Jiang Zimo simply fell into Yang Yang's arms, and she cried without hesitation: "That was the Jiang Zimo of before. I always thought that love was love and hate was hate. I thought the world was black and white, and I thought I wanted to
You can break it off. But now, I know that there are really so many things that are difficult to let go, and there are really so many feelings that have to be forced... I don’t know, I don’t know what I should do now? Yang Yang,
Bai Lu, please help me, please help me think about it, what should I do with this child?"
Ying Bailu sighed, she looked at Jiang Zimo, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "As a woman, I understand your current mood and feelings. You still have lingering feelings for Bai Yanbing, but you hate him.
He takes advantage of your feelings, but all this has to do with this child... In fact, you also know that the child is innocent, what is his fault? Right? Ah Zi, I think the reason why you are so sad now is because of you
You still can’t let go of this child, but you realize that if you continue to deceive Qingzhi, your conscience will be uneasy, is that right?”
Jiang Zimo nodded while sobbing, and Ying Bailu fully explained her inner conflicts.
But, what should we do? Obviously, they can't make the decision for her.
After Jiang Zimo came out of the initial pain, Yang Yang said: "Azi, we can't make any decision for you on this matter, because that is your child, and you are his mother, and his life and death are not the same.
It's in your hands. All I can say is, no matter what choice you make, as friends, we will support you unconditionally. If you need any help, we will do our best."
Ying Bailu nodded, and she tried her best to comfort Jiang Zimo: "Yes, you are still young after all, and there will be many opportunities in the future. I know that with your temperament, Bai Yanbing did such a thing
, it will be difficult for you to forgive him. Therefore, we do not advise you to keep this child reluctantly."
Jiang Zimo silently held back her tears. She sat quietly aside, listening to the words of the two friends. Finally, she closed her eyes tiredly and sighed: "I'm sorry, baby, I'm not a person."
A qualified mother...".
Seeing that she had made up her mind, Yang Yang said: "Since you have thought about it, I will make arrangements later. This matter must be kept confidential. If you still want to marry Murong Qingzhen, then don't let it happen."
He knows all this. As for when the time comes, if he asks about the cause of the miscarriage, I will help you deal with it."
There was a gloomy expression on Ying Bailu's face, and she looked at Jiang Zimo with worry. Now, just waiting for her to nod, this still young life would disappear silently from this world.
The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment, and none of the three people spoke anymore. Jiang Zimo's eyes widened and she stared intently at the purple crystal lamp hanging on the ceiling. The cold light and shadow shrouded her whole body, as if in the endless prosperity.
The last bit is desolate.
She remembered a lot, the whole process of getting acquainted with Bai Yanbing, all the time they spent together, his wanton and flamboyant charm, and his charm that was as beautiful as a monster.
She also recalled the embarrassment and youthfulness when he put on a floral apron for her to cook, the scene when they quarreled, and the tenderness and possessiveness that filled her heart...