No, the little one is her child, how can we deprive her of her right to be a mother?
Tears fell down on the back of the little fleshy little hand. She felt extremely uncomfortable. Why did it become like this? Why did things develop into such an irreversible state? Seeing that he was so indifferent to her, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Can't even complain.
Thinking back on his words:
What do I want a woman with no future to do? Can you stay with me until my old age? Or can you accompany me to see my little one get married and have children in the future?
If you follow me, if you don't live to be 23 years old, then who will accompany me in my future journey, and I will hold your memorial tablet for the rest of my life? I am heartbroken, don't you think you are selfish? [
You asked me not to abandon you, but you will leave me in a few years, and by that time, Shi Ying will also become a child without a mother!
Yes, the truly selfish person is herself!
The little one rolled his eyes, stretched out his two chubby little hands to try to hug his mother, and said in a very brotherly manner: "It's okay, I'll cover you."
The new words he and Uncle Shanzi learned, "It's okay, I'll protect you."
Xinhan couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard the little boy's childish voice.
As if she had found psychological comfort in an instant, she subconsciously rubbed the little one's head, "Little one, if your mother is gone one day, will you be sad?"
The little one blinked, not understanding Xinhan's words.
He shook his head. If he wasn't there, wouldn't he be living with him just like his aunt?
He started to miss her, but as time went by, he stopped thinking about it. Now he doesn't miss his aunt and uncle that much.
"You really don't miss your mother? You don't miss your mother when she's gone?" I felt so cold and heartbroken at the same time. Why did everyone feel so sad?
Does she seem indifferent?
"Don't worry, you're often away." The little one pouted.
She is away every day, and the little one is taken care of by the servants every day.
"It's okay if you don't want to, it's okay if you don't want to." Xinhan accompanied the little one with a depressed face. The nanny came in and told him that the little one was going to bed. Xinhan left his bedroom helplessly and hesitantly returned to his room.
Empty and unpopular.
The air-conditioning blanket that Brother Shi had put on her before fell alone on the carpet. She squatted down and was in a trance.
"Brother Shi..." Xinhan's voice was hoarse. Looking at the empty bedroom, his heart felt empty, as if someone had forcibly stripped him of his heart. He didn't know how to fill it up.
"Brother Shi..."
She didn't know if Shi Feiyan could hear her voice, because her earrings were always on.[
"Brother Shi..."
Xinhan raised his teary eyes, and the liquid in his eyes was overflowing.
She picked up the air-conditioning blanket on the ground and walked to the balcony, sitting on Shi Feiyan's favorite wicker chair. After lying there for a while, she felt her mouth was dry.
The first time, really the first time, Shi Feiyan ran behind the wine cabinet and moved all the piles of expensive red wine collected by Shi Feiyan to the wicker table next to the wicker chair.
They say drinking alcohol can relieve sorrow, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.
Xinhan hugged his knees and sat on the wicker chair, pouring himself a full glass of red wine, his eyes blurred and helpless.
She didn't know if it was true that people drank to relieve their sorrows, but after one glass of wine, she could taste the taste of the wine.
She didn't know how much she drank. She had never measured her drinking capacity. She drank a glass of wine in one go and a bottle of wine in a moment.