Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 307 The Unloved Child

Ye Qianxia stayed with Le Yan'er for two hours, the two chatted a lot, Ye Qianxia's gentle personality and decent speech really made Le Yan'er feel better.

Later, Ye Qianxia's manager called to remind her, and she had to leave before saying goodbye to Le Yan'er.

Le Yan'er said sincerely: "Sister Qian Xia, thank you, you really enlightened me a lot."

Ye Qianxia smiled slightly: "I like chatting with you very much, enlightening you will make me feel like enlightening my former self. You are very similar to me before, but you will definitely go further than me."

"I'm going to be filming a new movie in two days. When I come out, I'll ask you to have dinner together."

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

After Ye Qianxia left, Le Yan'er sat in the coffee shop for a while, waiting for the driver to pick her up.

Her mood has calmed down a lot. Thinking of the video she saw today, although she is not so scared anymore, she is still very uncomfortable.

She took out her mobile phone and found the number that Ye Anjue called her last time at the Dior Centennial Celebration, and sent a text message directly regardless of whether he could receive it or not.

【Ye Anjue, don't think that this will scare me, I will never give up my relationship with Ye Tingchen, you will never get what you want. 】

At this time, a private hospital in the suburbs of City A.

Ye Anjue was sitting on a bench in the garden, stretching her legs lazily, watching a few children not far away playing and frolicking, with a vague smile on her lips.

This smile is very different from his usual.

These children are taken in by hospitals. Most of them have terminal illnesses that cannot be cured. They are discarded by their families. They are not even accepted by orphanages. The hospitals adopt them and provide them with basic treatment. But he smiled happily in the sun.

At this moment, Ye Anjue's phone on the bench vibrated.

He turned on the phone and saw the text message. The smile on his face froze for a moment, and then the arc widened on his face, turning into a wicked smile.

"What do I want? Do you know what I want?"

Ah.

Even he doesn't know it himself.

His heart has long since died. How can a person with a dead heart still have any desires?
A childish voice suddenly sounded behind him, and asked timidly: "Brother, are you also sick here, so... you can't play with them?"

Ye Anjue looked back and saw a five or six-year-old girl, clean and white, wearing a hospital gown, standing there looking at him timidly and curiously.

The little girl's hand was placed on her heart.

She has a congenital heart disease and cannot exercise vigorously, so she can only sit on the side every day and watch those children running around.

When she saw this brother sitting here all afternoon, she wondered if he was the same as her.

But this elder brother was so good-looking, he didn't seem very approachable, which made the little girl who was a bit shy at first even more timid, and took half a step back, as if she regretted talking to him.

Unexpectedly, Ye Anjue showed a gentle smile and waved to her, "Come."

Seeing his smile, the little girl was slightly relieved. In her perception, only good people would smile so heartwarmingly.

The little girl walked over obediently, and sat on the bench side by side with Ye Anjue.

Ye Anjue reached out to touch the little girl's long hair, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Diu Diu."

He frowned and said, "Who came up with the name?"

Does this little girl know what the name means?

But what he didn't expect was that the little girl looked indifferent.

"I started it myself. When I was just one month old, my parents threw me at the door of the hospital. I don't blame them. I was born with a disease and it cost a lot of money to treat it, but I don't love them anymore. I give I chose this name to tell myself that I am a child that no one loves, and I have to be strong."

Although Diudiu is young, but because of the ups and downs, he seems to mature much more precociously than children of the same age.

When she said these distressing words, there was not much sadness on her face.

In fact, the life experience of every child here is full of blood and tears, but they have long been accustomed to the threat of death, but they can still live strong.

There was a flash of distress in Ye Anjue's eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, "Who says no one loves you? Did the doctors and nurses in the hospital treat you badly?"

"Okay, but...it's different from Mom and Dad's..."

Diudiu is still a child after all, although he is precocious, he still can't express some emotions clearly.

But Ye Anjue already understood.

Ye Anjue touched Diudiu's head, looked up at the sky, and said calmly: "Actually, you are already very happy, at least there are people who care about you, not everyone is so lucky. You can still know the reason why you were abandoned , but I was discarded for no reason."

What was his childhood like?

Darkness, depression, and endless pain.

Diu Diu opened his eyes wide, looked at the particularly good-looking big brother in front of him, and asked in surprise: "Brother, were you also thrown away by your parents? Did you also grow up in the hospital?"

"Although it's not in the hospital, it's about the same. Some people, even if they have parents, don't get as much love as you. But let me tell you, it's okay. If others don't love you, you should love yourself and let yourself become Only by being better can you make those who abandon you regret it."

When Ye Anjue said these words, there was a hidden bitterness in her eyes.

He seems to be talking to Diu Diu, but also seems to be talking to himself.

Diudiu had never heard such words. The nurses in the hospital always told her to take good care of her body, relax and not think about anything else.

If she becomes excellent, will the person who discarded her really regret it?

Diudiu's face showed a trace of worry, "But, the doctor uncle said, my body is hard to survive, do I still have a chance to become outstanding?"

Ye Anjue smiled: "Of course, don't believe the doctor's words. My aunt has always raised a teacup dog named Annie. This ornamental dog breed has serious genetic problems in order to control its size. It not only has heart problems, but also has lung problems. The function is not good, and it is very easy to die, but Annie has lived for two years, and she is still fine now."

His gaze fell on Diudiu's body, and his eyes became very gentle: "The two-year lifespan of a dog is equivalent to 20 years for humans. If you can live to that time, you will be a big girl and you can marry me. "

Ye Anjue has never dealt with children, nor can he coax others, but his simple and straightforward way of comfort can really warm the hearts of these lonely children.

(End of this chapter)