I owe you a lifetime of love

"You shouldn't have come into this world..." The woman sat in front of the window, she murmured in a low voice with her big belly, her dark eyes suddenly turned to the little boy in the corner, she pointed to the little boy and said, "I really regret giving birth about you!"

The little boy huddled on the folding table in the corner and did his homework.

He suddenly looked up at his mother.

"Mom, Xiaoshen is very good, don't hate Xiaoshen, okay?"

Su Mo suddenly covered his face and cried: "If I knew I would live like this, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place! I shouldn't! I shouldn't! I hate it, I regret it! I regret it!"

The woman growled at the top of her voice.

Five-year-old Fu Qing pursed his lips in a helpless and pitiful manner, trembling with fright.

That year, he knew a truth!
He shouldn't have come to this world!
The dearest mother said she regretted giving birth to herself.

But they have already been born and grown up, so what if they regret it?

He wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve and continued to do his homework.

The scene in the dream suddenly changed.

It was a cloudy and rainy day, with muffled thunder outside.

Mom and Dad are arguing again.

The little boy hid in the closet expressionlessly.

The sound of the quarrel was terrible, and his thin and thin shoulders were trembling slightly.

He seemed to hear some tinkling and clanging of things being thrown in the mess.

He covered his ears in the dark cloakroom.

I don't know how long this chaotic noise lasted, but everything around me finally calmed down.

In the silence, the door of the cloakroom was suddenly pulled open by a pale and slender hand.

The woman stretched out her hand and grabbed the little boy's collar.

The little boy's eyes were dark and clear, and his eyes were full of horror. Although he was afraid, he didn't make a sound, but just stared at his mother's somewhat ferocious and distorted face with wide eyes.

He was pulled and dragged out of the cloakroom.

The woman stared at him viciously, she didn't say a word, but the disgust in those eyes was too obvious.

On that cloudy and rainy day, the eight-month pregnant woman walked out of the cloakroom shaking her hands.

The little boy's dark eyes were dimmed, and he curled up, trembling and huddled in the scattered clothes.

That day, he was thinking, life is so small and hard to come by!In the future, we must live well...

It was another day later.

The mother was in a good mood. She took the little boy's hand and put it on her high swollen abdomen, saying that she would soon see a little sister born.

He was very happy that day.

At night, my mother said she was very tired, so she asked the little boy to pour water for her, and the little boy poured water for her, and she asked him to bring her medicine.

In the snow-white cabinet, the little boy couldn't reach it physically. He stepped on a stool to open the cabinet door and found the medicine bottle full of English letters.

"Mom, is this it?"

The meaning of his mother's smile is unclear: "Yes, good boy, bring it quickly."

Mom couldn't unscrew the medicine cap, so he unscrewed it for her.

Mom praised him again.

Said he was very good!

He remembered that his mother seemed to have taken a whole bottle of medicine that day.

Mom, however, was lying on the bed.

He covered her with a quilt.

That day, his mother took his hand and talked a lot.

Her mother said that day was his birthday and he should eat birthday cake.

He was a little sad because he hadn't celebrated his birthday for a long time and wanted to eat a sweet birthday cake.

Mom kept crying and said sorry to him.

In the end, Mom seemed to be suffering, with sweat dripping from her brow, her white fingertips clutching the quilt tightly.

She cried and said, "Xiao Shen, you have to remember that it's Fu Xiao's fault that your mother and you became like this! Today is your birthday, you must always remember this day!"

And then.

At the age of five, he has no mother.

Dad doesn't want him anymore.

The younger sister he secretly drew in the painting book is also gone.

It was grandma who wiped her tears and gently held his hand on a rainy night. She said, "Little Shen, you still have grandma."

grandmother!

Drenched in cold sweat, my head hurts like it's about to explode!Those unbearable and sad memories deep in the memory were torn apart by a big hand.

Fu Qingshen woke up suddenly.

Song Chao's voice still echoed in his ears: "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Qing was panting heavily, he raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, his dark eyes were bottomless.

Song Chao stood respectfully in front of the desk, and he explained softly: "Boss Fu, is it because you are too tired and stressed recently? You slept very deeply, and you didn't respond after I called you for a long time."

Oh……

Fu Qing nodded deeply, he remembered that he came to the company after returning from Shuiyue Bay.

He was dealing with official business and fell asleep for some reason.

Perhaps it was because I met Shen Yuxi in the afternoon?

Fu Qingshen had a headache again.

He frowned slightly.

Song Chao thoughtfully asked him if he was not feeling well, whether he needed to go to the hospital or not.

He just shook his head lightly, saying he was tired.

Song Dynasty sent him back to Shengshihaoting.

Along the way, Fu Qingshen was thinking, in the end, he had regrets in his heart, and those regrets were not relieved and eventually became obsessions.

So on that day, when he saw Shen Yuxi crying pitifully in a corner, saying that he had no mother, he regarded Shen Yuxi with two braids as his younger sister at that moment.

For so many years, he has indeed regarded Shen Yuxi as his younger sister.

He pretended that those painful memories were all a dream and never happened.

He cared and cared for Shen Yuxi.

So much so that after he found out that she had congenital heart disease, he also found the best medical institution and the best heart doctor from all over the country to treat her.

Because he knew that when he was five years old, in the rainy moment, there was a little boy who hid in the cloakroom and lamented that life was hard-won and it was difficult to live. He tried very hard to live.

Therefore, he let Shen Yuxi work hard to live.

The car stopped at the gate of Shengshihaoting.

Song Chao opened the car door, Fu Qingshen got out of the car, and watched Song Chao leave.

Fu Qingshen's black suit was ironed neatly and elegantly, and his trousers wrapped his long legs.

He stepped into the living room.

But when the whole person was in the darkness, a kind of fear suddenly appeared in his heart.

He stood still and didn't take a step forward.

With one hand, he found the switch of the crystal light in the living room along the wall.

The light snapped on.

The scene reappears.

He remembered that not long ago, he also stood at the base of the wall and waited for that person to come home. After she came back late, he badly thought of teaching that person a lesson.

He hid in the dark, and suddenly turned on the light when the man entered the door and was defenseless.

He remembered the little woman staring at him with an aggrieved and angry face.

He was so bad back then, she was pregnant, and he still scared her so much.It made her gassy.

He remembered being too scared to speak.

In fact, he never disliked An Nian.

Even in the first year or two of their marriage, he fantasized about having one or two children with An Nian, and by then, the Shengshi Mansion would not always be empty.

He fancied that two children would run up and call him daddy.

He thinks that noisy life is life, and a place with fireworks is home.

But he remembered his childhood again.