It's hard to get a marriage, and the husband spoils it

Chapter 519 The child is the deepest wound in her heart
The three words Lu Rufeng made Jian An'an's expression freeze, her hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and the blood on her lips faded instantly and turned pale.

After a while, she said coldly: "A stranger who will never meet again!"

A look of worry flashed in Cheng Mo's eyes. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this Lu Rufeng was not ordinary to Jian An'an. He didn't ask any further questions, for fear of tearing open the wound in Jian An'an's heart again.

He stood up as if nothing had happened, rubbed the top of her hair, "Okay, you don't dislike yourself even if you smell like alcohol, I've never seen a girl like you, take a shower, I'll cook some noodles for us For breakfast."

After Cheng Mo went out, Jian An'an's whole body seemed to be drained of strength, as long as she thought of the three words Lu Rufeng, her heart felt as if a piece had been taken away by someone, it was empty and painful.

Cheng Mo began to pay more attention to Jian Anan's every move, and found that her mood was indeed not right, she was easily depressed, and sometimes even a little extreme.

One night, Cheng Mo heard the sound of crackling and smashing things outside the house, he woke up suddenly, hurriedly put on his shoes and ran out.

In the living room, Jian Anan's hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and she smashed things. The ground was full of fragments of water glasses and vases, as well as pillows and other things. The ground was a mess.

And Jian Anan stood there with tears on her face, as if she lost her mind, her right hand was scratched by glass, dripping blood, she didn't realize it at all, she was still muttering to herself, "Why...why , why did you treat me like this! I hate you, I hate you to death..."

Seeing that Jian Anan was about to step on the glass slag on the floor with her bare feet, Cheng Mo rushed over, hugged her, and shouted anxiously: "Jian Anan! Calm down, calm down!"

She cried and struggled violently, beating Cheng Mo who was imprisoning her hard, "Go away, let me go, woo...why do you treat me like this, you give me back the child, you give me back Rufeng ..."

Cheng Mo tightly locked the man in his arms, stroked Jian An'an's back with his hands one after another, and comforted him softly: "An'an, calm down, it's okay, it'll be fine, listen, everything will pass, it'll be fine of……"

Under Cheng Mo's comfort, Jian Anan gradually calmed down, and was carried back to the room by him, lying on the bed, she closed her eyes and shed tears without saying a word.

Cheng Mo looked at her with complicated eyes. After a while, he turned around and went out to clean up the messy living room. He didn't ask her about her sudden crazy behavior of smashing things. The next day, he greeted her as if nothing had happened, talking and laughing.

Two days later, the weekend.

"An'an, accompany me to a place, anyway, you don't have to go to class on weekends."

Without even thinking about it, Jian Anan just said, "No!"

"Don't be like this, you are a young girl in her early twenties, what's the point of staying in the house every day, walk around, I will take you out for a walk."

Cheng Mo insisted on pulling her out and took her around the place to play. After lunch, he drove her to a place in the afternoon.

Jian Anan looked at the door where the counseling room was written, and she frowned, "Why did you bring me here?"

Cheng Mo raised a gentle smile and said rather helplessly: "A friend of mine, he opened a new psychological consultation room. It is said that in order to collect data recently, he needs someone to cooperate with some psychological investigations. He has been asking me to come over. He happened to pass by today , we'll do him a favor."

While Jian Anan was dubious, Cheng Mo pushed her in.

As soon as he entered, he greeted a psychological counselor named Tom, who seemed very familiar. The two sat down, and Jian Anan saw that Tom asked Cheng Mo some questions, and he answered them one by one, and then Tom wrote them down.

After about half an hour, Cheng Mo stood up, Tom looked at Jian An'an, raised a comfortable smile, and said: "This beautiful lady, it's your turn now, come on, let's go in Continue inside."

"Go inside? Why? Am I different from him?" Jian Anan looked back and forth between the two suspiciously, and doubts arose in her heart.

"It's not the same. After all, how can a beautiful lady compare with a man like Cheng."

Jian Anan always felt weird in her heart, but she couldn't see anything wrong, so she followed Tom into the psychotherapy room.

An hour later, Jian Anan came out.

Tom and Cheng Mo looked at each other with a subtle expression, but they didn't show it. Cheng Mo said goodbye to him, and then left with Jian Anan.

Back home, Cheng Mo watched Jian Anan enter the room before he took out his mobile phone to call Tom.

"How is it? Is there any problem with Jian Anan's psychological test today?"

"This..." Tom on the other end of the phone hesitated for a while, and said, "It's depression. The lady you brought today suffers from depression. I suggest you take her for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise it will be more serious later." , you have studied psychology, I believe you understand."

"Okay, I see, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mo's heart sank. Ever since he met Jian Anan again and she almost drowned herself in the bathtub, he had vaguely noticed that Jian Anan might be suffering from depression. Only then decided to take Jian Anan for a psychological test.

After sitting outside for a long time, Cheng Mo went out and bought some food.

At the dinner table, Jian Anan ate in silence, her eyes drooping slightly, making it impossible to understand her thoughts. Cheng Mo looked at her for a long time and said, "I took you there today for a psychological test. The result is..."

Jian Anan froze while holding the chopsticks.

"You suffer from depression and you need to receive treatment as soon as possible. Now it has affected your life. If the depression is severe enough, you may commit suicide or kill others."

Jian Anan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't speak, she just continued to eat with her head down, her movements were numb and repeated, she finished a bowl of rice, and she entered the room.

She didn't say anything.

But since then, Cheng Mo insisted on taking her to the psychological counseling room for treatment, and Jian Anan resisted from the beginning to accept it.

After half a year of treatment, Jian Anan's mood gradually stabilized, but insomnia was her biggest problem. Tom began to prescribe some sleeping pills for her, and there were some results at first, but after taking it for a period of time, the effect gradually lost. The dosage would be dangerous, and Cheng Mo began to think of ways to help her. He used massage and other methods, but they couldn't guarantee Jian Anan's sleep quality.

It's just that she has begun to fall asleep, even though she sleeps restlessly, often waking up several times a night.

After Jian Anan recovered from a bad cold, she sat outside the yard and looked at the night sky. Cheng Mo came out, covered her with a blanket, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about that child, if I'm careful, if it's not for me, he should be born by now, he should be able to see this world, I deprived him of the opportunity to come to this world, it's all my fault..."

Looking at Jian An'an with red eyes, Cheng Mo couldn't help feeling sorry for her. The child was a deep wound in her heart.

He pulled her to stand up, and printed a light kiss on her forehead with soothing and distressing feelings, "A person will become a star after leaving the world, and I believe your child is too. He has been looking at his mother in the sky, He definitely doesn't want you to feel sad for him anymore."

"Really? Is he still looking at me? Doesn't he blame me?"

"He won't blame you, trust me."

Tears were rolling in Jian Anan's eyes, she couldn't even say a word at this moment, she just felt that the stone that was holding her breathless fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)