The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 699 [Traditional tone] 10
When I discussed this matter with Niannian, she quickly understood what I meant and said, "Then Grandpa will agree to drive out the bad uncle."

"Yeah." I said, "So you won't have a father for a while."

She said sadly: "That's also impossible. But when will you come back?"

I don't plan to come back, but I think it's better to lie to her: "I'll come back when the matter is resolved."

"Then grandpa won't be angry?"

"Yes, but he must have given all his property to your mother by then. Even if he is angry, he can't say anything." I said.

"Oh..." she muttered, "I feel like I'm sorry for Grandpa."

"Then you don't want me to come back?"

"I don't want it." She paused and said, "It would be fine if our family still lives like this after you come back."

"It will be a little better than life is now," I said.

She nodded and said, "I hope you're okay... If it wasn't for my mother, she would be so pitiful, I would... I don't want to be without a father."

A few days before we were going to start doing this, our family went out to play, and Niannian was always smiling, but because Lingling was in poor health and tired, fortunately, he didn't notice.

I promised Nian Nian many times that I would definitely come back.

So, when I had the opportunity to talk to Niannian again about this matter, she said that she no longer wanted to believe my words.

The day before I left, I didn't sleep all night.

At that time, Lingling was already asleep, and she looked like a cute cat snuggling in my arms.

I rubbed her skin, some places are still smooth, but some places are scarred like sandpaper.

She has always liked to be touched by me like this, and she twists and rubs against me like a cute cat.

Over the years, as the disease has gradually recovered, I feel that I am gradually becoming more humane.

In the past, I thought Lingling was pretty, with a good figure, and a good personality, not too fussy, not rude, and well-bred.I have a great desire for her body, and I know her as a person, but that's all, I really can't do without her, that's because no woman is more tolerant to me than her, but I can lose her.Not only her, but also Pu Tao, or other women.I love no one, anyone can lose.

Now, especially since these days when my condition seems to have healed, I feel like I have changed.I really like staying with her, and when I hear her say some childish things, I don't want to ridicule in my heart, I just think she is cute.I began to enjoy this feeling, willing to be controlled by her, instead of just grabbing her to tease me when I was in a good mood like before.

Sometimes I also fantasize about our future, although I knew there was no future from the first day I came out.

It makes people feel that there is no dissatisfaction in life. This is probably happiness, right?
It's a pity that it will eventually break up.

The reason why I chose to design this matter together with Nian Nian is because I know that as long as I do this, no matter what the reason is, Lingling will never forgive me again.My illness has pushed her to the limit, as long as I do something that hurts the child again, she will definitely not look back.

Before doing this, I had a chat with the old man. After the old man found that he could not persuade me, he called my mother and asked her to persuade me.

The three of us talked for a long time that day, and my mother kept saying: "Don't rush to divorce her in court, I'm worried that she will show those evidences so that you can go to jail."

I said, "I didn't say I wanted to go to jail."

"You don't have to lie to us. I have the same opinion as your father on this matter. We know that your purpose of coming back is definitely not pure." She said: "You divorce her, and if she wants the child, you can give it to her. If she doesn't want us Just raise it yourself, don't mess around. We will continue to deal with her father, and my husband has already agreed, money, foundation, company, as long as you can get back the evidence that put you in prison, these are all fine. "

The old man echoed at the side, saying: "We will definitely be able to negotiate. After all, no matter how angry he gets, he will choose more favorable terms in the end."

I said to him: "You go out, I want to talk to my mother alone."

"What do you two have..."

"Get out." My mother interrupted him.

I looked at the door gently closed by the old man and said, "He really listens to you."

"It's too late." She said, "If you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer so much."

I asked, "Do you regret it?"

She froze for a moment and asked, "What do you regret?"

"If I had directly recognized Uncle Han as my father, maybe things wouldn't have been so bad." I said, "Or do you think I should go back to this old man?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "Which one are you?"

"What do you think?"

She looked at me for a long time, and finally said, "Forget it, I don't care who you are."

I didn't speak.

But she smiled and said, "I have never had the chance to talk to you about this matter. It is rare for you to speak up today. After all these years, the thing I regret the most is that I didn't force you to stay with me back then."

"Thank you for saying that," I said.

She looked at me with a sad expression, and after a while, she said, "Actually, I have discovered that you have injuries a long time ago. It must have been a chance given to me by God, but I failed to seize it."

I said, "I know about this, and you took me to see a psychiatrist."

"Yes," she said, "I wanted to sue her, but I didn't have anything at the time."

I said, "I see."

A curious look appeared on her face: "Which one are you?"

"It's your son." I said, "You only have one son, right?"

She was stunned for a long time before asking, "Is your illness cured?"

"How is it possible?" I said, "No good."

"Then why are you talking to me all of a sudden?" she asked.

"Just want to talk." I said, "I haven't had a good chat with you."

"You don't need to use honorifics with me," she said.

I fell silent for a while, and said, "Mom."

"Ok?"

"I will arrange the divorce myself." I said, "I don't need your help."

She looked at me with no surprise on her face.

I said, "Please don't participate any more."

It took her a long time to speak, her voice trembling: "You mean, let me prepare to lose your son?"

"You've lost it long ago."

I know that Lingling has always hated her father in her heart, and I have also experienced this feeling. After the idiot finally merged with me, I began to feel my hatred for the old man and her.

I hate the old man for giving birth but not raising her, and I also hate her for blindly choosing such a husband and running away without me.

I'm even starting to empathize with No. [-], no wonder it's so twisted.

The old man ran back and asked, "What did you tell your mother? Why did she go away so sad?"

"Just tell her to leave it alone," I said.

"How can she ignore it?" He said anxiously: "We all know that you are going to die... Oh, I have nothing left. If your mother is so angry that you really don't care, then you really don't care about it." Crap."

I couldn't help laughing: "Dad."

He was also taken aback and remained silent.

I haven't called him "Daddy" since the split.

"Mr. Su said he wouldn't kill me." I said, "It's impossible for me to go to jail. At most, I will be treated in a mental hospital."

He said, "You don't think it's true that it only treats you? You're not Xiaoyinyin, why are you so stupid?"

I said, "Sorry, I lost all your money."

"That doesn't matter," he said. "The important thing is that you don't mess around."

"I don't mess around," I said, "I just want to do what I've always wanted to do all these years."

The day I knew that Xing Xing had depression, I held the list and trembled.

Although I don't love her very much in my heart, she is still my biological daughter after all.

Just because I know this disease very well, I know very well that if Xing Xing wants to commit suicide, it must be true, and I must not be able to stop it.

At this moment, I don't want to deal with it anymore because I feel that life is boring.

My personalities are slowly merging, and I am becoming more and more unhappy.

Probably because feelings can not only make people feel happy, but also make people feel hopeless.I know that many things, when I am not fully awake, can no longer go back.

Of course I failed to convince the old man, he still went to my mother.My mother didn't listen to me, and continued to look for Mr. Su, but failed.

I didn’t see Lingling until the court session. She was very pale and she had lost a lot of weight. At first she didn’t look at me, but when she had to look, her eyes were full of hatred.

I pretended to be an idiot so that I would be sent to a mental hospital as a matter of course.

Although I have a good physique and I think I have a strong willpower, I can resist the ups and downs in nature, but I am helpless when it comes to the medicine in the mental hospital.

I thought I would be assassinated shortly after I went in, but I didn't expect to live in it for so long. It was so long that I always felt very boring. After all, I have never been so idle in my life.

Sometimes I want to miss Nian and Yinyin, sometimes I think about Lingling, and sometimes I think about my embarrassing first half of my life.

Before I act, I have contacted Mr. Su and told him my plan.He must be very satisfied, because he said: "You can make a request, what do you want me to do?"

"Let him die," I said.

He didn't agree, just said: "I'll let Shanshan see you."

I already have information about Shanshan. She is a person who likes to make small moves behind her back, and she is quite sinister.

A few days before deciding to perform bullying in front of Lingling, Shanshan contacted me and said that the matter was completely settled.

When I saw Pu Lan, he was in the hospital, his whole body was covered, but his condition could still be seen from his appearance.

I felt a little sick and asked, "Why didn't you kill him?"

"I asked him to choose, and he said he didn't want to die." She called in the direction of the hospital bed: "Mr. Pu, am I right?"

The thing on the hospital bed squinted its remaining eye, looked at me, and nodded slightly.

I asked Shanshan, "Can I talk to him alone?"

"I advise you not to kill him," she said, "after all, you paid such a high price for this matter, it would be too cheap to kill him."

I don't think this disgusting look is Mr. Su's taste, it's probably Shanshan's own preference.

Shanshan went out, I stood by the bed and asked, "Where is the photo?"

"I only took one picture," he replied honestly, "but it was also deleted."

I asked, "Can I trust you?"

He snorted softly, moved his chapped lips, and asked, "Look at me...why is there any need to lie?"

I asked, "Do you really not need me to kill you?"

"Come here," he said.

I leaned over, and his voice lowered: "If there is no accident, it should still be in your mailbox."

I thought he was talking about nude photos, but when I came out of the mental hospital and remembered this incident, I went to check my mailbox, only to find there was a short piece of evidence about Shanshan doing this thing.

I used this thing to blackmail Shanshan a few times, and let her succeed in expelling Lingling with me first.Then send this thing to Mr. Su, and inform him of his condition, and send Shanshan to hell.

I have always felt that this is why Pu Lan gave me that thing.It was only later that I realized that Lingling would not allow me to be assassinated inside.

It's just that when I wanted to tell Pu Lan the news, he had already taken poison.

The day I learned the news was the third day after the child was born.Lingling and I had dinner together, and I was in charge of holding the kid. He was awake at this time, his eyes were dark, he was jaundiced, the vernix hadn't been washed off, he was so ugly.

Lingling gained a lot of weight during this pregnancy, and now she still looks like a pregnant woman. At this time, the hormones in her body are changing drastically, so she is in a very bad mood now.

Although she said she still loves me, it is true that she is fierce.I didn't dare to speak, I hugged the child cautiously, and looked at her face without dignity.

The TV was on. It was originally a music program, but it had changed to news at some point: the police found a highly decomposed corpse.It was identified as poisoning, and the corpse itself was a severely disabled person. The estimated time of death was very close to the last time Lingling saw him.

When we heard the news, we all looked at the screen together. It happened to be the mother of Pu Lan's cousin. She was gorgeous and posing in front of the camera.

After the news was over, the two of us looked at each other, and after a long while, she said, "He's dead."

"Ah."

She smiled slightly and said, "How about remarrying after my son's [-] days?"

I think I know what she means, we wouldn't have gotten there in the end without Pulan.

Now he is dead.

It's like a ritual, a sign that we can start over.

I hope this time, I, who is no longer incomplete, can love her well.

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