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In fact, Zhu Di didn't really want to face Cui Yu, her overly sincere eyes showed his despicableness.
The meeting was a coincidence, and what's even more coincidental is that they were both at the end of the road. She is spiritual and he is physical.
He had long noticed that she, who was unhappy in the same regiment, was staring at Qingshan in a daze on the deck in the middle of the night. He was worried that she couldn't think about it, and later there were clues that she should be broken-hearted and pregnant.
A life is being conceived, which symbolizes hope.
He paid attention to her quietly, and couldn't help but stare at her belly. She was hesitating whether to stay or not. Inexplicably, he could feel how afraid the child was of being abandoned now.
I couldn't help it, and offered to help, but it was just to satisfy my atonement psychology.
Even when Fang Bailin and Zhao Ziming approached him, he never gave up on this idea.
"I'm sorry." He said to Cui Yu, "I lied to you."
Cui Yu looked at him puzzled, and he avoided her gaze, "I persuaded you to keep the child out of selfishness, but I actually caused you trouble."
Without him, she wouldn't be as embarrassed as she is now. Stretching his stomach, being embarrassed by two powerful men, wanting to leave but unable to leave, wanting to stay but unable to stay.
She looked calm and said nothing.
Falling into guilt, Judy talked about the past intermittently.
There are many secrets in the world, most of which are widely circulated in the streets and alleys, but a small part is brought to the grave by the parties involved - such as Judy's birth.
The mother is a teacher who teaches dancing, and the father is a doctor in the hospital. On the surface, they are a very happy family. He also thought so when he was still immature. It's just that the mother is a little paranoid, and she is too obsessed with him becoming a dancer. At first he thought it was to make up for the regrets of her own career, but later he realized it was not.
"Your father likes it." She often said that.
"Dad likes well-behaved children. Dad thinks boys have a good temperament when dancing. Dad says boys should be strong. Your dad is right about everything, so you must listen to him."
He is an only child, but he can hardly feel his mother's love at home. My father is very busy at work, so I can only accompany him occasionally. The content of the conversation is relatively boring. Most of the conversations are, "Mom is hardworking, so be considerate of her. Mom loves you very much, and she is strict with you because she loves you."
Judy never understood why, she skipped a cram school the year she was admitted to college and went home to sleep. When mother and father came back, they didn't know that he was half asleep in the bedroom, so they talked in the living room. It's nothing more than some chores in life, but when it comes to the latter, it changes a bit. The mother thanked the father, saying that as long as it lasted for a few more years, it would be fine, and the child should live alone when he grew up. But her father told her not to worry too much. Children need to adapt to society, and family support is very important. The mother thanked him again, without him, their mother and son would not know what kind of life they lived.
Their mother and son.
Judy kept chewing on that sentence, doubts reborn.
During the physical examination before the college entrance examination, he saw his blood type, and after recalling his parents' blood type, his doubts were confirmed.
He is not his father's son. His mother was coaxed into becoming pregnant when she was young, but her health was too poor to have an abortion. Her father was her friend and her doctor, who accompanied her and helped her.
Get married and have children, and the days go by.
At that time, Judy was full of anger, and the huge lie in life defeated him.
No wonder his mother insisted on him dancing, just because his father liked it, and she wanted to please him; no wonder he was obedient, because he was not his son, so he couldn't provoke his disgust; once he graduated from university, he would be kicked out of the family immediately.
Because that is not his home.
The adult's despicableness caused him to raise a thick flame of revenge, how could it make them more sad?
After he finished the college entrance examination, he had nothing to do, thinking about this matter every day.
Since they all wanted him to become a dancer, wouldn't it be refreshing for him to do it and then give up viciously.
Just thinking about it can't stop the pleasure.
So, he did just that.
Entered the dance troupe, was quickly appreciated, and became the former chief's substitute. I got a good performance opportunity and got a high salary. Pretend to be a filial son, sign them up for a tour group, and then give them a hit when they are the happiest.
He called and said, I don't want to dance anymore, I want to quit, and I have already done my resignation.
His mother was incoherent, and his father asked him to think about it again, don't be willful.
He said that until he was twenty-four years old, he was always pushed forward by his mother, and he never made his own choice. In fact, he doesn't like dancing at all, but his father likes dancing.cut. "
Cui Yu reached out and touched his bowed head, "I want to thank you."
He looked up at her in surprise, and she said with difficulty, "Many excuses can't hide my sincerity. In fact, I still don't want to part with this child. You asked me to help me at that time, but you just gave me an excuse to keep him. Without you, I've lost him."
He blinked, she smiled, and said, "Illness is not terrible, the terrible thing is that I gave up. You caught me when I was most difficult, do you think I can ignore you?"
"My child may have a harder life than you in the future. Can I selfishly ask you to live and have one more person to love him?"
"At present, there are openings for single birth registration in China, but there is still no way to prevent someone from staring strangely." Cui Yu tilted her head, "I'm sorry, even though I can't marry you, I still want someone to help me share the pressure. Would you like ?"
Judy didn't speak, but her eyes sparkled immediately. He didn't want tears to fall, it was too weak, so he wiped them with the back of his hand. But more and more rubbing, and finally torrential.
"Let's go, let's go to the hospital." Cui Yu got up, "It's not scary to be sick, first you have to calm down. Have I ever mentioned my father's liver disease? His face turned black when it was the worst, but he didn't I was anxious and afraid, but comforted my mother and me. He said that there were people waiting in line for liver replacement in the hospital, and now many people are donating their organs, and they can always wait. I didn¡¯t believe in miracles before, but I really had to be believed.¡±
"My dad waited. A young man who left in a car accident, his family donated all of his money. My dad had a liver transplant, and he is almost better now."
"You are only twenty-five years old, very young, what's so scary?"
"By the way, do you have money?" She asked him, with a little smile, "You just said that your parents left you money and a house, didn't they?"
Judy nodded, a little embarrassed.
"That's all right, let's go to the hospital today, and put the house up for sale tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay." He responded very gently, taking whatever he wanted.
In the end he made a small request, "My birth is only known to you and me, can you please keep it a secret?"
Cui Yu patted him on the shoulder and promised.
Zhao Ziming smoked half a pack of cigarettes outside the door, and the cigarette butts filled the empty cigarette case. When the door of Zhu Di's house opened, Cui Yu came out with a smile on his face, and Zhu Di followed behind with his head bowed. He knew it was over.
"Old Zhao, let's go, let's go to the hospital."
He agreed, and looked at Judy again, not as repulsive as before. He rubbed the space between his brows, half of the fate between people depends on the sky, and half depends on force.
At this time, he can only pray that Da Fang is smart enough to know how to force it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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