The depression and pain in Leng Yan's heart were no better than hers, and he sighed: "Zhongqing..."
"I'm tired and don't want to talk about this issue anymore." Zhong Qing took a deep breath and said, "There's no point in talking about something without an answer!"
She felt that her emotions had reached the edge of collapse.
Not only him three years ago but also three years later.
It doesn't really belong to her at all.
She was young at the time and could do anything.
She even thought childishly that if they truly loved each other, she would want nothing and continue to love regardless of the consequences.
Marriage is just a piece of waste paper to her.
However, I have experienced so much.
She was shocked to realize that her love back then was already in pieces.
My heart is really too tired...
Then, Zhongqing broke away from his hand without leaving a trace, turned around and walked into the bedroom.
Every step she took made her feel top-heavy.
It seemed that in the next second, her whole body would fall down.
However, she always held on to her weak strength and was unwilling to be so weak in front of him.
She was able to survive three years of hard times.
Even if it was ten or three years, she would still be able to endure it for the sake of her son.
Looking at her petite back, Leng Yan felt pain in his heart.
The woman he loves most is right in front of him.
However, he could not legitimately possess her.
He even wanted to give her the most basic promise.
For him now, it is all luxury.
Leng Yan clenched his fist fiercely and smashed it against the wall.
He is so useless!
*
In the bedroom.
Zhong Xi stepped on the small chair and stood in front of the wardrobe, tiptoeing, carefully packing Zhong Qing and his clothes into different categories.
When Zhong Qing walked in and saw this scene, a wave of warmth surged through her originally cold heart.
Hearing the noise, Zhong Xi turned his head and looked at Zhong Qing, who was standing at the door in a daze. The little guy immediately jumped off the chair, walked up to Zhong Qing, pulled her clothes, held his little head high, and spoke softly:
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Did someone make you unhappy?"
Zhongqing came back to her senses, crouched down slightly, and tried her best to smile as usual, not wanting to let her emotions infect the little guy, and deliberately changed the subject: "Mom is fine, what were you doing just now?"
Zhong Xi tilted his little head, grinned his lips, and exposed a row of small teeth. He was particularly handsome, and he looked like someone else: "Mom has just been discharged from the hospital. She can't be too tired, so I have to tidy up the bedroom as soon as possible.
you should rest earlier."
Zhong Qing felt particularly at ease, stretched out her hand and hugged Zhong Xi in her arms, "Xixi is so good, mom will only have you from now on."
Zhong Xi seemed to understand, patting her back gently and comforting: "Mom, don't be afraid, as long as Xixi is here, I will protect you!"
Zhongqing was speechless. Her son was so sensible and well-behaved at such a young age that it made her heartache. With difficulty, one word escaped from her lips and teeth: "Okay..."
She really has nothing but her son.
However, that is enough...
Leng Yan leaned outside the door, feeling suffocated as he listened to the mother and son's words.
Turn around and leave.
*
late at night.
Zhong Xi had long been sleeping soundly in Zhong Qing's arms, but Zhong Qing was tossing and turning.
because……
Leng Yan has not come back yet.
I turned over and looked at the time. It was early in the morning.
tonight……
Is he not coming back?
Or, stay with Tang Wei?
This shouldn't be what she was thinking about.
However, once I think of it, my heart aches.
Close your eyes and force yourself to sleep.
However, the phone suddenly rang, startling Zhong Qing, and subconsciously picked up the phone. When she saw the number on the screen, her heartbeat skipped a beat.
Picked up the phone almost immediately.
"Zhongqing, it's me." However, the voice over there was not Leng Yan's...