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Chapter 286 Is it time to let go (1)
Her hoarse voice, which had been silent for a long time, trembled from her pale lips, as if in a panic, she held Zuo Cheng's fingertips and scratched Zuo Cheng's chin.

Zuo Cheng was silent, holding her hand very hard.

"Child, are you still there?" Her voice was still trembling, her hollow and broken eyes were flickering, like the night when the tide ebbs and flows.

After another moment of silence, Zuo Cheng stretched out his hand, held her fingertips, and replied in a deep voice, "No more."

Her fingers trembled slightly, and the last warmth disappeared from her broken eyes.She smiled, neither happy nor angry: "It's gone."

Zuo Cheng hugged her even harder, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood.

Jiang Xiachu looked up in his arms, with an absurd smile on his lips: "Zuocheng, your child is gone."

Zuo Cheng kissed her cool lips: "I only want you to live."

She was still laughing, her dry eyes had no tears, no focal length, she asked Zuo Cheng: "Why am I still alive?"

Zuo Cheng didn't answer, she was still laughing, stretched out her hand, and covered her belly, where it was still flat.

For a long, long time, Jiang Xia Chu fell into a deep sleep. Zuo Cheng looked at her pale jade face and murmured softly: "The child will be there."

He reached out, put his hand on her belly, and rubbed gently.

There, grow his flesh and blood.

Jiang Xiachu was groggy for another two days, Zuo Cheng kept hugging her, waking up and sleeping with her, but she didn't speak again.

When Zuo Cheng came out of that room, it was already the fourth day, he had lost a lot of weight, and his profile became more and more serious.

As soon as the door was closed, Zuo Cheng's eyes sank, and he fell straight backwards.

"Master!"

"gentlemen!"

Uncle Jin and the left and right supported the hunched Zuo Cheng, and he finally fell down.

It was not until today that I discovered that this man is not a god, he cannot be invulnerable, he will be injured, he will get sick, and his heart will be ashamed.

Zuo Cheng was such a proud and unruly person, now, he doesn't even have the strength to support himself, and droops his eyes.

"Uncle Jin."

After reading a sentence softly, Zuo Cheng had no strength, and leaned softly against Zuo Jin.

Uncle Jin burst into tears for those two words, he couldn't remember how many years his young master hadn't looked so fragile, he responded hoarsely: "Yes, young master."

Zuo Cheng half-closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling violently, he said, "I've never been so afraid before."

This man, the man who is not afraid of death, the man who shot and killed at the age of seven, is not fearless, look, he is afraid of his woman.

Zuo Jin opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and the left and right did the same, caressing the man on his body, he was silent for a moment.

"When she was in a coma, I was thinking, if something happened to her, I would give up this hand to compensate her."

Zuo Cheng raised his right hand, that hand did not catch Jiang Xiachu who was rolling down the stairs, his eyes were burning, it was murderous.

In the end, for that woman, no one dared to imagine how crazy Zuo Cheng would go. All he knew was that it was terrifying. The current Zuo Cheng, the seemingly harmless Zuo Cheng, was the scariest.A man who can attack himself is too destructive.

Tears welled up in the left and right eyes, and Nunu mouthed: "Sir, don't do this."

Only today did you really know what a beauty is, and it will really kill you.

Zuo Cheng sneered, still staring at his right hand, like a wild beast in a state of madness.

"Fortunately, there was no danger." Uncle Jin deliberately sighed, holding Zuo Cheng's right hand with his hand.

No matter how many people want to destroy these extremely beautiful hands, there is only one capable person, a defenseless woman.

In the past four days, Uncle Jin also seemed to have walked through the gate of hell.

"Sir, if you have something bitter in your heart, say it." His left and right noses twitched, and he wanted to cry.

A proud man with a beautiful face and bleak eyes, Zuo Cheng said: "I lied to her again."

"I told her that the baby is gone." The corners of her mouth twitched coldly, "She doesn't cry or make trouble. I don't know whether she is happy or angry. I didn't dare to bet, so I lied to her."

His whole body was proud and bent, his thin lips parted lightly, full of misery: "I'm afraid she won't want that child."

Except for Zuo Cheng, everyone cried, that was a nine-foot man, a strong man from the Zuo family, and felt sorry for this man.

The sunlight jumps over the green thornflowers on the window sill, leaks in through the half-opened glass, and shines on the small face of the person on the bed, which is so white and transparent, the brows are frowning uncomfortably, and the long eyelashes are trembling, they are slowly opened, perhaps after a long time no see Sunshine, the early morning sun felt dazzling to her, she closed her eyes and did not open them for a long time.

"woke up."

Beside him is the voice of Zuocheng, so cold in mid-spring when the morning light is slightly warm.

Jiang Xiachu slightly opened his eyelids, turned his eyes, and an extremely dejected but alluring face was reflected in his eyes, with his shirt half open, so unkempt, but not less beautiful.

This beautiful man is like a dream.She didn't speak and couldn't look away.

Zuo Cheng opened his lips: "Is it true that you don't want what I give?"

It was so desolate, like the sadness from ancient times, Jiang Xiachu felt sad just listening to it.

"Including my children."

She was stunned, not knowing why, but somehow felt aggrieved.

He walked slowly with his back to the sun, stretched out his hand, and twisted the white pill with his transparent white fingers: "What is this?"

Knowing what to ask, abortion medicine.

Jiang Xiachu didn't answer in that way, she pulled her lips and smiled very ugly: "You found out."

He sat beside her, stretched out his hand, and opened the drawer under the bed.He never looked through her things, so she dared to put all kinds of abortion drugs so blatantly.

"So much? Why didn't you take it." He just said lightly, grabbed a handful of white pills in his palm, and brought them to Jiang Xiachu's eyes, "Since when did you not want it?"

She turned her eyes away and remained silent for a long time, her lowered eyes gradually dimmed, and her fingertips that were grasping the clothes under her belly turned white.

"Stairs." After the two cold words, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her chin, and looked at her, "Is it on purpose?" His fingers suddenly tightened, bringing a bone-chilling coldness, "In order to kill this child, I will not hesitate. Risk your own life."

She blinked, her eyes were dry, nothing flowed down, her throat was sore, and she couldn't make a sound.

Zuo Cheng pointed his finger harder: "Speak!"

Her jaw was sore, hot, and then numb. She opened her mouth and said words with difficulty: "I said no, do you believe it?" Her voice was hoarse, as if it had been smoked.

He suddenly let go of his hand, and gently brushed her face with his fingertips: "How can I believe you?" His hand fell on her heart, the palm was cold, and his words were ruthless, "Xia Chu, I can't wait to take you out." Let me see how cruel you are."

Unexpectedly, he loves this man with a cold and heartless heart.

Even now, while he is heartbroken, he is still lucky, at least what she doesn't want is his child, not him.

(End of this chapter)