103 It was impossible to forgive him. Duanmu Mu woke up with a splitting headache. She braced herself and was about to get up when she smelled the aroma of food in the air.
who is it?
Could it be Kang Yutuo?
At the door of the kitchen, a tall figure wearing an apron was making porridge in the kitchen. He looked very serious. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Duanmu Mu would hardly believe that a man like Leng Anyhen would enter the kitchen.
He was so serious about it that he didn't even notice her getting up. At this moment, looking at the warm mist from the porridge pot, Duanmumu's cold heart seemed to feel warm.
Leng Anyen still felt the gaze behind him, turned to look at her, an unnatural look flashed across his eyes, "Are you up? The porridge will be ready soon, go and wash it quickly."
He said it so naturally, just like the tone of a husband taking care of his sick or weak wife in life. Duanmu would have been moved before, but looking at his face now, she would remember that no matter how much she begged that night
, he was all cruel.
There was a dull pain in the lower abdomen, as if the child's life was still there, but the pain was just empty.
In an instant, all the warmth was shattered. Duanmumu walked over and snatched the tableware from his hand, "Who asked you to come? Let's go, let's go right away..."
Leng Anyen froze there, letting her push and shove him, and finally stopped at the door, his dark eyes full of pain, "Wife, don't be like this... I have no other intention, I just want to take care of you!"
"No need! You go, go right away!" Duanmumu's anger, which had only subsided over the past few days, came back to life after the pain in his lower abdomen.
Seeing her excitement, he had no choice but to compromise, "I can leave, but you have to eat. I'll watch you finish eating, and then I'll leave!"
Of course she wouldn't listen to him, "I won't eat, and I will pour all the food you cooked into the toilet."
His face turned as ugly as frost at her words, but if he let her go a little bit, he would catch her hand that was scratching and scratching her, "If you keep making trouble like this, I will never leave."
Duanmumu looked at the persistence in his eyes and raised his lips bitterly, "Okay, if you don't leave, I'll leave!"
He knew her stubbornness. Leng Anyen's dark eyes slowly overflowed with hurt, "Okay, I'm leaving!"
The door slammed shut, and Duan Mumu's little body fell weakly into the sofa. For some reason, when she saw his injury, she felt even more uncomfortable than him, but when she thought of the harm he had done to their child, she felt so helpless.
, she hated it.
Downstairs, Leng Anyen looked at her window, and a voice in her heart said silently, I will not give up, absolutely not.
At noon, the sun was shining warmly on her body, but Duanmumu seemed not to feel it. She stood in front of her father's monument, and her whole body felt like she was immersed in the freezing cold.
She had been standing here all afternoon without saying a word, because she felt that nothing she could say could express her gratitude to her father.
Her father never married for him and spent her whole life for him. If she had any regrets about marrying Leng Anyen before to save her father, now she has no regrets at all. If there is such an opportunity again, Duanmu will
Wood will still do that.
"Girl, even if you continue to stand, Mr. Duan will not come back to life," the voice from behind surprised Duan Mumu.
"Grandma," she looked at the old man being supported by the two men in surprise, "you, why are you here?" she said.
Her body is very weak now, and she usually doesn't go downstairs to eat at home. But why is she here?
When she saw the man standing behind the old lady, she seemed to understand something.
"Girl, grandma is here to beg you," the old lady's voice was very unsteady, and every word she spoke seemed to require a lot of energy. Duanmu couldn't bear to step forward to support her.
"grandmother……"
Tears flowed from the old lady's old eyes, "It's because I'm not blessed, it's because God is punishing me for the mistakes I made."
Duanmumu couldn't understand such words, but she couldn't bear the old lady's sadness and wiped away her tears, "Grandma, don't say that."
"Xiao Chen has already told me that my great-grandson...the child I thought about day and night is gone like this. It's all because of his bastard..." The old lady's cane hit the stone road with a loud bang.
"But grandma still asks you to forgive him again today and come back with me, okay?" The old man's hands held hers tightly, like iron vices.
Duanmu Mu's heart seemed to be clenched, and she almost nodded. She knew that such an old man really didn't have many days to live, so how could she be willing to let her down? But when she saw Leng Anyen behind her, Duanmu
The heart that had just softened became hard again.
Isn’t this a question of whether to go back or not?
"Grandma, I'm sorry!" Duanmumu said these words with a cruel heart, and Leng Anyen's already cold face seemed to be covered with frost.
"Grandma, even if I go back, I can't change anything. You have lived to such an old age, you should be able to understand the pain of loss. Although the child stayed in my body for a short time, he is still a piece of my flesh," Duanmumu said
, couldn't help but shed tears, "I actually hate myself more than I hate him. If I wasn't too cowardly, how could I not even be able to protect my children? And every time I see him, I will think of my children... Grandma,
If you really love me, don't force me, I will never forgive him in this life."
I will never forgive him in this life. These words fell straight into Leng Anyen's heart like a hammer, making all the hope he had in his heart disappear.
It can be said that asking grandma to come was the last resort, but unexpectedly she still refused. It seems that the damage he caused is really irreparable.
At this point, no matter how many words the old lady had, she had nothing to say. Her eyes fell on the tombstone, "Your father is a good man. He loves you and loves you all his life. He just wants to look at you."
Happiness, speaking of which, I feel sorry for him and failed to take good care of you, causing you to suffer such great grievances."
Duanmumu also looked at the tombstone. At this moment, she wished that her father could be alive, so that no matter how difficult or painful she was, she would have a shoulder to rely on.
"Grandma, did you know? He is not my biological father," Duanmumu somehow told the old lady the secret of his life experience.
When Leng Anyen heard this, he seemed to be stunned in disbelief, but the old lady was just stunned and said, "It's better to be his biological child than to be his biological child, isn't it?"
"Well!" Duanmumu sniffed, "Grandma, if there is a next life, I will definitely be my father's daughter, and I will definitely protect my children."
Leng Anyen could hardly stand listening anymore. He understood deeply what Lingchi meant.
"Grandma, let's go!" Leng Anyen said.
The old lady brushed Leng Anyen's hand away and supported her, "Girl, grandma won't force you anymore, but I still want to beg you. I beg you to visit me, this old lady, when you have time."
Duanmumu swallowed the sourness in his heart, "Grandma, I can do it. Even if I divorce him, you are still my grandma in my heart."
"I won't divorce!" Those two words seemed to touch Leng Anyen's taboo, and he immediately interrupted.
Duanmumu just smiled, "If you can bring the lost child back, I won't divorce you."
This is like taking back the water that has been thrown out, it is simply impossible!
"As long as you give me a chance, we will still have children," Leng Anyen's voice weakened.
The corners of Duanmumu's pretty lips were raised slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm, "You will never have such an opportunity again in your life."
Seeing the incompatibility between the two, the old lady knew that even if she took Duanmumu back today, nothing would change. She sighed, "Girl, some things are fate!"
*
Duanmumu did not give up searching for her biological parents. She did not want to long for anything, but she wanted to know why she was lost after giving birth to her. However, her search was like looking for a needle in a haystack, with no clues at all.
Working during the day and looking for someone at night, Duanmu lived a fulfilling and comfortable life. Kang Yutuo seemed very free during this period and always had time to accompany her.
Leng Anyen seems to be very busy and doesn't see him every day. In fact, even if they do, they don't talk. The rare calmness makes Duanmumu think that life will go on like this, but this is not the case.
"Won't you invite me to come up and sit down?" Kang Yutuo sent her back and made his request.
Duanmumu actually wanted to agree, but it was never a good thing for a man and a woman to live together in the same room, and she clearly remembered Leng Anyen's warning. She didn't want to implicate Kang Yutuo, nor did she want to do it while she still held the title of Mrs. Leng.
, cause any more trouble.
Unable to hear her answer, Kang Yutuo touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "I'd better go. I'll be filming during the day tomorrow and will be your driver at night."
"If you're busy, I can do it myself," Duanmumu said quickly, she really didn't want to trouble him anymore.
"No matter how busy you are, you still have your own time," Kang Yutuo interrupted her, and then said, "Tomorrow will be the same place."
Duanmumu shook his head, "It's easy for people to misunderstand what you said, and they thought you were doing underground work!"
"I think so too, but I think it's more like an underground affair," Kang Yutuo said, not seriously...
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you." Her little face turned slightly red, but fortunately the night was thick enough and it was completely covered.
"Then shut up," Kang Yutuo started the car. Before slowly closing the window, he reached out and blew a kiss, and then drove away while Duanmu stomped his feet angrily.
Kang Yutuo was a good man, but it was a pity that they were a step too late. Duanmumu sighed and turned to leave, but he accidentally glanced and saw a black car at the corner of the apartment where she lived.
An indescribable feeling pulled her over...
The concrete road was very hard. Even if she was wearing flat shoes, she could still hear the clear footsteps. As she got closer and closer to the car, her heart rate increased.
The lights were turned on in the car, and she could see someone sitting there, but before she could see his face clearly, the lights in the car suddenly went out, as if the person in the car saw her, and it seemed that the person was afraid of seeing her.
The more this happened, the more curious Duanmumu became. She took two more steps forward. This time she could see more clearly, but the man deliberately avoided it. She couldn't see his face, but she saw the man holding the steering wheel.
There was light between my fingers, as if fireworks were burning...
