[69 Book Bar - www.] "Handsome, I think my little Tian is the most handsome and cutest child in the world, but...he can no longer hear his mother telling him that he is handsome and that he actually looks very similar.
His father is dead and can never be heard from again!"
Fu Lingbo finally laid his eyes on Tong Yan's face. Looking at her and her tear-stained cheeks, his heart was numb with pain, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore even if he saw her like this.
.
He turned to look out the window and said calmly: "If you had asked him to follow me that day, if you had not married another man that day, if you had paid more attention to him that day, maybe things would not have changed."
It became what it is now.”
His Adam's apple rolled, and he felt astringent, sour, and uncomfortable in his heart, so uncomfortable that his internal organs seemed to be squeezed into a ball.
He choked with sobs, "It's a pity, there is no if, it's a pity, there is no such thing as regret medicine in the world, it's a pity, he can never come back!"
Listening to his desolate and sad words and his low and hoarse voice, she gently closed her eyes and shed another line of tears.
"I know, so I'm apologizing to you because I'm sorry for him. I don't expect to be forgiven by you. I just hope that Xiaotian can live a happier life in another world."
After a while, Fu Lingbo answered the question, "I heard that the incident had already happened before you agreed to Shen Yi that day?"
"yes."
"Then where do you live now?"
"his home!"
"Even if the death of your son is used to prevent you from marrying him, and it fails, are you still determined to do this?"
"Xiaotian's death was an accident. It had nothing to do with me marrying Shen Yi."
"Then don't you think this accident is a coincidence?"
Tong Yan couldn't help but glare at Fu Lingbo, "So it's just a coincidence, not God's will."
"What's the difference between coincidence and destiny?" Fu Lingbo also stared at her, his eyes red, his face cold, and he gritted his teeth.
"Fu Lingbo, do you mean that Heaven is using my son to prevent me from becoming another man's woman? Do you mean that Xiaotian's death was caused by me?"
"What do you think?"
"Yes, it was me. If I had let him go with you at that time, maybe it wouldn't have happened. If I hadn't married A Yi, maybe he wouldn't have gone to church. If I hadn't gone to church, it wouldn't have happened.
That car accident, but let me tell you, it has nothing to do with my marriage to Shen Yi."
"It doesn't matter, why did the accident happen on your wedding day? It doesn't matter, why did the accident happen when you were about to promise him? With so many facts in front of you, what else do you want to quibble about? Tong Yan, you promised me, what you said
, he will be given to me in a few days, and will be delivered to me personally, but what have you done? You killed your son with your own hands, what else do you want to quibble with? "
She no longer had the strength to argue with him. She also admitted that her son's death was caused by her, but this really had nothing to do with her marriage to Shen Yi.
She staggered, fell back and sat on the sofa behind her, having no strength to say another word to him.
Fu Lingbo raised his head, and a line of tears quietly slid down the corners of his eyes.
He walked over and sat next to her, leaning his head on the sofa with his eyes closed.
"Do you know how excited I was when I knew I had such an old son?"
"I bought a lot of things for him, and when I have the opportunity, I will give them to him personally."
"I long to hear him call me daddy. I long to carry him around, ride him on my shoulders, and let me be his horse, so that he can have father's love like other children of the same age. They all have the sense of security from their father.”
"But, all of this was destroyed on the day you married Shen Yi. Everything was destroyed. The hope you gave me with your own hands was just like this, cruelly destroyed by your own hands!"
"Tong Yan, do you know what I want to do most right now?"
Tong Yan was paralyzed on the sofa, unable to reply to his words.
He continued to maintain that posture and spoke calmly, "I really want to strangle you to death, I really want to take you to death with me, and then go to another world to find our child. Don't leave him alone."
Tong Yan closed her eyes, and tears kept falling out.
When she promised him, she completely lost her mind and looked forward to death, "Okay, then let's go together!"
After saying that, she leaned weakly on the sofa, and blood began to slowly flow from the corners of her lips, which was so stunning that it made people feel dazzled.
When Fu Lingbo opened his eyes and saw blood pouring out of the corners of her lips, he was startled, then sat over and hugged her into his arms, "Tong Yan, Tong Yan..."
Tong Yan opened her eyes slightly, and her mouth was filled with blood, "Let's go together, don't leave Xiaotian alone, okay?"
She bites her tongue?
This was Fu Lingbo's first reaction. He suddenly grabbed her neck and shouted, "Tong Yan, shut up. I don't allow you to do this. Shut up, Tong Yan."
He suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do.
She lay weakly in his arms and forced a smile to give him, "Ling Bo, let's die together. For Xiaotian, to make up for the mistakes you and I have made, let's... die together!"
"No...no...Tong Yan...Tong Yan..."
"I'm so cold, so cold, Xiaotian, mommy misses you, Xiaotian!" Realizing that she had stopped biting, she kept mumbling some words. Fu Lingbo leaned over to listen. After hearing clearly, his eyes He tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.
"It's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore. If I hold you, it won't be cold anymore!"
"Xiaotian, mom misses you, Xiaotian..."
Fu Lingbo leaned down in distress and kissed Tong Yan's blood-stained lips, tossing and turning, again and again.
I don't know when, there was a person standing at the door of the suite, watching this scene, heartbroken.
After a while, the man turned around and left.
Driving the car, the car sped wildly in the traffic, so fast that it made people's hair stand on end.
He didn't know what was ringing in his ears. He only remembered what he saw in front of him. The man was holding his newlywed wife, and they were tossing and turning and kissing on the sofa. It was so quiet, so quiet that it was just the two of them. Heavy breathing.
His heart hurt so much, it felt like it was covered with a fiery brand. He could still hear the sound of his heart being burned. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, sprinkling the steering wheel and him. Hands full of them.
The car suddenly hit the guardrail of the highway and came to a stop, immediately blaring the siren for help.
The man was lying on the steering wheel with his head covered in blood. What he saw in front of him was still two people hugging each other and kissing passionately on the sofa.
He just wanted to ask, "Yanyan, why do you do this to me? Why?"
