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Chapter 194 Extra Story: Sang Baiyue
——To those golden years who have gone through fashion and don't know how to cherish them

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Sang Baiyue dare not recall the pain of raising Xiao Zhenqi.

The anesthesia had not really taken effect, and the doctor who was woken up in the early morning impatiently took out the side cutting scissors.Under the anesthesia of anesthesia, the pain becomes painful and itchy.She burst into tears.

The doctor scolded her, shut up.

The midwife at the side felt sympathetic and spoke for her: Maybe she is really in pain.

The doctor changed his tone and explained softly to his colleagues: I was afraid that she would inhale too much air and her stomach would swell later.

Sang Baiyue, who couldn't tell the real from the fake, lay helplessly on the delivery bed, tears flowed silently from the corners of her eyes, and flowed into her messy temple hair.At that time, she swore from the bottom of her heart that she would never raise a villain again.

In the blink of an eye, my stomach was already bulging again.

In the blink of an eye, 5 years have actually passed.

In the past five years, too many things have happened.There's no way to figure out Dominic without enough time or the mood.

Little Zhenqi was taking a giraffe English class. On a small round table with a parasol in the coffee shop, the glass was half full of orange juice.The slanting sunset passed through the glass window from the gap in the building, and it hit the orange juice glass, plating a layer of light gold on the yellow orange juice glass.

Sang Baiyue lightly stroked her belly, her eyes were drooping on the big belly with its own ups and downs, her thoughts were soaring, she took stock of the past by herself.

She had really made up her mind not to have a second child.In this life, she doesn't want to live too deeply, it's best to try everything a little bit.Based on this principle, it is enough to have a baby and be a mother once.

The menstruation did not come for a long time, and there were two bars on the pregnancy test stick. She sat barefoot on the toilet in the early morning, and her first reaction was to cover her mouth and laugh.Like a girl who pretended she didn't want a gift, and finally received a gift and smiled like that.

Externally, she claimed that the second child was arranged by God.

In fact, he has already realized in his heart that the second child is the product of the conspiracy between his father and husband Lu Zhenzhong.

The father told Lu Zhenzhong's hidden wish first, and the husband, who was not straightforward, devoted himself to implementing it.The two men echo each other, step by step, interlocking, and finally achieve their wish tacitly.

Sang Baiyue, who was calculated, lost willingly.

She didn't even want to analyze whether she was happier for her father's loss, or for Lu Zhenzhong's loss.

The instinctive reaction should be to be more happy for Dad to lose.

If there is anyone in this world who loves her deeply and purely, it is undoubtedly her father.

She protects her from the rain when it rains, shelters her from the wind when it blows, hugs her in her arms when she is scolded by her mother, pulls her behind when the neighbor aunt tells her why she is not married... No matter what she is, she always The father who was the first to find an excuse for her loved her regardless of the cost.She had nothing in return, and to fulfill his last wish, she naturally did her part.

But thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was more happy for Lu Zhenzhong.Maybe, he is the one who will accompany her more for the rest of her life?

When I first met Lu Zhenzhong, it was the time when I was forced to get married.In those two years, Mu Ma was like a Tang monk chanting scriptures, nagging her so much that she had a home and didn't want to go back.Even so, she still refused and insisted on marrying love.

It's also because she has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering.All kinds of men around her, no matter how well-dressed or charmingly they talk, she can always find their Achilles' heel.She despises their hypocrisy, flashiness, and short-sightedness... The poisonous colleague sneered: The fundamental reason why you despise them is because these men don't like you, right?
Sang Baiyue was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red.

That's right, she only cares about picking others, forgetting that she is not outstanding in appearance, forgetting that the world is always a world that values ​​appearance and despises inner world.

How many men are willing to slow down and take a closer look at her colorful heart through ordinary faces?

Although the answer was no, the sharp laughter of her poisonous colleague made her secretly swear that she must find a handsome man.This handsome man cannot be an embroidered pillow.

Later, as expected, she met Lu Zhenzhong.

It can be regarded as the real version of Kung Fu pays off.

In order to capture Lu Zhenzhong, she spent a lot of effort.How many nights, after work, she lay prone on the bed, learning about cars by the bedside lamp.

On the days of dating Lu Zhenzhong, those casually uttered wonderful insights, wise words, and novel viewpoints were all rehearsals beforehand.She strives to play a smart, funny, and deeply spiritual hipster.Lu Zhenzhong hesitated and hesitated, and finally gave up.

She didn't really breathe a sigh of relief until she got the little red book and succeeded in defrauding the marriage.

After marriage, she felt that her foundation was unstable, and she commuted diligently for 4 hours a day, crossing mountains and ridges to return to her home in Anting.She cleaned the house diligently, baked pastries virtuously, and seemed to enjoy her married life.

The opposite is true.

She hates the routine of having late dinner, washing dishes after meals, wiping the dining table with a wet rag, and even a heavy man sleeping next to her... After all, the feelings in her heart are not as good as she shows I like it, so all "enjoyment" is suffering.

Lu Zhenzhong was the best man she could find within her power.In order to keep such a top match, it is bound to pay some price.She understood, and repeatedly tortured herself in her heart: What price is she going to pay?
Weighing, deducing, weighing... The final result is very cliché: give him a child.

Half a year later, Sang Baiyue got her wish.

Handing the pregnancy test stick that showed pregnancy to Lu Zhenzhong who just woke up from a deep sleep, Lu Zhenzhong was overjoyed, staring at the simple two lines, unwilling to let go for a long time, grinning silly.

She laughed too.Mother is expensive by child.

With the excuse of being pregnant, she couldn't wait to move back to the urban area and her familiar life circle.

On weekday nights, she rolled on the big bed alone, laughing out loud in her dreams.pretty!This goal is the overt defense of marriage.

She is deeply satisfied with her ability.

But I don't want to be born in sorrow and die in peace.

It was discovered that Lu Zhenzhong was still selling well in the marriage and love market, and it was the second year after giving birth to his daughter.

She seemed to be extremely at ease with him, but in fact, every weekend when Lu Zhenzhong came to the house from Anting, and every time he went to take a shower, she would secretly turn on his cell phone.It is more important than anything that the password has not been changed.

That time, the password was not changed, but there was a strange smell of perfume on the changed clothes.

Smell and know people.

Sang Baiyue seemed to see a fresh, delicate, ghostly and haunting little fairy.At that moment, my let go heart suddenly rolled up.Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, and the hand holding the shirt trembled faintly.

Instinctively, she realized that she cared more about him than she thought.

She had to find out Lu Zhenzhong's hidden secrets and kill them with her own hands.

(End of this chapter)