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Chapter 122 Five Lightning Bombs

The questioning words rang in her ears like thunder. Xin Yue suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the emotions overflowing in her bright eyes disappeared instantly. She raised the corners of her lips and laughed. She gradually laughed out loud.

There were cold tears, slowly sliding down from the corners of her eyes, and falling heavily on the man's hand that held her chin.

Her tears continued like beads, but she still laughed, and her laughter became louder and louder, as if it was about to annihilate the vast world and absurd years.

Her smile is charming yet fragile, beautiful yet sad.

It didn't take long for her to hold back her tears after laughing. Her long eyelashes drooped down, and her eyes flashed with a light of unknown meaning. They disappeared in an instant and no one could see clearly. They were like meteors passing by in the sky.

Resolutely leave without dust.

She neither cursed nor resisted. She lay quietly and docilely on the velvet white carpet, letting her messy black hair lay half way over her body. A slightly coquettish smile appeared on her pear-shaped face:

"Yes, Xia Chuan and I have done everything except losing our virginity, haha."

Sure enough, she saw the wanton anger in his eyes. As his fists clenched tighter and tighter, the flames in his eyes erupted even more, as if they were going to burn her to death and turn her into ashes.

Xin Yue faintly raised the corners of his lips.

She watched Chu Zhiling take off her pants, watched him spread her legs, and watched him furiously thrust forward. Her body that was supposed to be tense to death suddenly felt infinitely relaxed. She thought, she must be strong.

, must bear this atrocity, must have enough courage to face the consequences.

Because this is what she chose.

She had to cut off the only tie between him and her, she had to kill some hopes. She had to end it all decisively.

The man advanced quickly and violently, slamming into her small flower room. He included himself entirely in it, trying to open up the world inside her and make her wholeheartedly belong to him. Only to him.

Xin Yue frowned, and there was a tearing pain in her lower body. Sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and the crystal sweat dripped down her delicate and pale forehead, and soon disappeared into the black hair.

He continued to sprint, as if he would never tire.

His body pressed on top of her, undulating violently. Not long after, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning. She frowned in pain and gasped for air. Her body was beyond the load.

Huge pain, and as a stream of heat seemed to flow out of her lower body, her long, white hands moved up the man's back without scratching or hitting. She wrapped her hands around his neck, pulled his head down, and touched him.

He gasped in a low voice: "The child...is finally...no more...from now on...we go our separate ways..."

Chu Zhiling was suddenly shocked. He looked at the girl with a calm and determined face, and his heart suddenly dropped. It felt like someone had dug out a piece of his heart, which made him unable to breathe.

She made harsh words and said she wanted to kill the child, but she couldn't bear it, so she angered him and asked him to end everything between them with his own hands.

She was clearly desperate for him.

He hurriedly got off her body and checked that there was a small pool of blood between her legs. He suddenly froze there, as if he had been struck by thunder.

The messy strong wind was surging wildly outside, blowing the cold fallen leaves all over the ground, swaying and whirling, and the most desperate sighs were heard.

Xin Yue lay on the ground like a corpse, neither crying nor laughing, and said three words to Chu Zhiling in a hoarse voice:

"it's over."

The leaves swayed and the wind howled.

Xin Yue felt that she was in a cold winter, surrounded by a vast expanse of white snow, and the icy wind and sand hit her. She felt a biting coldness. There was a vast expanse of white in front of and behind her. She looked around, but she couldn't find it.

Any path she could take out, she stumbled on the snow. She felt helpless and blank like never before. She didn't know where she was or where she was going. She just mechanically went where she thought she was going.

The front kept moving, and my heart seemed to be dead, not beating at all.

She once thought she was dead, but the pain in her abdomen clearly reminded her that she still had feelings and was still alive in this cold world. She could actually feel someone walking around her, someone calling urgently.

Her wife, but she refused to wake up and open her eyes to see anyone or anything.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to escape so much. She would rather walk in the snow in the dream and be uncertain, and would rather be covered in the overwhelming snow and spend the rest of her life than touch anything similar to her in the current world.

Something related to that person.

She would rather be an ostrich, huddled in her own cold, isolated and isolated from the world.

"Madam, wake up, okay?"

"I made your favorite mung bean snack."

"Madam, when we return to China and arrive in Quanzhou, we will have a grand wedding. I will marry you in a big sedan chair." He held her hand, "Isn't this what you wanted in the first place?"

"Madam... I... I didn't mean to hurt you. I know you keep your integrity. I shouldn't have said such words. I shouldn't have made you angry."

"Madam, be good, wake up quickly."

Chu Zhiling talked to Xin Yue repeatedly like this every day, but Xin Yue still lay quietly on the bed,

She seemed to hear that her thick eyelashes were shaking slightly, but her black and white eyes never opened.

Her little face is as pale as jade. Due to the lack of rice in recent days, her face has become thinner and thinner. Her chin is pointed, like an awl, and she is very thin. The faint autumn sunshine shines into the room through the misty window sill paper.

, shining on Xin Yue's thin face, her face is particularly white and clean in the sun, with a vague translucency as thin as cicada wings. Her neck is also very pure and white, with shallow veins flowing, like

It is thin and fragile porcelain and will break if touched accidentally.

The weather seems to be good today. The wind blows through the sparse bamboo forest outside the house, making a clear sound like a stream.

"Madam, wake up. You have to think more about our children, and you can't stay in bed any longer."

In the darkness of the wilderness, such vague words came from nowhere. Xin Yue could not hear them very clearly in her coma. She heard the child, and her thoughts were confused and clear. She seemed to vaguely hear the meaning of his words, as if, the child

It's still in the stomach, not lost, intact.

She vaguely felt that her abdomen was hot and swollen, and there was faint flowing blood, like a little life ready to leap out at any time.

The man seemed to react when he saw her frowning, so he repeated what he just said:

"...We have to think more about our children. We can't stay in bed anymore."
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