Zongling Biography

Chapter 715 Disillusionment-
Neither Zong Musui nor Ji Sijiu thought that this little life would come so suddenly.

In fact, his heart hurts ten thousand times more than Ji Sijiu's.

He had countless fantasies about their future.

Wearing a red wedding dress, with bright eyes and red lips smiling gently, she personally placed her hand in his palm.

He will promise in her ear that he will tolerate her and pamper her for the rest of his life, even if she breaks the sky, he will find a way to help her make it up.

They will have an elf in the world, a daughter who can be naughty and cute, as eccentric as she is.

It can also be a humble and honest son who gives all his love to the mistress of the family like him.

He is only responsible for taking good care of the two of them, and using the limited ability of an ordinary person to support them.

Make up for all the family affection that Ji Sijiu lost since childhood.

When the fantasy in his mind was shattered by reality one day, the beauty he had been endowed with was completely different from what he had imagined, and a strong gap occurred in his heart.

He still has no ability to change the trajectory of his fate, as if there is only darkness left in the world for a moment.

Getting a lesson this time is not a kind of growth, the dead angel is his first child.

Regardless of whether he has any memories of the past, he has never been a father, but God deprived him of the qualifications to be a father.

This process is very painful, fate is a game of hurting each other, and his fantasies have come to nothing.

He didn't protect the woman he loved the most, and the child who came running towards him.

What's the use of being strong?

What about protecting the world?

Be able to have a mind of great love and love, love the world, spread all living beings, save the souls of wronged people, and practice diligently.

Is the little love in my heart not so important?
If this is the case, it would be better to be just an ordinary grassroots person, with simple tea and light food, three meals a day, straw sandals and common clothes, with both children.

Love is a very magical power. It is said that great love has no boundaries. If you have never experienced little love, you have never learned how to love, how can you get great love?

People around her can't keep her safe, so how can they save the troubled times.
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Ji Sijiu continued to pretend not to know, and Zong Musui didn't mention it in front of her.

The two people understood each other's thoughts, and they were unwilling to spread out to face this accident together.

Although they looked safe and sound, in the process of contact, there was still a slight difference from before.

They couldn't even look directly into each other's eyes, even if they accidentally looked at each other for a few seconds, they would flee immediately.

I know how empty I am in my heart.

Both of them took the responsibility onto themselves, wishing they could stab countless knives in their hearts.

Even if they were not married, if Ji Sijiu knew of the existence of this child in advance, Ji Sijiu would give birth to her without hesitation.

That is her blood, the only relative in this world.
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Achuan came to visit her the next day with an insulated box.

Zong Musui seemed to have not slept all night, his face was haggard and there were many blue stubbles on his chin.

"Mr. Zong, go back and rest! I'll be here with her during the day."

A Chuan suggested in a low voice, not wanting to wake up the sleeping patient.

Zong Musui did not refuse, nodded, and said: "Okay, Afu Alu may come over later, if you need anything, call Yi Qing."

"Okay, then I'll take you out."

Zong Musui undid two buttons of his shirt, held the suit in his hand, leaned over and kissed the forehead of the woman on the hospital bed, then turned and left.

Achuan sent it all the way to the end of the corridor, and couldn't help saying: "Mr. Zong, I saw it."

(End of this chapter)