"Child?" The girl on the bed moved her eyelids and opened her black eyes as clear as water. Because of not speaking for several days, her voice became very difficult and hoarse.

"You're awake."

"Are you talking about children?" She sat up and looked at him quietly. Her voice improved significantly and became much clearer in an instant.

He explained her doubts: "I went to see a well-known midwife here, and she said you were bleeding because I touched you too hard, and that's why you bleed. The baby is fine."

Seeing her calm expression and no overreaction, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the mung bean and rice porridge on the side, and said softly: "Come on, I'll feed you something to eat. It's not good to be hungry."

He tentatively moved the white porcelain spoon filled with mung bean and rice porridge forward, and found that she did not reject it, so he put the spoon to her slightly pale mouth, and placed the bowl on her chin with the other hand.

Then, to prevent the mung bean and rice porridge from falling on her, he softened his voice and said warmly: "Be good, open your mouth."

Xin Yue raised her eyes, and her eyes were like the wind passing by without any ripples or traces. Her eyes moved, and a sudden ripple suddenly flashed in her jade-like black eyes. The mung bean and rice porridge that was just on her lips flew away in an instant.

After driving far, there was a "ding" sound, and the good porridge bowl was smashed to pieces, and the warm and sticky porridge suddenly spilled all over the floor.

Chu Zhiling was startled and wanted to scold her, but looking at her face as pale as paper, he suppressed the faint anger emanating from the bottom of his heart.

"Why is he still alive?! Why does he still have children?" She suddenly frowned, stared at Chu Zhiling and asked slightly angrily, "Why not let him die? What's the use of him living in this world?

It will hinder me and hinder me! He should die, die!"

Chu Zhiling suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and tried to comfort her: "Madam, calm down."

"Bring me a bowl of abortion pills and ask Uncle Hao to grab the potion. After it's boiled, bring it to me." She shook her head, her face pale, "I must not let him give birth, I must not."

"Madam, if you feel uncomfortable, just come to me. Stop torturing the child. You know, it is not only my child, but also yours."

"No." She suddenly looked at him and shook her head slowly, "I can't let him be born. He won't be happy. I know better than anyone else that he will never be happy."

Xin Yue, who lost his mother when he was a child and traveled through mountains and rivers, has long understood how lonely and lonely a child without mother's care can feel.

She couldn't let her children make the same mistakes she made.

Sooner or later, she will take the opportunity to leave here. She cannot let the child be born. Even if she does not blame him for hindering her departure, she does not like her child to be brought up by Chu Zhiling and become a pirate in the future. Moreover, Chu Zhiling

If she wants to marry a wife in the future, she cannot let her children be bullied by a stepmother.

No matter what, the child cannot be kept.

She raised a pair of clear and innocent eyes, looked at Chu Zhiling steadily, and said in a deep voice: "Bring me a bowl of medicine."

"impossible."

Xin Yue was very tired and didn't want to argue with him, not at all. Her heart didn't hurt as much as she imagined, but it was just empty, like trudging in the snow, unable to catch anything.

After five or six days of being bedridden, she became much thinner and haggard, but her eyes looked extra large and calm, like black jade immersed in ice water, flowing with a slightly refreshing brilliance, very charming.

Black and bright, she looked at Chu Zhiling seriously, her voice without any ripples:

"We are not suitable, let's stop here."

The world suddenly became very quiet. Even the wind outside seemed to have stopped. The air seemed to be frozen. There was almost no sound. Only the man's breathing sounded slightly hurriedly, as if he could not accept this fact, and even more

He couldn't accept her being so calm and indifferent, abandoning her past life.

"What did you say?!" Chu Zhiling's voice was a little heavy.

Xin Yue looked at him, his face pale and tired: "I'm very tired, can't you see?"

She had to endure his repeated doubts, she had to watch her friend die in front of her without being able to do anything, and she had to hear his cruel and ruthless questions - have you ever been better off with others? She had to give up a lot of things about herself.

, to become meek and kind, well-behaved and obedient, to become unlike herself. She wanted to chase what she wanted, but she didn't even dare to mention it to him. Just because she knew that he would think that she was running away.

, and will think that she is restless.

She was completely unable to change this situation. Her efforts were destroyed by his coldness, leaving no residue. She had communicated with him before and repeatedly explained that her relationship with Xia Chuan was not that kind of relationship. She thought he could understand her, but she didn't.

Thinking that he didn't even have basic trust and respect for her.

Repeated doubts and temptations have made her lose the courage to continue. His love is too strong and too blind, like the turbulent ocean, which can drown people if they are not careful.

Chu Zhiling stood up, sat next to Xin Yue, held her cold hand in his, and whispered: "Take a good rest when you are tired."

Xin Yue took out his hand and shook his head gently and slowly.

Ten days passed by in a flash. During these few days, Xin Yue didn't say a word. It was not the alienation and indifference of the past, but just pure fatigue. It seemed that it took a lot of effort to say a word. She sat alone in the long

On the wicker chair, leaning against the back of the chair quietly, there were purple flowers blooming next to her fox fur as white as jade.

She looked at the very far sky, her eyes were clear and tired, and her mood was dim.

Scenes from her past life appeared in her mind, and she remembered that a long time ago, under the distant blue sky, after she and her teammates completed a tense and difficult important mission, they would relax for a short period of time on the deck.

At that time, they would hold red wine, chew cheese, sit on the deck, and talk about some strange things at sea. They laughed and laughed, with simple happiness and satisfaction on their faces.

At that time, pirates of all sizes appeared in many waters of country Z. They wreaked havoc on passing merchants and seriously disrupted the coastal defense of country Z. As the deputy chief of staff of the navy, she led her teammates to fight against the enemy under the instruction of the central naval headquarters of country Z.

On the ship, he repeatedly cracked thieves and made extraordinary achievements. At that time, there was sea, wind, and dazzlingly bright sunshine. Destroyers were coming and going, the radar indicator lights were dangling, and colorful lines were in the main control room of the ship.

The screen is intricately intertwined, artillery fire rumbles in the ears, and the water surface is frequently exploded with water. Sometimes helicopters will hover overhead, and red ultraviolet rays can be seen shuttled between the clouds.
Chapter completed!