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Chapter 22 The Walking Dead

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    Soon it was the day when she would be discharged from the hospital, and the matter had come to an end, she didn't want to hide from her parents the fact that she and Fu Chunxi had ended, she had made up her mind to go back to her natal family.

    Sister Wang tried her best to dissuade: "Madam, no, sir said that he must take you home!"

    Song Yijing replied indifferently: "Sister Wang, don't call me wife, I and Fu Chunxi"

    At this point in the conversation, a slender figure suddenly appeared.

    Song Yijing didn't want to be alone with him, and just wanted to follow Sister Wang out.

    A pair of thick big bracelets were put on her body, and her tone was helpless and sour: "Yijing, don't get angry with me anymore, okay?"

    The sudden hug, the warmth that belonged to her in the past really came.

    But her body couldn't feel a trace of warmth. The broken heart was permeated with a deep chill, which spread to the whole body.

    She struggled, and responded sarcastically as he did to her: "Fu Chunxi, don't be so hypocritical, you don't get bored, I'm sick of hearing it!"

    She struggled fiercely, and the tighter he circled her, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

    But Song Yijing didn't appreciate it, and aimed directly at his arm, her teeth pierced into the flesh, and she could smell the blood.

    The man hugging her didn't move, and his unsteady voice sounded for a moment: "Yijing, if it makes you feel better, just bite!"

    Song Yijing turned into a desolate smile, raised his eyes, and there was no more nostalgia in his watery eyes: "Fu Chunxi, you are enough, let me go, hello and me!"

    Fu Chunxi's black pupils stared at her without blinking, and there was no trace of warmth in those delicate eyebrows. Her determination was beyond his imagination.

    He hugged her body tightly in shock, and murmured stubbornly: "I don't, Yijing, let's go home together, let's start again, everything will be fine!"

    Her face was nestled tightly against his chest, and she could feel the ups and downs of his emotions.

    The mixed flavors tossed and turned in her chest, which made her heartbroken.

    She forced herself to push him away, her rustling voice was like a withered leaf in the autumn wind: "Stop kidding yourself, we can't go back!"

    Fu Chunxi only felt a pain in his heart, as if a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties hit his chest again and again, the pain made him unable to think.

    All he knew was that he would take her away no matter what, so he swept his big hands back and hugged her up to the waist.

    Along the way, regardless of her beating, he only wanted to take her back.

    Soon Song Yijing was forced to get in the car and headed for that familiar home.

    But now there is no meaning to her.

    She lost her child, all thanks to the man she loves the most by her side, so how can she face him again?

    Fu Chunxi saw her sitting there like a puppet, her plain face was bloodless, and her body was so frighteningly light.

    He was heartbroken. It turned out that he had done many wrong things in the past six months.

    He treated her coldly and violently, trying to take revenge on her, and at the same time tormenting himself.

    Right now, he is afraid that she will completely chill him, and he is really afraid that she will leave.

    He anxiously tried to hold her little hand, but his hand was spinning in mid-air, and it took a long time to fall.

    He heard his voice trembling, and he begged piously slowly, "Yijing, give me another chance, okay?"

    Song Yijing stared out of the car window obsessively, as if she had never heard of it, bitterness spread in her heart, it was too late, and now nothing was said.

    Even when he got out of the car, he deliberately carried her down as well.

    She lay half in his arms, looking at the house in front of her.

    At this moment, she felt his care in every possible way, and the two of them seemed to have returned to the past when they were glued together, but they paid an irreparable price.

    The room is no longer as deserted as it used to be. As soon as you enter the door, you can clearly feel the changes inside, and a lot of pleasing things have been added.

    There are flowers and plants, colorful gadgets, and the faint sound of wind chimes.

    Is he trying his best to please her so that she can forget the pain of losing her son?

    She was just silent, with no emotions on her face.

    Until he placed her on the bed, sat patiently on the edge of the bed and asked: "Yijing, do you have anything to eat? Or sleep first?"

    Song Yijing didn't respond, she just lay down slowly until her back was facing her.? him.

    Fu Chunxi sat there silently until his back was a little stiff, he tucked her under the quilt, and finally took her into the room gently.

    Song Yijing opened her eyelids, tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

    "Fu Chunxi, even if you pour your heart and soul out to me now, it will be in vain!"

    When she woke up again, she smelled the aroma of chicken soup.

    Fu Chunxi slowly helped her up, then picked up the bowl, and blew it a few times until the temperature was confirmed.

    "Yijing, how do you taste it?"

    Song Yijing stared blankly at the man in front of him, with such a cautious look, the cold arrogance of the past was completely lost.

    She was indeed a little hungry, but she didn't want to get along with him like this, so she turned her head away.

    Fu Chunxi seemed to understand something, put down the soup bowl, and confessed: "I'll let Sister Wang come up!"

    The door was closed and pushed open again.

    Sister Wang persuasively persuaded: "Madam, sir, he has really enlightened, you should give him a chance. He asked me many times about the chicken soup, stewed it himself, and his hand was burned."

    Song Yijing leaned there very calmly: "Sister Wang, did he ask you to tell me these words on purpose?"

    Sister Wang sighed lightly: "Ma'am, why do you think so? It's my own thoughts. I won't say the big deal. Don't think too much about it!"

    Just like in the past, no matter how she redeemed her, she couldn't warm his heart of stone.

    And now it is ridiculously reversed, but the result will not be reversed, this is the ultimate fate of the two of them.

    In the future, as soon as she wakes up or goes for a walk, she will always see his face immediately.

    It seems that he doesn't need to work at all, and almost only needs to guard her.

    Every time he looked at her eagerly, his face was full of thoughts, as if he had countless things to say to her.

    She just turned her head indifferently, without leaving him a back view without saying a word.

    She was repeating everything he had done to her during those six months.

    Silent indifference, but enough to destroy everything.

    Until one morning an uninvited guest broke in, breaking the long silence here.

    These days Yang Keyuan has been holding back, but she never thought that Fu Chunxi would disappear.

    For those happy endings that she had imagined, Song Yijing was kicked out, and he was utterly disgusted by him.  None of them happened.

    On the contrary, he actually left everything behind just to stay by that damned woman's side.

    ah!  All this is too crazy, how could it become like this!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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