Abyss of Rebirth

After two strokes, Mr. An's life was barely saved, but his mental state was obviously not as good as usual, and his memory began to decline, and he would forget many recent events after a while.But correspondingly, the memory of the past became more and more profound.

In July, the old man celebrated his birthday. Because it was not a full birthday and he was afraid of exhausting the old man, so he kept everything simple and only invited a chef to the house to set up a family banquet.

"Where's grandpa?" An Rui entered the old house, saw Mrs. An was greeting guests, so she came over and asked.

Old Madam An reached out and touched An Rui's head, her face showed a little distress, but then she smiled again and said, "Rest on it... just now your grandfather told me about you, you go Look up at him."

An Rui nodded, glanced at An Zhe, and went upstairs with him.

The old man was sitting on the armchair in the bedroom, looking out of the window at a certain place, looking a bit desolate.

"Grandpa." An Rui called out, stepped forward, followed his line of sight to look out, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing An Rui's voice, Old Man An moved slightly, then turned his head to look at him, his slightly dull eyes slowly recovered a little brilliance, the old man stretched out his hand to hold An Rui, and patted his cheek affectionately. Hand: "Rui Rui is here?" Then he looked at An Zhe who was standing behind An Rui, and asked An Rui with a smile, "Are you bringing friends?"

An Rui looked back at An Zhe, who still had a faint smile on his face, showing no special expression. He sighed and shook the old man's hand: "Grandpa, have you forgotten again? This is Xiao Zhe .”

Mr. An froze on the spot and thought for a while, then patted his head lightly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Oh, Xiao Zhe!" Then he also sighed, stood up, pulled An Rui over and patted Patting An Zhe on the shoulder, he said, "I'm getting old, my brain is failing... But I haven't seen you for two months, and Xiao Zhe has grown so tall!"

An Zhe smiled slightly, but said nothing.

The old man took a person's hand and walked towards the door: "If you're all here, go and sit down, there are so many people and it's lively." Then he paused for a while, and then repeated it again like a sigh, " It's so lively...it's so lively..."

Downstairs, Zhou Yuting was helping the old lady to greet the guests. Seeing the old man leading An Zhe and An Rui down, she hurried up with a slight smile: "Dad, are you coming down? How are you doing?" How are you feeling recently?"

Mr. An stood on the floor and watched Zhou Yuting carefully for a while, then he suddenly realized with a smile and shouted: "So it's Yaoyao!"

Zhou Yuting's smiling face suddenly froze.

"It's been so many years, Yaoyao, you still haven't changed at all." Mr. An looked at Zhou Yuting, and sighed with a smile, "Ruirui is so old, you are still the same as before... By the way, why don't you treat your father this time?" They invite you to come and sit down, I remember that I haven't had tea with my father-in-law for a long time."

An Haicheng, who was walking this way, also heard the old man's words, and his expression changed slightly. He stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Yuting back, then stepped forward to help the old man down, and explained in a low voice: "Dad, isn't she distant."

"No?" Old Master An glanced at Zhou Yuting's delicately made-up face again, as if he was a little confused.

"Yaoyao is gone." An Haicheng was a little sad, and then he didn't look at Zhou Yuting, but said to the old man, "Dad, let's sit in the living room."

The old man nodded, and followed An Haicheng slowly to the living room.

An Rui and An Zhe then also went downstairs. When they passed by Zhou Yuting, An Rui glanced at her slightly, smiled slightly, and said, "Aunt Zhou, you don't have to be sad. Grandpa is sick. Who is on his side?" Memory, is my mother the only daughter-in-law of the An family?" Then he swept his gaze around her face, "But it doesn't matter, anyway, as long as Dad insists that you are his wife..." Speaking of which But it stopped, and then walked to the living room with An Zhe.

Zhou Yuting looked at the people talking and laughing in the living room, and then at An Haicheng, who was turning his back on her, who was becoming more and more indifferent to her. She hated secretly, but she didn't dare to show it. The last smiling face continued to help greet the guests.

Although it was just a family banquet, the old man still couldn't last the whole time, and the banquet ended after he finished his meal in a hurry.In the evening, when An Rui and the others returned home, it was almost ten o'clock. Zhou Yuting took a shower and went into the room. Seeing that An Haicheng was sitting on the bed topless and reading a magazine, she reached out and took off the big bath towel around her body. , revealing a set of fiery and bold erotic underwear inside, walked over gently, and wrapped An Haicheng's shoulders softly and bonelessly.

"Haicheng." Zhou Yuting whispered seductively into An Haicheng's ear, and kept rubbing against his body, "You haven't been home for a long time, I miss you so much."

An Haicheng remained unmoved, his face even looked a little irritable, he stretched out his hand and pushed Zhou Yuting, frowned and said in a low voice, "Stay away from me."

Zhou Yuting heard the words, but she entangled him even tighter: "Haicheng, what's wrong with you? Don't you miss me?"

"I told you to stay away from me!" An Haicheng used all his strength to push Zhou Yuting to the ground, with a bit of tyranny in his eyes, "Are you thinking about this all day long? Why are you thinking about it?" Can't you be as sensible and considerate as Yaoyao?"

A trace of resentment flashed in Zhou Yuting's eyes, she looked at An Haicheng, and said aggrievedly: "Haicheng, what's wrong with you, did you encounter something unhappy?"

An Haicheng threw the magazine away, and walked back and forth on the ground a little irritably: "If it wasn't for you... If it wasn't for you, how could the Xie family and I have gotten into this mess? How much effort did I spend on this project? Waste How much work did you put in? I've already made an agreement with them—if it succeeds this time, Dad will definitely pay attention to me again," the originally low voice suddenly rose at the end, full of some kind of cruelty Angry, An Haicheng walked towards Zhou Yuting, grabbed her hair vigorously with one hand, and slapped her hard with the other, "If it wasn't for you...why didn't you die? If you died earlier , maybe it turned out not to be like this!" As he spoke, he slapped him again.

"Haicheng, Haicheng, I was wrong, don't hit...ah! Haicheng!" Zhou Yuting dodged An Haicheng's atrocities in embarrassment, but her hair was forcibly grabbed, and she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried. He broke free from An Haicheng's hand, but after running for a few steps before reaching the door, he was dragged back viciously, "Do you still dare to run? Do you still dare to run?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore! Please, don't hit me!" Zhou Yuting cried pitifully, but in An Haicheng's eyes, this appearance seemed to arouse his tyrannical nature even more.The strength of her hands became more and more inappropriate, until Zhou Yuting was pulled by her hair and forced to hit the cabinet. A violent impact made her eyes go black, and then she completely lost consciousness.

When Zhou Yuting woke up, it was past two o'clock in the morning. Looking around, An Haicheng was no longer in the room.

She reluctantly propped herself up and stood up, and staggered to the dressing table. The bruised and purple face in the mirror made her unable to bear a breath of cold air.

Such a day... such a day!Zhou Yuting clenched her fists fiercely, no, I can't go on like this.She had to find a way, had to find a way!Zhou Yuting gritted her teeth and walked to the bed again, took out her mobile phone to take a picture of the bruises on her body, and then found a number from the phone book and dialed it.After playing it two or three times, it is considered to be answered over there.

"Calling at night, what do you want to do?"

An angry male voice came from the phone, Zhou Yuting heard it, and bit her lips slightly: "Brother, come and pick me up, I'm going to the hospital."

"Pick you up? Do you know what time it is?" The voice over there was even more angry, but when he finished speaking, he paused again, sounding a little excited, "Hospital, what's the matter? Are you pregnant? "

Hearing Zhou Jianshan's excited voice, Zhou Yuting felt inexplicably sad. She lowered her voice and said coldly, "Come pick me up from An's house in half an hour. Hurry up." After finishing speaking, she didn't explain much, " Hung up the phone with a snap.

Zhou Jianshan looked at the phone inexplicably. Although he was a little annoyed by Zhou Yuting's attitude, when he thought that his sister might be pregnant with An's child and that he might be promoted again by An Haicheng, he immediately regained his energy and took a quick shower. face, then changed into a set of clothes, took the car keys and went out.

There were very few people on the street in the middle of the night, and they arrived at An's house smoothly along the way.Zhou Jianshan parked the car in front of the community, and saw Zhou Yuting was already waiting for him outside with a bag.

"Xiao Ting, I say you..." Zhou Jianshan saw Zhou Yuting opened the car door and sat in. He turned around and was about to ask something, when he heard Zhou Yuting's cold voice behind him, "Go to the hospital, hurry up."

Zhou Jianshan was taken aback for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders, and said with a playful smile while driving the car: "Sure enough, she is pregnant with Prince Long, and this air is raised?"

Zhou Yuting sat in the back but didn't talk to him. Zhou Jianshan also felt a little bored, so he simply increased the accelerator and drove towards the nearest hospital.

"Okay, here we are." After parking the car, Zhou Jianshan opened the car door, Zhou Yuting lowered her head slightly, and quickly walked towards the outpatient department.Zhou Jianshan followed behind, barely catching up, stretched out his hand and pulled the man's arm, a little angry, "I said what's going on with you—what's the matter with you?"

I hadn't seen it clearly before because of the dim light, but now in a bright place, those terrible bruises on Zhou Yuting's white arms immediately appeared incomparably ferociously.

"Are you... An Haicheng hit you?!" Zhou Jianshan looked up at Zhou Yuting's even more terrifying face, and was stunned for a while before finally realizing it.

Zhou Yuting smiled coldly and didn't reply.

"Then you came to the hospital because..." Zhou Jianshan's face changed slightly, and then he immediately pulled Zhou Yuting out the next second, "No, you can't go to the hospital!"

"Brother, what are you doing? Ah...you hurt me! Brother, let go!" Zhou Yuting didn't break free from Zhou Jianshan's hand until she was dragged out of the hospital, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Zhou Jianshan glared at Zhou Yuting, "I just want to ask you what you want to do! Did you come to the hospital to make a big deal out of this?"

Zhou Yuting looked at Zhou Jianshan, and shouted out of control in a low voice: "Could it be that I have been beaten like this, and I still have to bear it?!"

"Calm down!" Zhou Jianshan roared, "Brother-in-law may just be impulsive, man, it's inevitable that sometimes you don't know the severity of the attack..."

"Look at my face! Is this impulsive?" Zhou Yuting looked at Zhou Jianshan in disbelief.

Zhou Jianshan dragged Zhou Yuting a few more steps with all his strength, then stuffed him into the car, and quickly got into the car and started the car himself: "Then how about it, do you want to divorce him?"

"I……"

"Don't tell me you really have this idea!" Zhou Jianshan glanced at Zhou Yuting through the rearview mirror, "Impossible! Your main task now is to give birth to a son for the An family, don't think about anything else! "

"What did you say?! I'm going to the hospital, you let me go! You let me go!"

"What's the noise?" Zhou Jianshan turned his head and glared at Zhou Yuting fiercely, stepped on the gas pedal, and said in a low and fierce voice, "I warn you, our Zhou family can't afford to lose that face! If you divorce An Haicheng...then There is no place for you in the Zhou family either! You can figure it out yourself!"

Zhou Yuting stared blankly at Zhou Jianshan's distorted face for a long time, then laughed in a low voice, then, looking at the empty street, she finally fell silent.