However, this was a parting they had never seen before.
"Wow ??" From the operating room came the sound of a baby boy crying.
After falling asleep for an unknown period of time, Zhou Manzhen woke up exhausted. When she opened her eyes, it was already midnight. Her body no longer felt cold, and her heart sank. She opened her swollen eyes and sat up on the bed.
The wound on her stomach had yet to heal. Under her intense reaction, a tearing pain came from the wound. Zhou Manzhu frowned, her hoarse voice filled with sadness and a hint of faint hope, "Where's the child?"
Jin Beisan looked at her worriedly, recalling what the doctor had told him a few hours ago ??
"Child, we will have more in the future." Jin Beisen's face was stiff, looking at Zhou Manzhen's eyes, but his heart was filled with an unspeakable feeling of guilt.
Zhou Manzhu seemed to be hallucinating. The pain from her stomach and the feeling of her child being stripped away clearly echoed in her mind. How could it be? How could her child be gone?
Zhou Man's pure world seemed to have collapsed. She bit her lips, and a sour smell came from her nose. She could no longer control her tears, and unrestrainedly allowed them to boil on her face, "I'm asking you, where is the child?"
Jin Beisan stretched out his hand, held down Zhou Manzhen's shaking body, held her hand and said, "Xiaochun, child ?? The child is gone, said the doctor. You are well, and we shall be able to reborn. "
"In the future?" Jin Beisheng, there's no later, scram! " Zhou Manzhen threw off Jin Beiseng's hand, she was disgusted by the man in front of her. She shouted in anger, like a woman who had lost her mind.
Jin Beisheng's heart was already numb from the pain. Although he already knew that when Zhou Manzhen woke up that she would react excitedly, how could he not be sad? His heart felt like it was wrapped in dense threads of silk, making him suffocate.
"Xiaochun, don't be like this." Jin Beisheng held onto Zhou Manzhen's hand, his warm palm touching her ice-cold fingers, and his heart shuddered violently.
At this moment, Zhou Manzhen was not listening to anything, and he suddenly shook his head. His sharp eyes were intertwined with a trace of anger, and he said while grinding his teeth, "Jin Beiseng, I will never forgive you in this life."
Jin Beisheng hugged Zhou Manzhen's body, letting her fist land on his shoulder in anger. It was just that Zhou Manzhen didn't know that this man that held her also shed tears that day.
That night was very, very long. Zhou Manzhen cried until dawn, and her heart-wrenching sobs reverberated throughout the entire hospital. They were filled with anger and grievance, as if she was dead in her heart.
Zhou Manzhen felt that her body was slowly falling into the bottomless abyss, and the person pushing her was the man she loved the most.
Jin Beisheng didn't explain about him and Lin Xingyan, he was so guilty that he couldn't open his mouth, and Zhou Manzhen didn't ask either. She didn't want to know anything, because every word that came out of Jin Beishan's mouth made her feel disgusted.
The love he said was based on lies. Zhou Manzhen would rather not have such love.
Zhou Manzhen stayed in the hospital for a week. From that day on, she never spoke to Jin Beiseng again, and never even looked at him once. Jin Beiseng stayed with him in the hospital for a whole week without going to the company, and his entire person seemed to have become a lot more depressed.
On the day she was discharged, Zhou was in a wheelchair, and Jin Bei Sen was pushing her to the hospital garden to bask in the sun.
"Midsummer Night's Dream" 's piano competition had already come to an end. This time, the champion was a young man in his twenties, overnight, his name exploded on the internet and no one would remember Zhou Manzhen anymore. Everything in the past was like foam, filled with colorful dreams.
It was May, and the sun was shining down on people lazily. Zhou Manzhen had not eaten properly for the past few days and had looked much more haggard than usual, his originally rosy cheeks had lost all color, and his face was still pale. After giving birth, she appeared much weaker than most, so she just sat there quietly, not wanting to say a word.
Jin Beisheng also knew that Zhou Manzhen wouldn't forgive him, so he didn't force him to speak. He hid the news about Zhou Manzhen's small fortune from the outside world, and not even Zhou Manzhen's parents knew about it, so Jin Beisheng didn't tell anyone.
In the garden, two children were playing, one about five years old, the other about eight. The little boy was holding the little girl's hand, their smiles glowing in the warm sunlight.
The laughter of the two children echoed in Zhou Manzhu's ears. She found it especially melodious. Similarly, their laughter had stimulated her sadness. Every nerve in her body was stretched taut. When she thought of her dead child, Zhou Manzhu could not help but feel grief.
She remembered that Jin Beisheng had told her that the child was a baby boy, and that the princess of Qiqi that they longed for had never come to this world, but Zhou Manzhen also liked boys. When she was in university, she had thought that if she gave birth to a boy in the future, she would have to dress him up, cut off a watermelon for him, and make him look cute.
The melody of "Severn Princessdream" echoed in her mind. The melody of this song had played in her dreams countless times throughout the night. Zhou Manzhen closed her heavy eyes, and her long eyelashes were gently closed. It was as if she was shrouded in a layer of deep sadness.
Zhou Manzhen, who hadn't spoken to Jin Beiseng for a whole week, finally opened her mouth. This was the last sentence she had said to Jin Beisan.
"Let's get divorced." In the garden, the woman on the wheelchair didn't look sad at all, her long hair was tied behind her head, she was mature and elegant, her pale little face was still illuminated by the sunlight, but it was still unable to hide the sadness in her heart. She raised her head to look at the sun, and felt that she would never be able to smile again.
Jin Beisen's gaze never left her, his black eyes suddenly became full of sadness, his heart violently shook. What he was afraid of the most was that Zhou Manzhen said he was getting a divorce.
After a long period of silence, Jin Beisen didn't respond, he only smiled warmly and said her name, "Xiaochun."
Zhou Manzhen no longer paid any attention to him. She had already made up her mind that she would never speak to this man again.
"We're home, okay?" This tall and handsome man suddenly squatted down. With a doting smile in his dark eyes, he looked towards the woman in the wheelchair and said.
In any case, she was already used to it. These days, Jin Bei had never left her, and she knew in her heart that he was probably afraid that she would be unable to think straight. Although in the moment she knew that her child had died, Zhou Man really wanted to die, but she was not that stupid. Her child could not be sacrificed for nothing!
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