Chapter 245 I Will Hate You Forever
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Why, why didn't you save mom?
Why did you abandon mother, why did you abandon me, why...
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In the room, Ai Qianqian let out heart-piercing cries, tears flowed all over the floor, and even the air became thinner.
The sunlight that came through the window fell on the girl who was limp on the floor, but she couldn't see the slightest warmth...
Ai Heng'an was already in tears.
Looking at the family portrait in front of me, looking at the daughter crying to despair on the ground, her painful chest seemed to be crushed by a heavy boulder again.
A colder and heavier sadness surged, making Ai Hengan's already aging body a little overwhelmed.
Qianqian, his poor daughter...
Although he had expected such a day, but what to do, he had no choice but to choose...
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Ai Hengan raised his hand with difficulty.
The once broad and strong palm also became rough and shriveled, holding Ai Qianqian's swaying little hand tremblingly, just like when he was a child.
The muddy old tears flowed down hotly, and the whites of the muddled eyes were so pitiful.
The dry lips parted tremblingly, and let out an old hoarse and restrained weeping sound,
"Shallow, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
It was my father who didn't protect my mother.
Sorry, Dad didn't throw--"
Ai Hengan looked at Qianqian's eyes that were wet with tears, but looked at him with such longing and anticipation, the sadness grew and spread more wantonly in his heart.
Ai Heng'an raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes dejectedly, all the sorrow and pity that filled the sky were drowned out.
The trembling and purple lips tightened for a while, then slowly opened to look at Qianqian, and said with restraint,
"Qianqian, you hate Dad..."
This sentence seemed to exhaust all of Ai Hengan's strength.
He knew that Qianqian would never forgive him as a father again, and there would be no more chance...
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At the moment when I heard Ai Hengan's words "You hate daddy"----
Even the last meager and pitiful self-support of Ai Qianqian was severely pulled away from her body by these words!
"Bang"---
Heavy, sitting slumped on the cold ground, like a broken rag doll that was cruelly abandoned.
The bone-piercing cold penetrated into the skin, eroding the scalding blood, coagulating bit by bit, freezing bit by bit...
She forgot the pain, forgot to cry, forgot what she was doing, what she was going to do...
hehe……
She is so silly.
She saw with her own eyes that her father let his mother lie in a pool of blood, holding other women in his arms.
She actually expected him to give herself an explanation, and she still had expectations of him...
Hehe, Ai Qianqian, how could you be so stupid...
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Ai Qianqian stood up numbly from the ground, her thin body trembling uncontrollably.
Stiffly like a puppet, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the hand held by Ai Hengan, tears fell down, and said coldly,
"open."
There is no warmth, no emotion, and even hatred, I don't know how to express it.
Ai Hengan's paralyzed body trembled violently, wanting to tighten Qianqian even more,
"my child……"
Listening, Ai Qianqian's mouth was wet with tears, and there was a sneer of despair,
"I'm not your child."
Then, raising her head, Ai Qianqian violently shook off Ai Hengan's hand.
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The beautiful bright eyes lost all focus, and looked at Ai Hengan blankly.
The hoarse voice was oozing out word by word from the throat that seemed to be tightly strangled, so cold, so cold,
"Ai Hengan, I will hate you.
I can---
Hate you forever. "
Then, he turned around blankly.
With a stiff and thin body, he tried his best to straighten his spine, and walked towards the door of the room.
However, every step under his feet seemed to be stepping on thousands of silver needles, which were riddled with holes.
like her heart,
Blood dripping.
...
On the bed, Ai Hengan looked at the poor back of his daughter who had finally left in despair, opened his mouth and trembled with difficulty,
"shallow---"
Finally, I couldn't raise my breath,
"Boom"---
He passed out heavily and fell into the back of the bed.
"Crack"---
Ai Qianqian stiffly turned the hand of the doorknob and paused. She heard the dull sound of falling on the bed.
The feeling of suffocation in the room came again, but she would not look back at him again.
Open the door.
At first glance, I saw the man who had been guarding the door.
Finally, there is no need to hold on anymore.
She is so tired.
All of a sudden, Ai Qianqian fell into the man's arms weakly.
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Ji Tianqi hugged Ai Qianqian by the waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.
He lowered his head slightly, leaned over to her ear, and said softly,
"Qianqian, it's okay, I'm right here, it's okay."
Crystal clear tears slipped down and wet his collar.
Buried in Ji Tianqi's warm chest that will always be her most reassuring harbor, her powerless voice is full of weakness,
"I want to go home."
Ji Tianqi nodded slightly,
"Okay, let's go home."
talking---
Ji Tianqi hugged Ai Qianqian horizontally, turned around and was about to leave, but Mu Zinan who had been standing beside him grabbed Ai Qianqian's arm.
...
With Ji Tianqi's cold glance, Mu Zinan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't let go.
Lowering her head, she said to the pitiful Qianqian in Ji Tianqi's arms,
"Qianqian, this is your home."
Ai Qianqian turned her hollow eyes lightly, looking at Mu Zinan without the slightest fluctuation.
Looking at it, Mu Zinan's pupils shrank sharply, excruciatingly painful.
Ji Tianqi turned sideways and knocked away Mu Zinan who was standing in front of him, and Shi Han's voice was undisguised murderous,
"Mr. Mu, please respect yourself."
After saying that, he walked coldly with long legs, walked down the stairs with Qianqian in his arms, and left the house.
On the promenade ---
Mu Zinan's shoulder seemed to be crushed, and the intense pain paralyzed his whole body.
He suddenly stood where he was, looking at the people who were getting farther and farther away with lonely eyes.
In the room, Mu Ruli's panicked voice came out,
"Heng An, what's wrong with you?!
Hengan...
Doctor, doctor..."
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As night fell, there were fewer bright stars in the night sky outside the window.
In the room on the second floor, soft lights diffused lightly.
On the bed, Ji Tianqi embraced the little woman who was not sleeping soundly in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.
Suddenly, the screen of the black mobile phone placed by the bed lit up, and there was an unread text message.
Ji Tianqi glanced at the girl in his arms, then picked up the phone and opened the text message---
"Ai Hengan and Mu Ruli haven't registered their marriage."
Looking at it, Ji Tianqi's dark smoky eyes slightly narrowed, the danger of darkness gathered wildly, and his slender fingers edited and sent the text message.
"Continue to check."
"yes."
Then, Ji Tianqi deleted the text message, put the phone on the bedside again, and hugged her tightly.
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(hoho, the outbreak mode is officially on, Wan Geng is on the move! Babies, the rabbits are rolling all over the floor, please encourage me~~!)