Chapter 735

"White millet leaf, I ask you again - me, my child, my son?" Every word of the owl is very heavy. Every word is heavy.

The fists hanging on the side of the body were tight, so tight that they trembled, and the blue veins of the exposed arm suddenly jumped.

All this shows his repressed and restrained anger at the moment.

"Flow..." After a long time, the white millet leaves just gently spit out these two words, and their eyes fell on the ground, without a trace of light. The sound, more like a wisp of smoke, as if the wind blows, will disperse.

However, it is also a sharp sword with sharp edge and straight into owl's chest. He was shocked, "you Say it again

"Flow! Had an abortion! The baby's gone! Are you satisfied? " She was a little out of control. Speaking of the back, her voice was hoarse and almost exhausted. It seems that all the bitterness is repressed, and at this moment, facing the question of the owl, it breaks out completely. "Owl, you may marry you, I will not disturb you Never... "

"Take off" that two words, constantly poke her heart, no less than the child left her sad to go

The owl's eyes were red, and his big palm seized her thin neck and pushed her down against the wall. The blue veins on his forehead were jumping abruptly, and his expression was fierce and ferocious. "Do you believe that I will kill you now?"

He was so angry that his voice was shaking, and there was no force left in his hands. How dare this woman kill his child! Kill their children so calmly and rationally! The first child!

White millet leaf only felt that he was going to die in his hand, and his small face was suffocated to be blue and blue. However, she did not struggle, just as he pinched himself like this.

People passing by, looking at this scene, dare not make a sound. Until the Tang and Song Dynasty ran over and grabbed his hand, "owl, do you want to let go of your hand, do you want to kill people?"

The owl can't hear anything.

The red eyes were fixed on the white millet leaves. Gradually, gradually, there was a layer of painful water mist floating in the eye socket.

White millet leaves see in the eyes, suddenly feel the heart by what sharp weapon heavy blow, huge mourning let her pain only feel the five viscera are convulsion.

Tears rolled down from the eyes unconsciously.

"White millet leaves I night owl, is really crazy, will again and again dig out the heart, hold to your hand, let you ravage, let you abuse His voice is broken and broken. He is always used to controlling everything and dominating the world. This time, he is frustrated and frustrated. His lips, close to the tip of her nose, she can feel his breath is cold and thin, the lip flap is shaking, the voice is shaking, "you let me lose again You've lost a lot! "

His hand, slowly, slowly, was released from her neck. He also stepped back a step, and his body was a little unstable.

She got a good breath, but her legs were soft and she could not stand firmly against the wall.

With only one breath, the whole person slid down the wall and fell on the cold ground.

The fog in the night owl's eyes has gone, leaving only a cold. He glared at her from the top to the bottom, and his expression was colder than ever. "From today on, you and I will be completely cut off! In the future, no matter whether you are alive or dead, you will have nothing to do with my owl again

White millet leaf heavy panting, her tears hazy, sad looking at the owl, want to say what, but, the chest is like what is blocked, a word can not be said.

The owl finally looked at her, and in the next moment, she turned around, leaving only a trace of her back.

"Owl!" Tang and song called him and looked at the white millet leaves falling on the ground.

He bent down, lifted her up from the ground, and looked at her with a deep look. "No matter how you mess, it's your business, but This time, you really hurt the owl

White millet leaves stand against the wall, only feel dizzy. She didn't listen to the words of the Tang and Song Dynasties into her head, but the night owl's words of "severing one's benefactor" all the way back and forth

He once said:

-- if you dare to die, I will destroy all hell!

Now, what he said is:

-- in the future, no matter whether you live or die, you will have nothing to do with the owl!

Nothing to do with

Words, are in her heart.

She dragged a heavy step, step by step, stumbling into the ward. Several times, I nearly fell down and was held by a kind-hearted person who passed by.

"Are you all right, miss?" Some people are worried.

She shook her head and wanted to say "nothing.".

What can I do for you? The most painful thing is that when I was bleeding last night, I was lying alone in the cold bed, and I was separated from my legs and allowed the curettage instrument to stir in my body mercilessly.

That kind of pain, all bear over, and what else she can't stand?

But Even so, such a simple two words, she has lost the strength to say the whole. His pale lips moved, but his voice was hoarse.

"Miss? How are you, missFinally, the voices of strangers were heard. Her eyes were black, she fainted, and she was no longer conscious.

That moment

She thought, it's better to sleep like this and sleep like this all the time At least, it won't hurt too much

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One day, owls fly back from country t to country s, and from country s back to country t.

He locked himself in the house and never came out again for a long, long time.

Tang and song sat on the sofa and looked up several times. He was really worried that it would have a great impact on him and directly affect his fragile heart. The night mother is also sitting downstairs uneasy, in the hall back and forth for dozens of times. When it was 12 o'clock in the morning, I couldn't wait. I took the key and went upstairs.

"Owl." She knocked at the door.

Inside, nothing happened.

"Owl, it's mom. Open the door."

“……” Inside, it's still as quiet as ever.

The night mother could not help but take the key and open the door.

The room was dark.

The curtain of every window was pulled tightly, and the bright moonlight could not penetrate into it. As if, the world in the room, only dark

In the air, in addition to the smell of smoke, is the smell of alcohol.

Night mother stood at the door, by the light projected in from the outside, vaguely you can see the owl sitting on the carpet. Beside me, there are empty foreign wine bottles and An ashtray with lots of butts.

The night mother saw her eyes red.

Gently bring the door, said nothing, just quietly walked past, will bottle and ashtray received side.

Squat down and hold my son in my arms.

"Son, what's hard for you, don't be stuffy, talk to your mother ~" the night mother's painful opening, voice choked.

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