So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

"I still have a few days to live, how can I not feel sorry for that child."

"Aunt Qiong." Lu Anyi finally couldn't help it, tears flowed out, she didn't get along with Aunt Qiong much, only Pei Yifeng brought her here once and stayed here for one night.

Then when she gave birth in country Z, she took care of her for a period of time. The days she spent together were few and far between, but the kind feeling was no worse than that of any relative.

In her heart, she felt that Aunt Qiong was her mother-in-law, and she sat down beside Aunt Qiong's bed. Even though Aunt Qiong refused to let her sit, she reached out and held Aunt Qiong's hand.

"Aunt Qiong's only regret is that she didn't see you having a wedding with Yifeng, and that she didn't see An Yi as Yifeng's bride." Aunt Qiong said with a sigh. [

Lu Anyi could only bow her head in silence and shed tears. She didn't know what else to say besides this. She knew Aunt Qiong's illness in her heart and they knew it too. Saying those comforting words that you will definitely get better will only make her feel worse. It's just sad.

The wedding, even she has forgotten about it, what is more important than life, as long as she can be with Pei Yifeng, Lu Zhenyang's illness can be cured, nothing is more important than these.

But these became the regrets in Aunt Qiong's heart, and she also expressed her apology in her heart. It happened that Lu Zhenyang was ill, otherwise she and Pei Yifeng would try their best to fulfill Aunt Qiong's wish.

Aunt Qiong also held Lu Anyi's hand while chatting, "An Yi, Aunt Qiong can't wait for your wedding with Yifeng."

"Yifeng, when Yang Yang is ready, you must give Anyi a beautiful wedding. A woman has been longing for the day when she becomes a bride all her life, and the man she loves will marry her in."

Hearing Aunt Qiong's words, Pei Yifeng's eyes suddenly turned red, and the tip of his nose also turned red. He sucked his nose hard, and Lu Anyi looked up at him, Pei Yifeng cried again in front of her.

This time he was in front of two women, one was her and the other was Aunt Qiong, so to Pei Yifeng, Aunt Qiong was really like his own mother.

"Yifeng, you have to treat Anyi well. She had a hard time giving birth to Yangyang. A woman who is willing to suffer the pain of childbirth for you proves that she really loves you and wants to have a child with you and her. You can't let down the woman who gave birth to you, and you must stick to it."

Aunt Qiong said that Lu Anyi didn't know the pain in her heart. Compared with Aunt Qiong, her love for Pei Yifeng seemed not enough. Aunt Qiong gave birth to a child for Pei Renping, and she was single all her life. She didn't realize the happiest moment in a woman's life. time.

Yes, being a bride is every woman's fantasy since she was a girl. When she sees a married man and a bride, she always fantasizes about the moment when she will be a bride in the future.

Lu Anyi held Aunt Qiong's hands tightly. She remembered the red cheongsam she tried on in Aunt Qiong's room last time, and instinctively looked at the wardrobe beside her.

Aunt Qiong suddenly said, "An Yi, open my closet."

Lu Anyi turned to look at Aunt Qiong, then stood up and opened the door of the closet according to Aunt Qiong's wishes. Inside, a row of cheongsams were neatly hung from long to short.

Aunt Qiong squinted at the closet, "An Yi chooses two as souvenirs. Aunt Qiong has nothing valuable in her life, and there is nothing good for you, only these."

"Aunt Joan, I like the ring you gave me last time."