unscrupulous pregnant woman

Han Yang rubbed his sore wrist, turned his head and lit a cigarette, the bright fire was fleeting in the dark night.

He leaned against the electric pole by the roadside, taking advantage of the alcohol, to be a little lazy, like a satiated cat, looked at Cheng Yuan provocatively, and smiled: "I haven't seen you in a year, you Not as high-spirited as ever, Mr. William."

Cheng Yuan only felt that his arms were empty, and when he looked at Han Yang again, he felt that his whole heart was being rubbed together, making him so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. Han Yang's indifferent and alienated eyes showed that he hadn't had any problems at all this year. Relief from the departure of the little monkey.

One year, 365 days, how many minutes, Han Yang just plunged himself into the mud without reservation, flattering everyone, and punishing himself for not keeping the little monkey.

Cheng Yuan didn't dare to think about how Han Yang would live this year, how sad the heart-wrenching pain of losing a child must make him.

He walked over and grabbed Han Yang's wrist, not so hard this time, but he held it in his hand for a good massage, and said in a firm tone:

"Come with me, I'll take you home."

Han Yang was slightly stunned, as if he had heard a big joke, he withdrew his hand from Cheng Yuan's hand, his eyes were indifferent: "Go home? How can I have a home... I don't have to worry about food or clothing now, I respond to every call every day, and I live very comfortably .”

"Comfortable?" Cheng Yuan smiled instead of anger: "Look at how thin you are? Han Yang, you can deceive others but not me. I am also very sad that the little monkey left. You let me hug you. Let me take you home and heal the sadness in your heart, let me..."

"Shut up!" Han Yang was originally lazy and complacent, but when he heard the little monkey, his face changed instantly, and he interrupted Cheng Yuan's words with a ferocious expression, and said excitedly: "In fact, the little monkey didn't leave at all. He is always with me. I wanted to accompany him several times, but he refused. So you see how well I live, he is not dead, he is by my side, in my heart." At the end of the sentence The voice became smaller and smaller, even crying.

"Does the little monkey want to see you degenerate? Does he want to see you sink into the mud because of him? Han Yang, you are totally sorry for the last order of the little monkey."

Han Yang only felt that Cheng Yuan's words were like a thunderbolt hitting him, tearing away the strength he had pretended to be for a whole year.It turned out that the wounds covered by the fortress had not been healed in the slightest, and had even rotted and sores.

Han Yang was stunned for a moment, the cigarette ash fell on his hands, and he was so hot that his whole body shivered. He was in a trance, and stepped back a few steps, muttering to himself:

"This year, I haven't been sick, I don't have to wash my clothes, I don't have to cook the dishes myself, I have done everything I promised the little monkey. But...but why hasn't he come back? Dad can't wait any longer..."

Han Yang squatted on the ground, holding himself tightly with both hands, suddenly a dazzling light burst into his eyes, he turned his head to see a truck approaching from a distance, his expression was in a daze, but he didn't intend to avoid it at all.

Cheng Yuan was almost so frightened that he couldn't breathe, he stretched out his hand and pulled Han Yang back into his arms, he didn't recover for a long time.

Seeing the truck honking its horn and galloping away, Cheng Yuan stretched out his hand to touch Han Yang's body, he was relieved to be sure that he was not injured, and his tone was uncontrollably strong:

"Han Yang, let me tell you, if you die like this, he will not talk to you at all when he sees the little monkey in the future. Look at your current appearance, you are neither human nor ghost, how can you look like his hero?"

Han Yang seemed to be poked in pain. He raised his head and cried hysterically. There were veins all over his face and neck. His flesh and blood:

"My little monkey...that's my son!"

He repeated these two sentences over and over again, which attracted frequent discussions from passers-by. Some people probably recognized Han Yang, and they were taking pictures while watching the show.

Cheng Yuan turned sideways, wrapped Han Yang's body with a coat, let him lean against his chest tightly, and listened to Han Yang's emotionless words in his ear:

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, the little monkey wouldn't have died. Blame me...I'm a sinner, why didn't God take me away and let my son go."

Hearing Han Yang's weak voice, which was almost exhausted, Cheng Yuan increased the strength on his arms, and hugged Han Yang tightly. After a while, he spoke slowly:

"It's not your fault, it's me. I once asked Professor Wang, if I hadn't kicked you at that time, the little monkey wouldn't have been damaged in the womb. Han Yang, please let yourself go and take revenge on me."

Han Yang didn't hear the words behind, only Cheng Yuan's sentence in his mind, "If I hadn't kicked you at that time, the little monkey would not have been damaged in the womb. '

If it wasn't for that kick, the little monkey wouldn't have died...

Without that kick, his little monkey would still be by his side...

if…

if…

Han Yang knew that he was stupefied, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Yuan ferociously, his gaze seemed to tear him apart alive.

Slowly, he regained his senses, stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Yuan away, and said indifferently, "Mr. William, I made you laugh."

Before Cheng Yuan had time to hold his hand, the sticky and soft residual warmth seemed to be still there.

Indeed, Han Yang has never done any hard work this year, and he has always fulfilled his promise to the little monkey, except that he punished himself in a different way. Cheng Yuan gritted his teeth, and finally said cruelly:

"Little monkey asked me to take good care of you before he died. Han Yang, I am not a person who breaks my promise. If you give me this chance, I will certainly fulfill my promise. But if you don't, then I can't force you , but the little monkey might be disappointed."

What Cheng Yuan said was neither serious nor serious, he raised his hand with a calm expression, adjusted his suit gracefully, glanced at Han Yang lukewarmly, and then left a sentence coldly: "Tomorrow morning I will The plane at [-]:[-], if you figure it out, then come and find me at the Venice Hotel." After speaking, he got into the car and walked away in a cool manner.

Han Yang looked at the direction where Cheng Yuan disappeared, trembling uncontrollably.

His face was full of tears, but he laughed maniacally. He tore off the famous watch and cufflinks on his body, and threw out all valuable things like garbage.

Some people picked it up and stuffed it into their pockets without fear of losing face, while others picked it up and put it in front of Han Yang, but watched him throw it out for the second time, and didn't bother to care about it.

Later, the night was dark.

Han Yang staggered down this long and dark street, leaving only a thin figure for people.

Just like when he first arrived in Huajie, he didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know the way back.