Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

All of a sudden, old and former hatred welled up in her heart. She opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with bloody hatred, "Then what do you mean?"

"I..." Li Baihan had never quarreled with her before, so he was momentarily shocked by the hatred in her eyes and was speechless.

She hates him!
He knew that she hated him a long time ago, but because of the recent relationship, he thought that this hatred was slowly decreasing, but he never thought that he was just deceiving himself.

Song Weiwei's heart was scorching with hatred, and seeing him hesitant to speak, it seemed that she was making trouble for no reason, and an unknown fire rushed up.

"Chenchen is as light as a feather in your heart, but as heavy as a thousand weights in my heart. If he is healthy and healthy, I will never see you in my life."

She will not let her eldest brother let out the news that she is still alive, she will not go to Beicheng to approach him again, and she will not... have a relationship with him.

She has done so much, not because she still loves him and has no more affection for him.

Li Baihan's pupils narrowed slightly, "Weiwei, it's not fair for you to say that. I don't care about Chenchen. How important he is to you is how important he is to me."

Song Weiwei completely lost her mind, "Stop being hypocritical in front of me, I don't know why you are crazy, pretending to be deeply in love with me, but I will never forget the day you forced me to sign the divorce agreement, you I will never forget the fact that I was with Miao Yiren, she told me personally, you send her to see me off, and let me never hinder you from being together again."

Seeing that she was emotional, Li Baihan tried to get closer to her, "Weiwei, nothing happened between me and her, it was just a play."

A play that kills you.

But he couldn't say the second half of the sentence no matter what. The reason why he asked Miao Yiren to act in this scene was because he was afraid that she would not give up.

Now she gave up, but he regretted it too much, and his heart was pierced.

Song Weiwei's body trembled, "A play?"

Li Baihan licked his lips, he was a little embarrassed to say it, but he didn't want her to continue to misunderstand, so he said with great difficulty: "Well, at the beginning... I had some health problems, and you were very likely to be widowed, I couldn't bear it... "

Song Weiwei looked up at him suddenly. Under the light, the man's face was pale. She remembered that during the time in Beicheng, he seemed to be in and out of the hospital frequently.

"you……"

Seemingly understanding what she was worried about, Li Baihan said in a low voice, "It's all right now, but I need a full body checkup every six months."

Song Weiwei still hasn't recovered from the shock.

He said that there was something wrong with his health, not just one thing, but something that would make her a widow. That's why he and Miao Yiren acted together to force her to divorce.

But what she knew was not the case.

At the beginning, it was obvious that he fell in love with Miao Yiren, had sex with Miao Yiren, and then sent Miao Yiren to kill her to prevent future troubles.

Her thoughts were chaotic, her brain was swollen like she was suffering from stress disorder, and her stomach was churning. She covered her mouth and stumbled to the bathroom on the first floor.

Seeing her face change drastically and running to the bathroom, Li Baihan hurriedly chased after her, only to see her lying on the toilet and throwing up all over the place.

Li Baihan stood there, a little at a loss, "Weiwei, are you okay? Why did you suddenly vomit? I'll call the doctor to come and see."

Song Weiwei felt that she was going to vomit all the bile, until there was nothing in her stomach, she got up to flush the water, put down the toilet seat again, and sat on it weakly.

Li Baihan took half a glass of water from the cup and handed it to her, "Come on, rinse your mouth."

Song Weiwei vented just now, and vomited for a while, the excitement gradually calmed down, she took the cup and rinsed her mouth.

Her limbs were weak and her whole body was limp. She sat back on the toilet seat again.

The surroundings became quiet, only the rain outside the window was hitting the glass, making crackling noises. Song Weiwei stared at the empty mouthwash cup in her hand, and suddenly felt that the current situation was too funny.

She hated him for seven years and resented him for seven years. She originally planned to never see each other until death, but fate brought them together again.

And now, she suddenly knew that he didn't want her seven years ago, not because he had moved on, but because he was sick and he didn't want her to be a widow.

Being so caring is ridiculous, how much does he look down on her feelings for him?
Thinking of this, she raised her eyelids and looked at him, with a touch of sarcasm in her eyes, she said sharply, "You pester me like this now because you think you are in good health, you are not sick, and you don't think you will drag me down and make me a widow is it?"

Li Baihan was speechless.

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, "But I am no longer the Song Weiwei who was full of only you seven years ago. You killed her with your own hands, and she no longer exists."

Li Baihan's pupils contracted violently, his throat choked slightly, "Weiwei..."

"Don't call me by that name," Song Weiwei interrupted him, she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of indifference, "I came back to find you, not because of old love."

Li Baihan's heart seemed to have been dug out a big hole.

"I don't love you anymore, Li Baihan." Song Weiwei said softly. Back then, she waited for him day after day, because she knew he had feelings for her.

But she still couldn't believe whether this relationship was what she wanted, so she waited day after day, waiting for him to step down from the altar and give her a response.

But in the end, she just wrapped herself tightly in this hopeless relationship, and in the end, life was worse than death. Now that she said these words, she felt the pleasure of piercing the wound with a knife.

She was finally able to break free from this unrequited love, and she no longer felt sorry for herself.

Li Baihan seemed to have been stabbed in the heart, his body swayed, he opened his mouth several times to speak, but sadly found that he had nothing to say.

Back then he made such a decision, not so much because he didn't want her to be a widow, but because his proud self-esteem didn't allow it.

He didn't allow himself to be vulnerable and helpless in front of her, and she didn't allow her to sympathize with him.

Therefore, he would rather use all means to drive her away than to let her stay by his side and watch him be tortured into shapeless by illness.

But at this moment.

She simply said "I don't love you anymore", and she was even more desperate than when he got the medical certificate back then.

Song Weiwei slowed down a bit, and with strength in her body, she stood up and walked out past him.

Li Baihan grabbed her wrist and pulled her back abruptly, the despair in his heart forced him to kiss her regardless.

Song Weiwei was pulled into him by him, and her shoulder blades ached. She was taken aback for a moment, but then she reacted quickly and pushed him hard.

Like an enraged beast, the man picked up Song Weiwei, placed her on the narrow sink, and kissed her as if holding down a long-awaited prey.

Taking away her air, suppressing her struggle, even subconsciously moved her fingers to Song Weiwei's throat...

This was a kiss on the verge of suffocation, confusion, despair, pain, all negative emotions smashed towards Song Weiwei with the intense kiss.

She couldn't bear such intense emotions for a while, and almost lost her breath several times.

Thunder was rolling outside the window, and lightning illuminated the small bathroom. The man's eyes were scarlet, like a trapped animal on the verge of despair.

At this time, Song Chenchen's voice came from outside the bathroom.

"Mummy? Shushu? Where are you?" Song Chenchen's voice was crying, as if he was woken up by the thunder, and he didn't see that the adults were in a panic.

Hearing his son's voice, Li Baihan slowly let go of Song Weiwei. He put one hand on her side, his eyes calmed down a lot. He touched Song Weiwei's face with his fingertips, and rubbed her chapped lips apologetically. .

Under the light, I can still feel pity for her being ravaged.

He lowered his head, and lightly licked her broken lips, feeling her body trembling, he whispered: "It's okay, Song Song, I will love you instead."

Song Weiwei sat on the sink as if sleepwalking, and it took a while to realize that what he said just now was an answer to her "I don't love you anymore".

She reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair. When she jumped off the sink, her legs were a little weak and she almost fell to the ground. She quickly supported the sink.

Really promising!
Is it okay to be kissed until your legs are weak?
Outside the door, Song Chenchen saw Li Baihan coming out of the bathroom, he trotted over and threw himself into his arms, looking at him tearfully, "Shu Shu, I'm so scared, woo woo woo..."

Li Baihan patted him on the back, watched the tears rolling down his face one after another, his heart tightened, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Shushu is here."

The little guy howled for a while, clutching Li Baihan's skirt tightly, sobbing and saying: "Then can I sleep with you later?"

There were still tears on the little guy's eyelashes, his eyes were wet, and he looked a little pitiful.

Li Baihan hesitated.

After what happened just now, is Song Weiwei still willing to lie on the same bed with him?

At this time, Song Weiwei came out of the bathroom, her expression had returned to indifference, and the occasional lightning flashes outside the window made her face even paler.

The torrential rain continued, and she couldn't leave in the rain.

Seeing her coming, Song Chenchen struggled to rush towards her, and was picked up by Song Weiwei, who hugged her firmly in her arms. She didn't look at Li Baihan, and said in a low voice, "I'll take him back to the room to sleep."

When Li Baihan saw her carrying Song Chenchen upstairs, he felt helpless and disappointed.

He was so agitated by her "I don't love you anymore" that he lost his mind just now, but now he is calm, but his heart is aching.

The Song Weiwei who had only him in his heart and eyes back then had been killed by his own hands, and now standing in front of him was Niu Hulu Weiwei.

Song Weiwei carried Song Chenchen back to the children's room. The 1.5-meter children's bed was enough for both mother and child to lie down on. Song Chenchen seemed to feel something, put her arms around her neck, and buried her face in her chest.

"Mummy, you smell so good." Song Chenchen said in a milky voice.

Song Weiwei was afraid of pressing him down, so she put her hands on the mattress behind him, "Go to sleep, tomorrow's end-of-school ceremony is going to be a performance, it won't look good if you have dark circles."

Song Chenchen rubbed against her chest, "Mummy, did you quarrel with Shushu?"

Song Weiwei was startled, "No, don't worry about it, go to sleep."

Song Chenchen lifted a fat short leg across her lower abdomen. This position seemed very comfortable. He sighed contentedly, "Mommy, I don't want younger siblings anymore."

Song Weiwei was stunned, "Huh?"

"I'm enough for the unwanted children. I don't want them to come to this world to treat my illnesses and be dispensable tool people." Song Chenchen said.

Song Weiwei raised her upper body abruptly, and looked down at Song Chenchen in her arms. He heard their conversation just now, and she panicked, "Chenchen, I don't allow you to think that way, we are all looking forward to your arrival."

Song Chenchen lowered his eyelids, his facial features were sometimes illuminated by lightning, making him look sad: "But I'm not in good health, I'm always sick and hospitalized, Mommy, I wish I was a healthy child."

A soreness rushed straight to the tip of her nose, Song Weiwei's eyes were moist, and she felt pain in her heart, "Little fool, how can I blame you, I should blame me, I didn't give you a healthy body."

Gululu Song Chenchen sat up, knelt down in front of her, and anxiously wiped her tears with her chubby hands, "Mummy, don't cry, I won't say anything, I won't say anything again."

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, hugged Song Chenchen's soft body into her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Chenchen, you don't know how grateful I am that you came into this world."

His birth rekindled her life.

In fact, when she first woke up, her whole body seemed to be put together again, and she had to receive treatment every day. The torture was much more painful than lying down and being a vegetable.

She needs injections, infusions and medicines every day. What makes her lose all hope is rehabilitation. She fell from such a high place, and her bones were displaced.

After lying on the bed for a year, the bones have grown well, but if the functions are scrapped, they can only be rehabilitated to make these functions work again.

During that time she wanted to die every day.

Especially when family members and sons suddenly appeared around her. She watched them greet her with care, and watched the little guy who looked exactly like her climb up and down, and was taught to call her mother by them. Big joke.

She even wondered if she had lost her memory, otherwise how did this group of family members and sons emerge?

Later, Song Yuheng gave her two paternity tests, one was between her and Song's father, and the other was between her and Song Chenchen.

Biology is a good thing, it makes it clear who you are related to.

Holding two paternity test reports, she still didn't feel the truth, and still couldn't accept that she gave birth to a baby in a vegetative state, which made her seniority a bit higher.

However, blood relationship speaks louder than words. Whether she accepts it or not, this group of people happily accepts her.

For a while, she not only had parents, mother and brother, but also a well-behaved and sensible son. Her life was so complete that she almost thought that she was still dreaming.

This encounter in life is also enviable.

But she didn't pull herself together, the pain of recovery and the despair of being abandoned both destroyed her will and made her want to be a salted fish.

What does active rehabilitation do?

If she is alive, that person may not be happy, maybe he will try to kill her again, she might as well die cleanly, so as not to dirty his hands again.

But accidents always come.