midnight.
It was still a night of tossing and turning.
Lu Huaijing finally got up and walked to the balcony.
Ever since Nan Yan jumped into the sea, he has never changed the furnishings in this room.
In the deep sea of memory, some painful memories like bone erosion emerged in my mind.
He was discharged from the hospital a month after losing Nanyan.
The child Song Yihuan gave birth to was born one month prematurely and had been kept in an incubator.
Even though Song Yihuan had said it many times, Lu Huaijing still hadn't taken a look.
They just returned to the home they once shared like a zombie.
According to Zhou's mother, she has not cleaned this room since Nan Yan left.
"Because my wife said before leaving that there is no need to clean."
Zhou Ma recalled with red eyes.
Even she never thought that this farewell would be forever.
Lu Huaijing opened the dusty door.
The bedroom was very dry, with only fine dust, which made Lu Huaijing realize that he had not been back for half a year.
After my grandfather had a car accident, he checked the surveillance and found that Nanyan was still sitting in the car at that time.
But after the incident, he never saw her again.
He searched everywhere like crazy, but that woman seemed to have vanished from the world, leaving no trace at all.
According to experts at the accident site, someone took her away or she left on her own.
Lu Huaijing glanced around the room numbly, then opened the door to the dressing room, where her high-end clothes were still placed.
——Except for the clothes Nan Yan bought herself, she didn’t take away anything from him.
As expected, she didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.
Lu Huaijing raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, but suddenly, his eyes were attracted by something in the trash can.
He bent down and took out the contents.
It was a hospital examination report, and there was a thin layer of dust on the A4 paper.
His slender fingers were trembling, and the moment his eyes touched the contents above, Lu Huaijing's vision almost went dark.
Because he clearly saw the contents of the report above.
[Patient: Gu Nanyan
Examination result: early intrauterine pregnancy]
Nan Yan...is pregnant? !
The news was like a thunder, making the man almost unable to stand.
He slowly fell to his knees.
His wife is pregnant.
In Lu Huaijing's heart, she had never left, but until this moment, this upright and proud man experienced for the first time what it meant to have a family destroyed.
His broad back collapsed, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away.
His big hands were holding the test form tightly, and his whole body was shaking so hard that he could hardly control it.
Lu Huaijing desperately wanted to recall the scene that day.
He didn't seem to remember what Nan Yan looked like at all, so their child...
Painful memories are like tens of millions of insects and ants, constantly gnawing at the already riddled heart.
Lu Huaijing covered his chest and gasped for air.
He directly pushed open the balcony window, walked to the edge of the terrace, and lit a cigarette with trembling fingers.
The flickering light seemed to burn a hole in the night.
Nicotine entered his lungs, and it wasn't until most of the pack of cigarettes had been smoked that Lu Huaijing felt slightly relieved.
He held the cigarette between his fingers and his eyes drifted into the distance, but at this moment, his dark eyes suddenly narrowed.
Because on the balcony of the villa opposite, there is also a lonely figure leaning on it.
Her figure looked very much like a person, and in his daze, Lu Huaijing had the illusion that his heart was beating wildly.
It wasn't until he saw the cigarette in the woman's hand that the lingering pain in his heart brought him back to his senses.
Alina...?
Lu Huaijing's eyes were fixed on that beautiful figure.
But the woman didn't seem to notice at all. She was wearing a white oversize shirt. The shape of the shirt looked more like a man's.
Perhaps she finally felt the man's gaze. Nan Yan lightly dusted off the cigarette ashes, and deftly crushed the cigarette butt out with her slender fingers. The moment she turned around, her slender legs were looming under her shirt.
Did you also live in this community?
Lu Huaijing's hand shook slightly, and the next second, a tall figure appeared behind the woman.
Against the light, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but his strong arms were wrapped around the woman's waist.
The posture is very ambiguous.
The curtains fell and the door to the balcony opposite closed.
It wasn't until he felt a hot sting between his fingers that Lu Huaijing dialed Ji Li's phone with a gloomy expression.
at the same time.
inside the room.
Nan Yan took two steps back a little uncomfortable.
Lin Jinchi gently let go of his hand.
"Sorry." Nan Yan's voice trembled slightly.
Although she hated that man deeply, she still resisted all men's touches.
Qing Jun's man slowly withdrew his hand and smiled vaguely: "It's okay, didn't we say we would only act in front of Lu Huaijing?"
"Thank you, Jin Chi..."
Nan Yan tilted his head and his emotions finally calmed down a bit.
What's the point of just humiliating Song Yihuan? She wanted Lu Huaijing to go through everything she had gone through to get revenge!
A cold flash flashed through Nan Yan's eyes. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, "I... am a little tired. I want to take a rest."
Lin Jinchi nodded and watched the figure leave.
Although this process will be long, he is willing to wait.
…
The next day.
A nanny car appeared at the door of Lu's house.
The car door opened and Song Fei pushed Song Yihuan out of the car. When they got to the door, Song Fei stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Nan Yan watched all this from a distance, with a cold flash in his eyes.
From this angle, she had a clear view of the entire situation outside the Lu residence.
Zhou's mother opened the door and frowned the moment she saw Song Yihuan.
"Miss Song, what can I do for you?"
Although she was speaking honorifics, Song Yihuan was stabbed in the back by the words "Miss Song".
She clenched her fists bitterly, but she still had a peaceful smile on her face: "Mother Zhou, I heard that something happened to Shijiu yesterday. I want to see my child."
When Zhou Ma heard this, a layer of vigilance suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"The young master was treated in time and is now fine. Miss Song, you'd better go, in case the husband is unhappy to see you."
After Zhou Ma finished speaking, she was about to close the door.
Song Fei on the side saw this and immediately rushed forward.
"What do you mean? You are just a servant. What right do you have to help the master make decisions?"
Song Fei's stern question immediately attracted the attention of the people inside.
"What's up."
That tall and proud figure appeared in front of the door, and her cold eyebrows and expression immediately made Song Yihuan's heart skip a beat.
Regardless of her image, she quickly spoke first: "Ah Jing, it's me, I...can you go and see Shi Jiu? I heard that he had an asthma attack last night. I prepared food for her. Please , let me see him, okay?"
