Ke'er leaned on the bed quietly, remembering six years ago, Leng Jianan was sitting in the car and looked at Ke'er who was blocking his way at the front of the car.
So indifferent, so strange, so sharp
Ke'er turned his head and looked out the window at the already slanting sunlight. A few withered yellow leaves were hanging precariously on the dry branches.
It seems that I can still hear the baby's cry from far to near, soft and thin, lingering in Ke'er's ears, intermittently, like complaints that have been passed down for thousands of generations.
Mom, why don't you want me?
Ke'er's heart was overwhelmed. She threw off the quilt and got out of bed as if running away. She grabbed the bag on the bedside table and rushed out of the ward.
It's natural to open your bag and take out your mobile phone while walking to see if anyone has called you.
However, there were several missed calls, and all of them were... Leng Jianan
Ke'er was standing in the aisle. Her heart contraction time was before the operation. He had looked for her, but she didn't know that because she was depressed, she set her phone to vibrate and didn't want to be disturbed by anyone.
There is another short message
Ke'er, don't abort the child, wait for me, be good
Tears fell on the phone screen one by one, staining the screen and blurring her eyes.
It wasn't until this moment that Ke'er vented all the pain he had suppressed in his heart.
The crying that echoed in the corridor lasted for a long time, and nothing can be exchanged for it.
No one was too lazy to speak, and everyone sat stupidly in front of the computer. Occasionally, there were one or two faint sighs.
Ke'er didn't take a day off. He just came to work as if he was having menstruation. It's no big deal.
She wants to be an invincible Xiaoqiang
It was just this gloomy aura that made her feel depressed. No one knew that the case of the tragic loss of Huan Hai was related to her.
She felt sorry in her heart, but more importantly she didn't want to back down. She didn't want to believe that Leng Jianan could really cover the sky with one hand.
Suddenly, a designer from Team B got up in a rage, slammed a design book on the ground, and began to curse: "Who the hell are you, Huan Hai? Is there anyone who leads people to play with people like this?"
It was the designer who was responsible for the design of Huanhai's proposal who saw that his design was perfectly combined with Kerr's modifications, but who would have expected to get the news that Huanhai had withdrawn the cooperation so early in the morning?
There is no contract signed, and people can withdraw if they want. It is understandable. However, if you are full of joy and suddenly fall into the abyss, no one can accept it for a while.