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440. Chapter 440 Late Menstruation 2

——Jinyang, save our children...

——Jinyang, you can blame me, but don’t do this to your child...

——Jin Yang, you obviously said that you will always be by my side. You promised me that I would still have yours... Please, save the child, okay? If you don't like it... I can live my life alone.

Take it alone, don't let him die...

In the mobile business hall, people are coming and going, it is noisy and lively, and the heating is full. From time to time, a standard reminder sound sounds, telling which customer is handling business at which desk.

Jinyang held his mobile phone and stood at the door of the mobile business hall. Many people entered and came out from his side, and some people brushed against his shoulders from time to time, but he just lowered his eyes quietly and stared at the screen.

A series of more than ten text messages, for a moment, my lips went dry, and my brain lost all mobility.

All of this was like an unexpected nightmare. It came so suddenly, which made it difficult for him to accept it.

He stared at the text message, reading it over and over impatiently many times, and then his heart, which seemed to have stopped beating, began to tremble slightly.

Then, in his mind, he slowly understood what kind of regretful story Lin Shenshen's text messages actually told.

Jin Yang's face turned as pale as paper for a moment, and as soon as his fingers relaxed, the phone in his hand fell heavily to the ground.

Everything around him was quickly separated from his vision and hearing at this moment, as if he was the only one in Nuoda's business hall at this moment.

He remembered that after he turned on the phone, two-thirds of the dozens of incoming call reminder text messages sent to him by the mobile phone official were missed calls from Lin Shensen.

The content of Lin Shenshen's text message lingered in his mind, constantly floating around.

What irritated him the most was not pregnancy, not a child, not death...but "please" and the words "promise I still have yours".

He and Lin Shen Shen have been together for such a long time. How could he not know what that woman is like? He has a good background and is proud. How can Lin Shen Shen not be proud as well?

She could make so many phone calls to one person and send text messages in such a humble tone. Could it be that she was forced out of desperation and at the end of her rope?

And what about him?

Where was he at that time?

At an altitude of 30,000 feet, on the way to Beijing, immersed in the helplessness that had to be hers, I even spent a wonderful sleep on her bed...

Oh my god... while he was immersed in his dream, she was receiving the nightmare.

As he strengthened his determination, she gradually fell into despair.

He and she are obviously both human beings, and they are both in Beijing, under the same night sky, but they are experiencing completely different nights.

It’s simply a world of difference!

Yes... She promised that he would always be by her side. Why did he leave Beijing at that time?

Why didn't he return to Beijing earlier when he was missed so much in X city and regretted in his heart?

That night when she called him, did she know that she was pregnant but didn't tell him in the end? Why didn't he be more thoughtful and ask more questions?

What's even more bastard is... He can't be by her side at any time, so why does he drop his chain when she needs him most, so that she can't find him?

No wonder she paused just now and said, it's okay... He wasn't there when she was most helpless, so why bother trying to win his sympathy afterwards?

Jinyang's heart seemed to be tied up in various ways. The text message he received so many hours late was like a barbed knife stabbing into his body, causing him to bleed.

It also pricked countless horrific holes in his wounds, sending him waves of endless pain that couldn't stop at all.

He just thought that what he missed must be a pity.

Only now did he realize that what he missed was not regret, but a warm heart.


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