The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 130 Nine

The saddest story in the world is not that the peacock flies southeast, but that when one wakes up, things are different.

The saddest poem in the world is not that life and death are boundless, but that there is no beginning when there is no beginning, and there is an end when there is no limit.

On the same night, he couldn't hesitate anymore, carrying the milk in the study, picking it up and putting it down, picking it up and putting it down, Su Ruoying walked into the study carelessly, because she had seen Leng Leng entering the room with the milk a long time ago. Went to the study, but didn't come out for a long time.

"Let me do it for you, since you are so hesitant!" Su Ruoying picked up the medicine on the table, was about to pour it into the milk, and took her hand coldly: "What are you running away from? You can't bear it, are you right? The ending is not the same, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, you don't understand such a simple truth, right?"

"You're not me, you don't understand!" With Leng Lie's effort, Su Ruoying staggered and was pushed aside.

"I know, this is your child after all, you can't bear it, so let me help you, help you solve all the things that shouldn't be done, I will do it for you, will this make you feel less guilty? "Su Ruoying picked up the glass of milk, looked at the pure milk, and was about to add medicine, so is the milk still pure?

"I do it myself, since it's my own choice, I can't let others do it for me!" Leng Lie finally picked up the mifepristone, poured the white powder into the hot milk, and the steam of the milk melted the white powder The powder is dissolved in milk.The molecules of the medicine cannot be seen at all, and the molecules have been decomposed.

Can't see it, doesn't it exist?

"These are all right things, you don't have to blame yourself, will you have children in the future, I know you like children too!" Su Ruoying comforted Leng Lie, in this life, Leng Lie will never have children again, he I will never have another child with someone else.

Leng Leng walked out of the study with heavy steps and came to the bedroom. Su Ruoying was wearing an off-white nightgown, sitting on the bed and looking at the collection of poems. Because she couldn't draw, she often read Tagore's "Flying Birds". He knew she liked it, " Did you pour your milk? Where did you think you went? Why have you been muttering for so long?" Xia Qing put down the collection of poems and reached out to grab the milk in Leng Lie's hand.

Leng Lie subconsciously shrank the milk cup, he didn't dare, he didn't dare to give it to her: "What's the matter? Give me the milk, I like drinking hot milk!" Seeing his abnormal behavior, Xia Qing asked him again. milk.

The moment the milk was handed out, Leng Lie wanted to snatch it back, but rationality prevented him from doing so. Seeing the pure white milk disappearing into the glass little by little, and the medicine was already in her stomach at this moment, this It was Xia Qing who drank the milk Leng Lie had prepared for her on the first night, nothing unusual, just like what Su Ruoying said, nothing happened.

But cold sweat oozes from Leng Li's back, it's so cold, so cold, he's afraid of such silence, it makes people breathless.