Kiss the wrong pregnant bride

Chapter 216 The Cruel to Heartless Man

"You're crazy..." Shao Qipeng exclaimed, shaking his head disapprovingly, "If you do this, even if she wakes up, it will only cause more pain."

Her heart could no longer bear any blows. This kind of method was too ruthless and extreme, almost forcing her to death.

"Pain is better than dreams." Zuo Xiaomo's tone was as indifferent as ever, "Tear open the festering wound again and remove the rotten part, so that it will heal faster."

His methods are always so cruel and ruthless, it's hard to imagine that the woman in the room is the one that he puts on top of his heart, loves, and cares about.

Facing his sinister gaze, Shao Qipeng felt a chill run down his spine. This man's viciousness was beyond his imagination.

"She will hate you." He reminded, hoping to dispel Zuo Xiaomo's thoughts, wanting to take relatively mild measures.

"It doesn't matter, one day she will understand, I still have a lot of time with her, I can wait slowly." Zuo Xiaomo's attitude is extremely tough, he has almost decided to do this, no matter how much Shao Qipeng persuades, he never Changed my mind.

Seeing his decisive and ruthless appearance, Shao Qipeng felt a little admiration in his heart. Maybe this is the reason why Xiaoxi chose him. If it were him, it would be impossible to force her to use means that would hurt her. She faced the cruel reality soberly.

Is this the difference between the two of them?He smiled self-deprecatingly, and exhaled a puff of white smoke from his mouth, blurring his bitter face.

The next day, Zuo Xiaomo left the hospital with Ling Xiaoxi. Li Fen's body had already been sent to the crematorium the night before. I was busy working outside and outside, and I was sweating profusely on a hot day.

Getting off the Porsche, Zuo Xiaomo's cold facial features revealed a trace of ruthlessness. He pushed the wheelchair and walked into the crematorium's lobby. Beside the pale walls, there were countless wreaths, and the desolate voice of mourning and joy was in the air. diffused quickly.

"Yuhan, look clearly, if you still don't want to wake up, you won't even be able to see her last face..." The cold voice passed through the air and reached Ling Xiaoxi's ears, her fingers trembled slightly. trembling, but his eyes were still empty.

Zuo Xiaomo twitched the corners of his mouth coldly. In the center of the lobby, a huge ice coffin was quietly located under the chandelier. Inside the transparent glass, Li Fen was wearing an exquisite dress with a calm face. The fruit knife on his chest had been pulled out. As if she just fell asleep and never died, there were bright white roses piled up around the ice coffin, the glaring white, depressing and almost suffocating.

Shao Qipeng stood in the corner, his expression was gloomy, and the fatigue between his brows was extremely strong. In the past few days, he had not been able to sleep peacefully for a moment, and when he closed his eyes, he looked like Ling Xiaoxi was in pain.

His heart was heavy, and he didn't dare to look at the person in the ice coffin. He still vaguely remembered that when he was young, he visited Ling's house every day, and his gentle aunt would always make a cup of English black tea, wave to him, and let him sit in the garden In the middle, quietly waiting for his favorite girl.

The elegant, gentle and virtuous young woman in my memory has now become a cold corpse. Shao Qipeng's eyes were slightly red, and he let out a long breath. His heart felt like a huge stone was piled up, painful and depressed.

Zuo Xiaomo stood in front of the ice coffin indifferently, without any emotion for the woman in the coffin, his thoughts were all on the woman in the wheelchair, the wheels were rolling on the floor, when Ling Xiaoxi clearly saw the ice coffin When she was lying quietly in the bed, her originally numb eyes trembled suddenly, and a gleam of light flashed away in her eyes.

The pale lips moved slightly, as if they were saying something.

"Let's get started." Zuo Xiaomo winked at the master of ceremonies, who immediately took out the Bible, stood solemnly in front of the ice coffin, closed his eyes, and began to mourn for Li Fen.

The mourning music stopped abruptly, and the entire lobby was as quiet as death.

"Mommy..." An inaudible murmur suddenly sounded, Zuo Xiaomo bowed his head suddenly, and saw Ling Xiaoxi struggling to stand up from the wheelchair, staggeringly trying to get close to the ice coffin, her trembling fingers clinging to the ice coffin. On the coffin, her originally empty eyes, without tears, seemed to be filled with desolate sorrow.

Ji Wenxiu couldn't bear to turn his head away, he almost couldn't bear to watch such a scene.

Shao Qipeng closed his eyes weakly, unwilling to take another look at the woman who made his heart ache so much that he could suffocate.

It would be great if he could suffer instead of her. This thought was stronger than ever, but what followed was overwhelming pain.

Extravagant hope is an emotion more unbearable than pain.

Ling Xiaoxi was almost lying on the ice coffin, her palms were along the cold coffin, and she carefully traced the outline of Li Fen. She was so obsessed and looked at her mother with such nostalgia, as if she wanted to deeply understand her appearance. Remember it in your own bones.

"Mommy, I forgive you..." The belated forgiveness finally spit out from her mouth, five years of blame, five years of resentment, only guilt and regret left at this moment.

Why didn't she treat Mommy better when she was alive?Why do you keep blaming her and blaming her for past mistakes?Why do you have to wait until after she dies to regret it?

A tear fell silently from the corner of her eye, Ling Xiaoxi tried to widen her eyes, trying to see more clearly.

The mourning was over, and the staff filed in from outside the lobby, pushing the ice coffin, ready to be cremated. Ling Xiaoxi followed behind them in a daze, watching the ice coffin slowly disappear from her vision, until she pushed it into the coffin. In the cremation pool, until wisps of black smoke came out of the chimney, all her strength was exhausted in an instant, and she fell to the ground in a daze, watching the smoke dissipate in the air in a daze.

Together with all the memories of the past, those memories of happiness and pain, disappeared without a trace.

Zuo Xiao silently stood behind her without saying a word, he knew that she didn't need his comfort now, he could only accompany her like this, and accompany her through this painful journey.

"Why didn't I tell her earlier that I forgave her? To the end of her life, she didn't wait for my forgiveness." Ling Xiaoxi choked up, her voice was almost hoarse, and every word was like a knife, lingering at her. Heart, let her die of pain.

Zuo Xiaomo said indifferently: "She will know."

"Really?" Ling Xiaoxi turned her head suddenly, with tears in her eyes, looking at him expectantly.

Zuo Xiaomo bent down and gently wiped the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes for her, nodded heavily: "She will know what you want."

Shao Qipeng stood quietly in a corner not far away, watching Ling Xiaoxi cry in his arms, seeing her tightly clutching his clothes, his heart ached.

He finally began to admit that the little princess who used to hide behind him and seek his protection had really disappeared...

Today, she no longer needs his company, because she already has a better prince by her side.

But what to do?Lifting his arms feebly, covering his eyebrows and eyes, he also blocked the sadness in his eyes.

Even though she knew she wouldn't love him, there was still no way to reduce her love for him. If he couldn't be a prince, he would be a knight who wholeheartedly protected her, okay?As long as she turns around occasionally, she can see him, he is always there.

Ji Wenxiu heaved a long sigh, looking at the dejected Shao Qipeng, and then at the boss and Ling Xiaoxi who were hugging each other tightly, he always felt that love is really too hurtful.

Soon, the staff sent the warm ashes into Ling Xiaoxi's hands. She stared blankly at the dark urn in her arms, took a deep breath, and did not shed tears. She wanted to smile and send her mother last leg.

She still remembered that there was a gentle voice that said in her ear: "Our little princess has the prettiest smile..."

But now, even if she smiles, no one will praise her like this again...

In the private cemetery, after Li Fen was solemnly buried, there was a drizzle of rain in the sky. Ling Xiaoxi stood in front of the tombstone, stroking the line of writing engraved on it with his fingers, his eyes were so dry that there was no tear.

Daughter - Ling Xiaoxi.

She finally carved her original name on this tombstone, Zuo Xiaomo stood aside silently, didn't make a sound, and didn't disturb her meditation, even when he saw her insisting on engraving this name, he still didn't The extra words just accompanied her quietly.

The rain wet their clothes, Shao Qipeng was by Ling Xiaoxi's side, the three of them stood in the rain, the hazy rain and mist seemed to be crying for someone on this day.

"Would you like to hear a story? It may be very long." Ling Xiaoxi just felt tired, as if something she had insisted on for five years suddenly disappeared, and the memories of the pain and love that existed in the past were in her mind. It was almost unbearable for her to writhe.

"If you want to talk, I will listen." Zuo Xiaomo said indifferently, without pity or sympathy, and she doesn't need these useless emotions now.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and Ji Wenxiu stood not far away, watching them quietly.

He couldn't enter that circle, and he had no choice but to stand outside the circle and watch.

"On a sunny summer day, a girl was quietly born. It is said that when she was born, her parents were as happy as a child." Ling Xiaoxi closed her eyes, and recounted her past lightly, "She is happy Growing up like a flower in a greenhouse, pure and self-willed, with a gentle mommy and a sharp-mouthed daddy, a family of three, living an ordinary and simple life."

"When I come home from school every day, I can always see Mommy's smiling face and her figure waiting outside the house."

"Occasionally girls will complain, complaining that Daddy is always too busy, and complaining that Mommy always makes her study some boring courses."

"However, the girl doesn't cherish those simplest things. Do you think she is stupid?" Ling Xiaoxi opened her eyes, with trembling lips and a bleak smile.

How silly, when she had it, she never cherished it, but when she lost it, she began to regret it.

She regretted not telling her mommy earlier, she didn't blame her, and regretted that she was too self-willed and didn't have the knees of Cheng Huan's parents.

Zuo Xiaomo poured her wet body into his arms with pity, and his warm palms patted her trembling back, silently comforting her heart.

It was like telling her that no matter what, he was still there.

Ling Xiaoxi hugged his body tightly, buried her face deeply in his chest, and cried bitterly.

Only in this embrace can she unscrupulously vent her pain and discomfort.

Shao Qipeng turned around quietly at some point, and gradually drifted away in the rain. There was no place for him to stand there. Now she has also found another person who can let her vent her emotions.

The pouring rain fell from the sky, pattering, and countless sprays bloomed at the feet, beautiful and desolate.