She tried her best to say the heavy words as if nothing had happened. She lowered her eyes and forcefully pulled her hand out of his.
The palms of his hands were covered with sweat, warm and moist, and the warmth of Ding Ziqian's body remained, so gentle.
Since you can't go back, you must be resolute when you turn around and don't be sloppy.
"Zi Qian, forget me! There are many girls better than me in this world, but I am not lucky." After saying this, she stood up.
Ding Ziqian, who had been in a daze, rushed towards her in a daze: "Nian En, I..."
"Zi Qian," Yu Nianen supported his leaning body.
The foot that was covered with plaster was shaking violently, causing unbearable pain. Ding Ziqian gritted his teeth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He grabbed Yu Nianen's arm tightly: "Don't leave, can you not break up? If it's my fault, tell me! I will change it."
"you're not wrong……"
"Then why did we break up? Is there no reason? Or you finally couldn't stand it anymore and disliked our family for being poor? Are you not that kind of person? What happened?" Ding Ziqian shouted in a low voice.
Yu Nianen helped him sit up again, bent down and looked at his calf with plaster, but could not say a word anymore.
Wrong? Whose fault is it?
They obviously love each other so much, why can't they live a happy life?
Is it Dad's fault? Because a wrong decision destroyed the company and left the family heavily in debt.
Is it the mother's fault? Because of the debts that weigh her down, she thought of selling her daughter's youth and happiness.
Is it her fault? Because of a thought, because of her family, she sold her body, her self-esteem and her love.
"Nian En..."
"Zi Qian, what are you doing? You can't move with a plaster on." At this time, a slightly stout woman in her forties walked in.
She pushed aside Yu Nianen and squeezed to the hospital bed: "You want to be disabled? Really!"
"Mom..." Ding Ziqian frowned and looked up at Yu Nianen, feeling a little embarrassed.
Yu Nianen didn't care about Mother Ding's unfriendliness. She stepped aside, stood at the end of the bed, and politely shouted: "Hello, Auntie!"
Mother Ding didn't look at her or pay attention to her. She simply put the lunch box in her hand on the bedside table, then took out the bowls and chopsticks and silently prepared lunch for Ding Ziqian.
Yu Nianen stood there awkwardly, neither staying nor leaving.
This was the first time she met Ding's mother. She had thought about meeting Ding Ziqian's parents before, but she never expected to be so embarrassed.
"Auntie, thank you for your hard work..."
"I can't bear it! Who is this lady?" Mother Ding turned her head and looked at Yu Nianen with disdain in her eyes and a very rude and cold tone.