Madam's black history was picked up

Although Aya has been in love many times, she always makes boyfriends with a playful mentality, so in fact she doesn't know what it feels like to love someone or to be truly loved by someone.

When she saw that Anyajie could do almost anything for Si Tianmu, she was so humble that she almost lost herself. At that time, Aya was angry with Anyajie.

She always said that An Yajie was too stupid and didn't cherish herself. If you don't even cherish yourself as a woman, how can you expect others to love you.

But when she saw Yang Dazhuang follow her and jumped out of the window without hesitation, at that moment, Aya suddenly understood Anyajie's unhesitating behavior for love.

When you only have that person in your heart, you can do anything for him, give up everything for him, even your own life.

Aya never knew that it was such a happiness to be loved by someone with her life, making one even think that for this love, even if she lost her life, it was worth it.

This feeling has never appeared in her previous love history, and Aya really likes this feeling.

If there is such a person who loves you without hesitation, what reason do you have to reject him?

After Aya understood what she wanted, her heart suddenly started beating wildly, just like a young girl in love seeing a boy she likes.

Aya waited for Yang Dazhuang to come back with excitement, she wanted to tell him her heart, she wanted to ask him: "Would you like a young man to marry me when my hair reaches my waist?"

As soon as Yang Dazhuang walked to the door of the ward with the porridge, the attending doctor and nurse also came over.

"Doctor Zhao, are you here to check on Aya's situation?"

"Yes, good morning, Mr. Yang, do you have porridge for the sick?"

Yang Dazhuang smiled: "Well, she just finished the operation, let her eat some light and digestible food first.

"Well, that's right." Doctor Zhao nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Yang is very good at taking care of patients. Miss Aya is really lucky to have such a caring boyfriend like you."

When Aya heard the conversation between Yang Dazhuang and the doctor outside the door, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled. She hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, otherwise she would be embarrassed when Yang Dazhuang came in later.

Yang Dazhuang smiled and said nothing, he suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Aya in the ward, she was still sleeping, Yang Dazhuang was relieved.

"Doctor Zhao, when you go in for an examination later, don't tell Aya that she may not be able to conceive in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it for a while."

Aya's eyes widened suddenly after hearing this sentence, she stared blankly at the top of her head, her hands were also firmly grasping the bed sheet.Her heart twitched so hard that she almost went into shock from the pain.

"I heard it wrong, I must have heard it wrong." Aya desperately told herself that she heard it wrong.

Doctor Zhao sighed: "It's really hard to accept, but she will know sooner or later, no matter when she knows, it will be cruel to her."

"As her boyfriend, try to enlighten her as much as possible. After all, you are still young, and there may be miracles in the future."

"I know, thank you, Dr. Zhao."

Doctor Zhao smiled, opened the door and walked into the ward.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, Aya quickly wiped away her tears and closed her eyes.

Dr. Zhao woke up Aya, checked her bleeding, and looked at the check list and results.

"Miss Aya, your operation was very successful. There was no major bleeding after the operation, and all indicators are normal. Relax and take a good rest, and you will be discharged from the hospital soon."

Aya looked at Dr. Zhao indifferently: "Can I still get pregnant in the future?"

"Uh……"

Yang Dazhuang didn't wait for Dr. Zhao to say anything, so he came over with a smile: "What are you talking about, of course you can conceive. Didn't the doctor just say that your operation was very successful, and you just need to rest well."

Aya looked at Dr. Zhao: "Really?"

Dr. Zhao nodded with a smile: "Don't think too much, relax and take a good rest, the most important thing is to take good care of your body."

After Dr. Zhao and the nurse left, Yang Dazhuang opened the porridge box: "I bought lean meat porridge for you, and I'll help you get up and eat some."

Aya raised her eyes to look at Yang Dazhuang, without any waves in her eyes, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.But it seems that there is another sadness and pain hidden deep in the eyes, as well as deep despair.

Yang Dazhuang was stung by Aya's eyes, and his heart ached. He put down the porridge, sat next to Aya and held her hand.

"Aya, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Aya didn't speak, just kept looking at Yang Dazhuang.

Yang Dazhuang became anxious, and just about to speak, Aya pulled out her hand and turned her head to the side: "You go, don't come here again."

Aya's voice was calm and cold.

Yang Dazhuang didn't realize what was going on all of a sudden, he just felt that his palm was suddenly empty, he subconsciously squeezed his fist, but he didn't squeeze anything.

Yang Dazhuang twitched the corner of his mouth unnaturally: "Why?" He didn't know what happened, yesterday he could clearly see love in Aya's eyes, why now...

Aya kept turning her head to look at the bathroom, leaving the back of her head to Yang Dazhuang.

Yang Dazhuang squeezed his fist, gritted his teeth and asked again: "Why?"

Aya's tears flowed out all at once, and she reached out and wiped them away quickly.

Why?Fool, do you even need to ask?Before you enter the door, I can say loudly that I accept you, because I found that I also like you.

But after you entered the door, what qualifications do I have to say that I accept you, what else can I use to love you now, I am no longer worthy of you.

Aya bit her lips tightly, suppressing the urge to cry.

"There is no reason, I am very grateful to you for saving me. In the future, as long as you want, I will return this life to you at any time, and I will not owe you half a cent." Aya's voice was so cold that it could freeze into ice.

"Aya, do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Dazhuang clenched his fists tightly and looked at Aya's side face in pain.

Yang Dazhuang's eyes flickered, and he tried his best to suppress the heart that wanted to collapse: "You know...every word you said..." Yang Dazhuang choked up so much that he couldn't continue.

"Every word is like a knife, piercing my heart one by one?" Yang Dazhuang stretched out his index finger and stabbed his heart so hard that he was about to suffocate from the pain.

"Aya, may I please, don't be so cruel to me, you don't need to like me, but please don't be so cruel to me, okay?"

Yang Dazhuang's tears poured out instantly.

Aya was crying, biting her fist tightly, and she didn't even feel the smell of blood in her mouth.

Her pain would not be less than Yang Dazhuang's. She wanted to throw herself into Yang Dazhuang's arms desperately, but she couldn't do that.

If she can't bear children for Yang Dazhuang, then she is not qualified to be with Yang Dazhuang, and his family will definitely not agree.

She couldn't make it difficult for Yang Dazhuang. Instead of suffering in the future, it's better to break it now.

Aya was afraid that if she continued talking to Yang Dazhuang, she would lose her mind.

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest, you go." Aya turned around and covered her head with the quilt.

Yang Dazhuang stood there blankly, looking at the resolute back, after a long time he smiled, laughing so painfully, so desperately.

He laughed at himself for being so stupid, for being an idiot, knowing that people didn't like him, and still rushing forward regardless, until he was hit with blood on his head and wounds all over his body.

Tears are sometimes a kind of silent happiness; smiles are sometimes a kind of unspeakable pain.

I have always imagined everything too beautifully, but in the end it can only make you cry.

Yang Dazhuang walked out of the ward in a daze, Aya looked at Yang Dazhuang's back as he walked away, and cried heartbreakingly.

It turns out that this is love, which can make people sweet to death, or painful to death.

Yang Dazhuang stood in the garden of the hospital, looking up at the blue sky, the dazzling light made him unable to open his eyes, he stretched out his hand to block the sun, but the sun still hurt his eyes.

Yang Dazhuang simply closed his eyes, making his world dark.

At this time, a hand patted Yang Dazhuang's shoulder, Yang Dazhuang opened his eyes, turned around and saw Xiao Mo in a white coat, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Yang Dazhuang carefully looked at Xiao Mo in front of him, with a black tie on a white shirt, a handsome face, and a gentle and polite smile.

Yang Dazhuang smiled bitterly in his heart: "Maybe she likes people like Xiao Mo, so even if I give her my heart, she won't take a second look."

Xiao Mo looked at Yang Dazhuang who was full of sadness, and frowned: "Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Dazhuang shook his head.

Xiao Mo glanced at Yang Dazhuang, then looked up at the building where Aya was. He turned his head to look at Yang Dazhuang: "Did something happen to Aya? Wasn't her operation very successful?"

Yang Dazhuang kept staring at Xiao Mo, and he said after a while: "Didn't you want to go and see her? Maybe... she wants to see her is you."

Xiao Mo was at a loss, and couldn't figure out why Yang Dazhuang, who had a bright personality, suddenly became depressed.

He felt that this buddy had something on his mind, and the brother's role was to listen to his buddy's bad thoughts and help him resolve them.

Xiao Mo put his arms around Yang Dazhuang's shoulders: "I happen to be off work, let's have a drink together."

Yang Dazhuang wanted to refuse, but he was in a bad mood right now, so he asked Xiao Mo to drag him away.

The two came to a restaurant, ordered a few small dishes, and served two bottles of liquor.

Xiao Mo watched Yang Dazhuang drink one cup after another like plain water, and he almost drank a bottle of wine by himself.

Yang Dazhuang was already a little drunk. He put his hands on the table and looked at Xiao Mo listlessly: "Why don't you drink, just look at me, I have flowers on my face."

"I didn't see the flowers, I only saw a melancholy little prince sitting opposite me and pouring himself a drink."

Yang Dazhuang laughed at himself, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass: "I will never be anyone's prince." He said and went to get the wine again.

Xiao Mo snatched the wine bottle, unscrewed the lid and poured a full glass for Yang Dazhuang.

"Tell me, what made you so depressed."