Refusal to marry a wealthy family: Mrs. Zhuo escaped marriage again

Qiyue poured water for me and chatted, when she suddenly asked me.

"When I met you back then, you were just pregnant. Now the child has been born for a long time. When will you bring me to see?"

July's words made my heart tighten, and I felt a severe pain.

I lowered my head and squeezed the cup vigorously with both hands.

Several months have passed, and there is no news from Nuobao and Qingqing.

Sometimes I wake up crying in the middle of the night, and I wonder if they have been dead for a long time. I have been lying to myself, telling myself that they are alive, and then supporting myself to live.

Although everyone I know comforts me, saying that the two children are auspicious and have celestial phenomena.

But it's been so long, why can't I find it.

I can't think deeply, and my emotions will collapse when I think about it.

Tears fell without warning, startling Qiyue who was sitting beside me.

She hurriedly asked me what was wrong, and I shook my head, tears streaming down my face.

"Qingqian, what's the matter? Don't cry."

July held my hand, leaned over and continued to ask.

I kept shaking my head, and waited until my emotions stabilized before I said, "The two children are gone, Zhuo Yan and the children were in an accident on the boat, his body was salvaged, but the two children have never been whereabouts since then. "

My fingernails pinched my palms as I spoke.

I don't want to lose my temper.

However, I still couldn't hold back.

I lost my composure and started to cry bitterly while hugging Qiyue.

I couldn't stand it, I felt like I was going to go crazy.

"Clear and shallow."

July called my name and hugged me tightly. I just kept crying, crying for a long time, venting the pain that had accumulated for a long time.

I have already lost a lot of people, and God still refuses to let me go. What if he really takes my two sons away, how can I live?
My head was sore from crying, and Qiyue accompanied me silently, wiping my tears with a tissue. I cried until my throat became hoarse, and then I stopped.

"Don't worry, no news is the best news. It means that they are alive, they are fine, they are clean, and I know a lot of people. I will help you. We will definitely find them."

July held my face to appease my mood, I nodded, still shedding tears.

It was originally a greeting with old friends, but it turned into me crying alone. I looked at Qiyue embarrassedly and said sorry.

"I, I love to cry too much."

"It's not your problem. No one can bear it when something like this happens." Qiyue was still hugging me, she squeezed my hand, and said, "Qingqian, you are already very strong. If you were someone else, you might have gone crazy."

I didn't move, and I didn't make a sound. I put my arms around Qiyue's waist, panting heavily, and stared blankly.

I held my breath and hung myself.

If I go crazy, what will happen to my children.

I can't, I still have a lot to do.

This venting ended with my eyes swollen into walnuts. July took me to wash my face, and took her cosmetics to help me put on light makeup. After that, July took me out of the company and found a snack street. Take me to eat and relax.

I can't lift my spirits, but I have learned to pretend.

I spent noon with Qiyue like this, and when she was going back to work in the company in the afternoon, I asked Qiyue to tell Xu Lang for me that I was going to the cemetery, and I would go home when I was done.

Before leaving, July asked me to take care of myself. She said that if I kept crying, I would have to go to the hospital to have my eyes and throat checked.

I nodded, bid farewell to July, and took a taxi to the cemetery alone.

In front of Zhuo Yan's tombstone was a bunch of frozen brown-gray chrysanthemums. I picked them up and put them in a garbage bag. I helped Zhuo Yan clean the tombstone before I sat down.

I leaned on the tombstone, holding back the tears in my eyes.

Sure enough, people just can't always think about these sad things, otherwise they really won't be able to get out of it for a while.Zhuo Yan's tombstone is cool, I can't feel any warmth, and I don't want to talk to him, I just sat like this for a long time.

When the sky started to get dark, I was ready to leave. I reached out and touched Zhuo Yan's photo. I still couldn't say the sentence that I miss him very much.

No matter how much I miss it, I can't see it anymore.

I sniffed and raised my head to hold back my tears. I left the cemetery. After walking for a long time, I saw a taxi. When I returned to Xu Lang's house, I locked myself in the bedroom.

I wasn't in the mood to eat or drink, and my mind was full of how I was crying today. I wrapped myself in the quilt and leaned against the pillow, and just fell asleep in such a daze.

In a daze, I felt someone touching my forehead and calling me Qianqian.

My consciousness was not very clear, I thought it was Zhuo Yan in a trance, I opened my mouth, inexplicably, I felt hot tears dripping down from the corner of my eyes.

"Okay, it's so uncomfortable."

I was really uncomfortable, I was weak, I had no strength at all, and I also had a headache, as if my head was about to explode.

Every part of my body hurts, and I can't move around, just move as soon as I move.

Do you have a cold?
But this came too fast.

I was panting, feeling my body hot and cold for a while, and the man's voice was still in my ears, he asked me to lie down, and he went to call 120.

But I don't want to go to the hospital, that place is not good.

"No."

I only know that I opened my mouth and know what I want to say, but I don’t know if I have made a sound. My throat is extremely uncomfortable, which makes me feel like I am blocked by a large group of mud, which makes me suffocate. a feeling of.

"Zhuo Yan."

I called his name, reached out and grabbed Zhuo Yan's arm, I don't want him to go to the hospital with me, I want Zhuo Yan to accompany me, I seem to be crying, nagging, repeating .

"I miss you so much."

"Zhuo Yan, I miss you so much."

"Zhuo Yan, don't go."

I was just half asleep and half awake, being picked up by someone...

When I woke up, I was in the ward of the hospital. I was on an IV drip, and beside me was Xu Lang who was falling asleep leaning on a chair.

I moved my body and watched Xu Lang wake up.As soon as he came up, he asked me how I was. I shook my head and said I was fine.

As soon as the words fell, I gasped.

Why does this throat hurt so much, it hurts me to death, I raised my hand to touch it, and glanced at Xu Lang.

"Do you want some water? I'll get it for you."

I nodded, took the warm water poured by Xu Lang, I drank a few sips, I thought it would relieve, but I didn't expect the pain to be even worse.

I was in some pain, watching Xu Lang ran out and called for a doctor.

Are you going to be dumb again?

I'm really scared.

I've been through enough ordeals and I really don't want to be disabled again.

I curled up, doing psychological counseling for myself in my heart.

It will definitely be fine, I have been healed for a long time, and there will be no relapse.

My vocal cords are fine, I just have a sore throat.

But despite thinking this way, panic swept through my body.

I was afraid, afraid of what would happen next.