The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Go!" Song Yan got angry.

Zhong Le didn't cry or make trouble, and continued to smile: "Why hit me? Aren't you derailed? There is a child who is a few months older than Qingchen ... Song Ye, how can you do this ... "

Song dwelled, gritted his teeth and explained, "That was an accident!"

He was designed, and someone drunk a girl into his bed after he was drunk that night.

Only 16 years old.

If he is awake, he won't be so beastly.

But that day ...

Even more unexpectedly, only one night, the girl was pregnant.

Song Yan knelt down on one knee: "Ale ... don't quarrel with me, I will treat you well in the future ... you can fight or scold, I agree!

Changing to someone else, such an excellent husband, and such a sincere apology, may choose to forgive, for the sake of the child, make do with life.

But Zhong Le can't.

She said slowly: "I'm sorry, I have no tolerance for derailment."

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Zhong Le left and walked without hesitation.

She found a place to live in seclusion, and her relatives and friends could not find her.

After three years of so calm, she was caught inexplicably.

In order for the child to survive, when she passed the sunset town, she tossed Anxiaxia in front of a house.

She was caught without running far.

Those people gave her medicine, and she was unconscious every day and was insane all day.

A young girl came to find her.

"You're crazy. You don't deserve my uncle."

Zhong Le stared blankly at the woman in front of her. In the past two days, she secretly spit out her medicine, and she was sober for a while.

The girl in front of her, 20 years old, is very young and very beautiful.

It was the girl who derailed Song Ye.

I don't know why, the temperament is completely different from the girl in the photo.

Obviously the appearance is the same, but that temperament ...

Zhong Le remembered that she said her name was Chu Zhiyun.

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She was sent to a psychiatric hospital, and Song Ye had visited her, but every time before he came, she would be perfused with medicine, which would not only lose her mind, but also hurt her.

Over time, Song Yan will not come.

Zhong Le is in a high level of mental depression, and there are really faint signs of madness.

She chose to keep a diary, and recorded all these years, and hid it under the bedboard.

...

The diary was soaked with a few drops of water and smeared with black ink.

An Xiaxia saw that in the end, Zhong Le's handwriting became more and more scribbled. It can be seen that she was rarely alone and awake every day.

On the last page, she left something like this—

"In this life, I don't blame anyone. I was timid and incompetent. I was harmed to such an extent. My only wish is that the baby I lost can grow up well and become better, stronger and stronger than her mother. People. Baby, mom can't hold on, sorry, baby. Mom loves you. "

Tears burst out, Anxiaxia fell to the ground, crying like a child.

Sheng Yize half-knelt on the ground, helplessly touched her head: "How did you cry?"

"Sheng Yize ... I'm so sad, my mother has suffered for so many years, but I haven't been able to save her ..." The painful and painful pain spread, and Sheng Yize comforted softly: "Don't blame you ,be good……"

"Chu Zhiyun! No, she should be called Chu Zhiqin, I won't let go of her!"