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"Bai Suye, I'll ask you again-what about me, baby, child, son?" Every word in Ye Yan is very heavy, word by word.

The fist lying on the side of the body tightened, shuddering tightly, until the exposed half of the arm leaped sharply.

All this shows his repressed and forbearing anger at the moment.

"Flowing ..." For a long while, Bai Suye spit out these two words lightly, his eyes fell on the ground without a trace of light. The sound is more like a light smoke, as if the wind blows, it will disperse.

However, it was clearly a sharp-edged sword that penetrated into the night chest. He was shocked, "You ... you say it again!"

"Aborted! The abortion operation has been performed! The child is gone! Are you satisfied?" She was a little out of control. When she spoke of her back, her voice was hoarse and almost exhausted. It was as if all the hard-pressed emotions could not be vented. At this moment, in the face of the questioning of the night owl, it broke out completely. "Yeah, although you are going to marry you, I will not disturb you ... never ..."

The word ‘remove’ is constantly piercing her heart, no less light than the sadness of the child when she abandoned her ...

Ye Yan's eyes were red, and her big palm strangled her skinny neck, pushing her heavily against the wall. The blue veins on his forehead jumped abruptly, with a violent expression, "Do you believe me and kill you now?"

He was so irritated that his voice was shaking, and he didn't spare any effort. This woman dared to kill his child! Killed their children so calmly and rationally! First child!

Bai Suye only felt that he was about to die in his hands, his face was bruised. However, she didn't struggle, just let him be embarrassed by him.

The people passing by looked at this scene and were afraid to say anything. Until Tang and Song ran over and grabbed his hand, "Yeah, you quickly let go and want to kill someone ?!"

Ye Di can't hear anything.

Red eyes stared at the white millet leaf, and gradually, gradually, a deep mist of water floated in the eye sockets.

Bai Suye looked in her eyes, and suddenly felt that her heart had been hit hard by a sharp weapon. The giant sorrow made her feel only that her internal organs were twitching.

Tears rolled down unconsciously.

"Bai Suye ... I was really crazy, I would dig out my heart again and again, hold it in your hands, and let you 蹂 丨 躏, let you do it!" His voice broke and Cruel, always accustomed to controlling everything and taking the world by storm, this time, he has never been astonished and frustrated. His lips were close to the tip of her nose, and she could feel his breath was piercingly cold, his lips were shaking, and his voice was shaking too much. "You let me lose again ... a defeat!"

His hand, slowly, slowly released from her neck. People also took a step back, with some instability.

She was breathing freely, but her legs were weak and she was standing still against the wall.

With only one breath, the whole person slid down the wall and fell on the cold ground.

The mist under Ye Yan's eyes had dissipated, leaving only a piece of cold. He hugged her from top to bottom, his expression more ruthless than ever before, "From today on, you and me are completely indignant! From now on, no matter whether your white millet leaves are life or death, and nocturnal with me No problem! "

Bai Suye gasped heavily, her eyes were hazy, her eyes were dim, and she was staring at Yeling, trying to say something, but her chest seemed to be blocked by something, and she could not say a word.

Ye Di finally looked at her, and the next moment, she turned around, leaving only a back.

"Night owl!" Tang Song called him and glanced at the white millet leaves that fell to the ground.

Bend down, lift her from the ground, and give her a deep look, "Although it is your business no matter how you toss, but ... this time, you really hurt the night owl."

Bai Suye stood against the wall, only feeling dizzy. She didn't listen to the words of Tang and Song at all, she just went back and forth to say ‘gratitude and justice’ to Ye Yan ...

He once said:

-If you dare to die, I will set off all hell!

Now, what he says is:

——In the future, no matter if you have white millet leaves for life or death, there will be no more problems with me at night!

No more trouble ...

Every word was in Ling Chi's heart.

She took heavy steps, step by step, stumbled into the ward. Several times, I almost fell and was supported by the kind people who passed by.

"Miss, are you okay?" Someone asked worriedly.

She shook her head and wanted to say ‘it ’s all right’.

What can happen? The most painful is when I blew alone last night when I was alone on the cold bed, and I was ruthlessly agitated in the body with my legs separated by a curettage.

That kind of pain was over, what else could she not bear?

But ... even so, she had lost her strength to speak in such simple words. Pale lips moved, but a husky cry came out.

"Miss? Miss, how are you doing?"

In the end, the voice of a stranger was heard. She was black before her eyes, fainted, and lost consciousness.

That moment ...

She thought, let's just fall asleep like this, sleep like this all the time ... at least, it won't hurt too much ...

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In one day, Ye Di flew from country T back to country S, and then from country S back to country T.

He locked himself in the house and never came out for a long time.

Tang Song sat on the sofa and looked upstairs several times. He was really worried that this incident would impact him too much and directly affect his fragile heart. Yemu was still upset downstairs, walking back and forth dozens of times in the hall. At 12 o'clock in the morning, he couldn't wait, took the key and went straight upstairs.

"Night." She knocked on the door.

Inside, nothing happened.

"Yeah, mom, you open the door."

"..." Inside, still quiet as always.

Yemu couldn't help but took the key and opened the door.

It was dark in the room.

The curtains of each window were pulled tightly, and the bright moonlight outside could not see through. As if, the world in the room, only the darkness is left ...

In the air, in addition to the smell of smoke, it is the smell of alcohol.

Yemu stood at the door, and by the light projected in from the outside, she could see Yexi sitting on the carpet. Next to them were empty wine bottles, and ... ashtrays with many butts.

Yemu looked red in her eyes.

Gently bring the door up and say nothing, just walk quietly and receive the wine bottle and ashtray aside.

Squatting down, holding his son tightly in his arms.

"Son, what's so uncomfortable, don't be bored, talk to your mother ~" Ye mother said in pain, her voice choked.