Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled softly.

Then she took all the hands she painted these days, including Lan Yu's, his, and even a child. She painted them as she imagined.

It's all over. It doesn't need to be.

She took the lighter, put the papers in a basin and gently held them.

The fire reflected on her face and made her look very pale. She burned them bit by bit.

Finally, her eyes fell on the child's paper. After looking at it gently for a long time, she threw it in and burned it.

It's over.

She gently lay in the bathtub full of cold water and cut her wrist expressionless. She was very afraid of pain, but she was not afraid of anything at this moment, because her tears had long been dry. She didn't know what she could do except cry!

At this moment, she was unwilling. She even wanted to kill him and that shameless bitch.

But she could do nothing. She had to leave quietly... She put her bleeding wrist in warm water. The book said that she could die.

The body seems to be evacuated without too much painful feeling.

Little by little, consciousness left her body. She felt that she was dying

When there was the last trace of consciousness left, she thought to herself that if she did it again, she would not listen to Lan Yu. She would stay in city B and wait for him obediently. If she did it again, she would not like that man

Her eyes closed, the water in the bathtub became more and more red, and her face became more and more pale.

When the last trace of mind left, the bathroom door was kicked open, and then a pair of arms dragged her out of the bathtub. The man called her name, but she was still in a coma and pale.

The man slapped her in the face with his hand and shook her several times. He urgently called her: "Su Lian!"

She lay motionless in his arms. Under her black hair, she had a beautiful face, and her life seemed to disappear slowly.

The man picked her up and put her on the bed. He immediately asked his men to find a doctor. Here was a doctor who came trembling, "it's suicide."

He almost wanted to kill, so a fool can't see it as suicide.

The doctor's voice trembled: "give blood immediately. I just don't know her blood type. "

"She and I are of the same blood group. I lose." The man stretched out his wrist and said, "hurry up. I'll kill you if you're gone." The doctor felt that he was also very poor. He didn't get the man himself, and it had nothing to do with him.

However, he was ready to draw blood immediately. He couldn't care about anything else. Let's lose it immediately.

Just during the blood transfusion, the old doctor looked at the blood on Su Lian's skirt and cried out in surprise: "this girl seems to have miscarried."

The man originally held Su Lian, looked down, and then he became vicious.

Su Lian's white dress was full of blood, and it was very sticky and melancholy. He reached out and touched it, warm and warm.

The doctor's voice was a little alarmed, "ah, great, how can this be good! Find an obstetrician and see if the child can be saved. "

The man's heart was cold and asked the doctor to go out. He lifted his skirt and looked at it.

His eyes stared at him for a long time, cold in his eyes.

Doctor, come in.

He whispered, "don't look for an obstetrician. The child has fallen."