Chapter 885: Love is fulfillment, not possession (5)

The bottom of my heart seems to be a sharp thing, slamming a knife, the pain of the Lucheng, breathing a little hard.
He knew that the night's thing was his fault. He also knew that he had caused deep and deep damage to her that night, but he never knew that the injury was so deep.
The the bed is still crying. She probably has no strength. The actions of resistance have gradually stopped, and the crying has slowly turned down.
In Lucheng, she thought that when she was quiet and fell into her sleep, her little hand suddenly grabbed the bedding and grabbed the extra force, as if she was trying to suppress what emotions, but despite this, her chest was ups and downs. The more obvious it is.
When she whispered in her mouth, she changed her style: "I'm sorry, sorry..."
Sorry, who is she saying sorry?
Lu Bancheng’s eyebrows stunned. Before she even slowed down, she heard her open again:
...you don’t blame me, I know I’m sorry for you, but I can’t help... I can’t give birth to you...

Hearing here, Lu Bancheng was tight.
It turned out that she was sorry to say that he and her poor child who had no chance to come to the world.
"...I know that you are innocent, but I have no way to face you... I am afraid that I can't help you, I am afraid that you will come to this world, not happy at all..."
"I can't convince myself to accept you. When I think of you, I think about that night, it's terrible..."
"Sorry, baby, don't blame me, I really can't be with him, I'm afraid..."
It turned out that she had a knife and fell, and she was so close to the child who was involved in her life. In her heart, it was not without a sense of existence.
It turned out that when he was sad, angry, and distressed for the child, she was also guilty, sorry, and blamed for the child.
She never forgot, she always remembers.
Therefore, she does not love him, she hates him and blames him for blaming him, but she has a feeling of affection for the child who is related to her.
Just because she couldn't go to the bottom of her heart, she really didn't want to be too involved with him. She was afraid that she would transfer her hatred to the innocent child, so she chose and gave up.
"...I'm sorry..." She was lying on the hospital bed, and began to repeat the three words.
With a bang, clear and harsh, I heard Lu and a half of the city, and the pain in the chest was followed by a pumping.
He didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. He always felt that his heart was heavy and blocked, so that he could not breathe.
Suddenly he couldn’t stay in the ward. He stood up straight and took a step back. The pace turned and walked out in a messy way.
Back in the car, Lu Bancheng is like a lost soul, sitting still.
It was dawn, the sun rose, the world was paralyzed, and he did not respond until he saw her pale, and walked out of the hospital building, and his entire talent had consciousness.
He didn't call her, silently watching her go to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.
He made a ghost-like step on the gas pedal, keeping a distance and following behind her car.
Stop and go, about half an hour away, the taxi finally stopped at the roadside, she paid, got off, and entered the building facing the taxi.