When Cheng Anya heard the sound and went in, Ye Feimo's fist was pressed against the mirror, and the mirror was torn into pieces. His fist was covered in blood, and he was bent over, slumped and embarrassed.
Blood snaked down the mirror, Cheng Anya's pupils shrank, and her heart felt like a knife.
Every mother will feel extremely distressed when she sees her child in this state. She turned around and went downstairs to get the medicine kit. Master Ye asked, "He abused himself?"
Cheng Anya rolled her eyes at Third Young Master Ye, "I haven't learned anything else. If you have inherited this well, you have never abused yourself?"
He went upstairs and put away the medical kit. Cheng Anya didn't say a word and helped Ye Feimo out. Young Master Ye also came upstairs and sat aside, frowning and saying nothing. Cheng Anya disinfected him carefully and applied it.
medicine, wrap it up with gauze and tie it in a beautiful bow.
Ye Feimo sat absentmindedly, like a puppet, his whole soul had been drained out, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a walking zombie. Cheng Anya packed up the medicine box and put it aside.
"Baby, be good, it's okay, it will be over." Cheng Anya said with a slight smile, stroking Ye Feimo's short hair lovingly, Ye Feimo remained indifferent, he knew that he couldn't get through it.
It will never pass.
His life seemed to be stuck at this moment, and he could never escape from this painful torture. Why was he so impulsive? Why did he push away the warmth? When he thought about it, his left hand began to tremble again, and he almost immediately wanted to chop.
Drop his left hand.
Nuan Nuan will never forgive him again...
Never again.
Cheng Anya looked at Third Young Master Ye and motioned for him to say something. Third Young Master Ye said lightly, "Get a divorce."
Ye Feimo stiffened and suddenly raised his head, staring at Mr. Ye with his bloodthirsty eyes, as if he was a wounded beast that would pounce on someone to fight for his life at any time. That look was very terrifying.
Cheng Anya was furious, "Shut up. If I had known, I wouldn't have had to say anything."
Mr. Ye clapped his hands and said, "Look, you said he didn't respond for a long time, but he became excited when he mentioned divorce. It's not that I want them to divorce. I think the divorce agreement will be in his hands in a few days."
"No divorce, I don't want a divorce, I don't want a divorce..." Ye Feimo muttered to himself, his lips turning extremely pale.
Nuan Nuan hugged Ye Feimo's shoulders, "Fei Mo, make a good apology to Nuan Nuan and apologize. Nuan Nuan is soft-hearted and won't do anything too cruel..."
"She won't forgive me, not anymore..." Ye Feimo seemed to be smiling but not smiling, crying but not crying. The despair seemed to come out from his bones, "I pushed her downstairs, it was me who caused harm.
It was me who killed my own child..."
"Stop talking." Cheng Anya said sternly, hugging Ye Feimo's head, "Be good, stop thinking about it."
Ye Feimo murmured to himself, "Mom, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it... I didn't want to, I didn't want to either..."
Cheng Anya's eyes turned red and she hugged her precious son tightly.
He has never cried since he was sensible, seldom smiles, talks little, and has no special hobbies. He just has a bit of an awkward temperament. In fact, he is a good boy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Why does he suffer so many setbacks on the road of love?
Cheng Anya felt extremely uncomfortable. If she had known that he would be so sad, she should not have agreed to the marriage at that time. At that time, she was infinitely in favor of Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan's marriage. After all, it was rare for Feimo to fall in love again.
But there is always a hidden worry in her heart, fearing that Feimo will be injured again. She is very clear about the contradiction between Feimo and Nuan Nuan, and always thinks that the two children love each other and can tolerate these problems.
Unexpectedly, such a tragedy would result.
Fei Mo's hand was trembling. Cheng Anya held his hand. Apart from giving him a hug at this time, she didn't know how to relieve the pain in Fei Mo's heart. Ye Ningyuan had also encountered a similar situation and blamed herself.
He killed Hailan and became decadent for a while. However, the two brothers had different temperaments. Ye Ningyuan's temperament was easy to enlighten, while Ye Feimo's temperament was not easy to enlighten and was easy to get into trouble.
Moreover, Hailan's death cannot be directly blamed on Ye Ningyuan, but the loss of the child was caused by someone other than Mo. No matter how smart and eloquent Cheng Anya is, she feels that words are pale and powerless at this time. She can't find it.
A word to comfort Ye Feimo at this moment.
Cheng Anya thought of the pain she felt when she lost Hailan, and she couldn't forget it. When she thought of her weird daughter, she still felt sad and painful. If she wasn't afraid that Ye Ningyuan would blame herself and feel uncomfortable, she really didn't know if she could
Come over here.
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Wen family.
Wen Jing brought the food to Wen Wen, but she lost her appetite after two mouthfuls. Wen Jing kept talking to the side, but Wen Wen couldn't eat half of it. Finally, with Wen Jing's threats, inducements and cuteness, Wen Wen felt a little more cheerful and drank half of the bowl.
Replenish soup.
She seldom sleeps and spends a lot of time sitting. When she sleeps, she thinks of many things in her mind and becomes physically and mentally tired.
Thinking back to the day when the brothers Du Di and Du Yueying came to visit, and what Du Yueying said, she was even more shocked. She almost didn't dare to close her eyes to sleep for the past two days. As soon as she closed her eyes, many terrifying scenes appeared crazily.
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After dinner, Wen Nuan looked through his old photo albums. I don’t know how many times I have seen them. I never felt anything wrong before, but now, no matter how I look at them, I feel sad and want to cry...
Is she really not her parents’ daughter?
From the miscarriage to now, she has been hit one after another. She has no tears left. She is so sad that even her tears feel pale. She wants to cry but can't cry. She doesn't dare to ask. She is afraid that if she asks, it will confirm her thoughts and she will feel even worse.
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When Wen's mother came up, she saw Wen Nuan opening an old photo album again.
Recently, she likes to look at old photo albums. She holds them against her chest to look at them when she has nothing to do. She has loved taking pictures since she was a child, so she has many photo albums. There are more than ten photo albums at home. Wen’s mother remembers Wen Wen’s favorite photos from middle school, but now she holds the photos from her childhood
She looked at the photo album every day as if she had found a treasure. She felt strange, but didn't think much about it. She just thought that maybe the child was gone, so Nuan Nuan just looked at the photos of her childhood and missed the child.
Mother Wen sat by the bed and gently stroked Wen Wen's face. Her poor child had no flesh at all on his face.
Skinny.
"Why do you like looking at old photos?" Mother Wen asked with a smile. Wen Nuan looked at her mother's loving eyes. Her nose and mouth looked exactly like Mother Wen. She must be her parents' biological daughter.
How could such a gentle and kind mother not be my mother?
"Nuan Nuan, my mother-in-law and... Fei Mo are here, do you want to see them?"
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Signing will be held at Xinhua Bookstore on Fuzhou Road, Shanghai today at 2 pm. At 2 pm on the 13th, sisters who want to come can come, (*^__^*) Hee hee... I came back late today and was reading the comments. Thank you
