruthlessness in his bones.
I don't know if the warning after she first woke up had an effect, anyway, since then, she hasn't seen Fu Chunxi when she was awake.
Of course, she was too lazy to find out everything about him. Sometimes Sister Wang would deliberately remind him of his name, saying that this and that were all prepared by the husband himself.
She would immediately interrupt the topic.
She is not stupid to see that some small details can only be done in the past when they were passionately in love.
It's just that what's the use of doing this now, and what can make up for it, the kind of heartache that she was separated from her flesh and blood. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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