135: The bitter taste

The bitter taste

I really didn't want to face him, face his cold love, face his constant suspicion.

I'm so tired. I' m really tired. God, what should I do? I kept shouting in my heart.

I really don't know what I should do? How could he get out of this torment?

Suddenly, a Shang Yu figure appeared in the depths of my mind.

He was still domineering and gentle.

The pleasant voice slowly came from his mouth," Yu er, if you want, I can take you to a place where there is no pain and only laughter."

Looking at the Shang Yu slowly walking towards me, I felt my heart warm and instinctively wanted to reach out to him.

"Yu er, quickly wake up. Dad can't lose you." His father's voice suddenly sounded.

It made me shiver. When I looked at the Shang Yu in front of me, I had already turned into a Yan Tian.

"Why is it you?" I looked at him in panic and asked.

"Yu er, I love you. Come with me. I will make you happy forever." Yan Tian extremely warm voice sounded.

But I couldn't feel a trace of warmth. There was only a bone-piercing hatred.

"Why?" Why couldn't your nephew let me go? I'm so tired! "I'm so tired!" I shouted angrily.

As I shouted, I realized that I had woken up.

When I saw the man in front of me, I closed my eyes in pain and wanted to sleep again.

However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sleep anymore.

"Yu er, forgive me." But at this moment, Yan Yichen forcefully pulled me into his arms and said apologetically.

"I'm hungry!" There was no longer the throbbing in his arms. There was only contempt. He opened his eyes and said without even looking at him.

"Alright, wait. I'll go prepare the food." After hearing what I said, Yan Yichen hurriedly spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately disappeared.

"Hehe, it's really ironic." Looking at his disappearing back, I said coldly.

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"Yu er, I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought all kinds of food."

Just as I was lying on the bed staring blankly at the roof, Yan Yichen suddenly walked in and looked at me.

Looking up at the food in his bag, he suddenly felt very funny.

He slowly sat up and casually took a serving of oil meat from his hand. I started to wolf it down.

Right now, I only wanted to eat. The more I ate, the better.

I don't know what the dishes taste like. I just wanted to eat them all.

Because that was the only way I felt that it wouldn't be so empty.

When I ate more than half of the food he bought, the chopsticks in my hand were suddenly snatched away by Yan Yichen.

I stared angrily at him." Give it to me!"

"Yu er, if you continue eating, your stomach will be damaged. Let's eat at night." Yan Yichen watched as I patiently tried to persuade him.

"I'm hungry. I' m still hungry. This place is empty and empty. I feel bad. I can't love it!" I reached out to point at my chest and said seriously.

"Yu er, can you stop torturing yourself like this?" "I'll apologize to you. Tell me, as long as you do n' t torture me like this, you can do anything you want me to do." Yan Yichen suddenly hugged me tightly and said with regret.

Seeing the sincerity on his face, I suddenly wanted to laugh, but I couldn't smile. I felt conflicted.

"Leave this place. From now on, don't come looking for me again. I' ll give it to you when your child is born!" I didn't know where the courage came from. I stretched out my hand to push away his restraint and said coldly to him.

"Impossible!" He spoke firmly from Yan Yichen mouth.

"Whatever." I slowly closed my eyes, unwilling to look at him again.

A man that went back on his word, a cold and heartless man.

Looking at him, I felt that it was a great insult to me.

The smell that belonged to him gradually disappeared into the room.

I slowly opened my eyes. Tears finally burst out like a dike.

"Why?" Why was it like this? God, what did I do wrong? "Why do you treat me like this?" I couldn't help but shout.

But in response, the room was silent.

I didn't know how long I had been crying. It was n' t until a single tear came out that I got up and got out of bed weakly.

I can't continue like this anymore. I must cheer up. I ca n' t let my dad see me like this.

It wasn't easy for his father to raise me for so many years. I ca n' t make him sad for me anymore. I can't.

He removed his thin clothes and opened the shower in the bathroom.

The warm water temperature made my cold body temporarily relax.

Just like that, I kept aiming at my trembling body, wanting to use this method to get some warmth.

It wasn't until my skin was a little pale and wrinkled that I picked up my bathrobe to wrap myself up and walked out.

Without worrying about the dripping water in my hair, I just lay on the bed quietly.

The more he thought about it and Yan Yichen, the more he felt stupid and saddened by it.

Tears that had long dried up came out of his eyes.

The astringent taste was just like my life. There wasn't a trace of feeling worthy of being held back by others.

But for the sake of my child, I couldn't die. I reached out to caress my lower abdomen, which was still not raised at all.

Sometimes, I even wondered if I was pregnant.

However, the feeling of mother and son being together could not be deceived.

I didn't know what kind of thing I was carrying. I was in a state of panic, but I also had expectations.

After I became pregnant, I read some books that had a vaginal birth.

It was clearly written that it wouldn't take long before he could be born.

For some reason, why did this in my stomach take so long? I was a little confused. 2

"Yu er, you woke up?" Just as I was deep in thought, the door suddenly opened from outside. Then, his father's joyful voice rang out.

"Dad, you're back." Seeing my father, I quickly sat up and asked him.

"Yes, it's good to wake up. It's good to wake up." His father nodded and looked at me with pity.

"Dad, how's the investigation going?" I thought about what my father had been investigating before I fainted and asked thoughtfully.

"I've been investigating for a few days, but I do n' t have any clues at all. Maybe it's time for another investigation." His father thought about it and wanted to say something.

"Dad, actually, I don't think we can handle this person, so it's better for you not to investigate." Thinking of Yan Tian Jue that Dream saw, for some reason, I felt that he was still alive.

Or perhaps, from the beginning to the end, this matter was probably his plot.

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