597. Chapter 597 The happy life of a family of three! 13
Those three happy smiling faces pierced Lei Aotian's heart as if they were ironic.
He frowned and looked at the photo. For a long time, he reached out and picked up the photo and ripped it open from the middle!
The sound of the tearing photos became so wonderful at this moment, until no face could be seen in that photo, he threw the fragments into the trash can.
As for the remaining pile, he found that there was no single photo of An Jingxing.
If that's the case, then he should cut off the irrelevant people.
In this way, he can regain complete An Jingxing.
An Jingxing will always belong to him.
That night, Tang Qianrong and An Jingxing didn't know that the sweetest and happiest photo they took that day turned into a pile of fragments in the hands of another man. Only An Jingxing's smiling face was completely preserved.
He put it into the most secret recesses of his briefcase.
As for the parts of Tang Qianrong and Tang Lezhen, they were eventually cut off by the man with scissors until their eyes could not be found, and were thrown into the trash can. Finally, they were burned by Lei Aotian with a lighter.
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Tang Lezhen woke up for a while after returning home. After An Jingxing fed him milk powder, he fell asleep sweetly and sweetly.
When An Jingxing exited the baby room, Tang Qianrong was waiting for her by the door. He ordered takeout for dinner when he came back. The two of them made do with it briefly and returned to the room.
When leaving the hospital today, the doctor specifically asked Tang Qianrong to change dressings and clean her hands on time.
After returning home, this important work fell on An Jingxing, who felt very guilty.
When removing the gauze, Tang Qianrong pursed her lips, her face was slightly pale, but she didn't make a sound. An Jingxing opened the gauze layer by layer. She imagined the wound under the gauze, although she knew that the wound would only increase her guilt.
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But she still wanted to face it head on.
When there were only the last few layers of gauze left, Tang Qianrong couldn't bear to let An Jingxing bear such a heavy feeling of guilt. He reached out to hold her little hand and said softly: "I will do it myself."
Unexpectedly, An Jingxing stubbornly shook his head, took his hand away from hers, frowned stubbornly, and said firmly: "I will not escape, this is what I should do."
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Even though he was mentally prepared, An Jingxing was still startled by the wound in front of him when the last layer of gauze was removed.
The hideous wound was sewn with stitches like a thousand-legged centipede coiled around his wrist, and the redness, swelling and blood stains on the wound were even more shocking.
When she bit her, An Jingxing never thought that everything would turn out like this, but looking at the wound on Tang Qianrong's hand, her heart ached.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be so serious at the time." Tears welled up in her eyes. It was the first time she felt that other people's wounds could make her feel so uncomfortable.
Tang Qianrong naturally couldn't bear to see her sad, so he didn't want her to change his dressing at the beginning. Such a wound was nothing to him. He had also suffered much more serious pain than this over the years.
However, seeing An Jingxing's wounds hurt him.
He suddenly had the idea that he would never let himself get hurt again in the future.
"It's not your fault. In fact, the wound doesn't hurt."
As Tang Qianrong spoke, just a drop of tears fell from An Jingxing's eyes...
