Chapter 130 Fainted from crying! Can't hold back the tears

In the quiet corridor, there was the suppressed crying of Xiao Yuting.

She covered her mouth tightly.

"Why is it like this?"

She simply couldn't believe her ears.

The accumulated pain, endless hatred and unbearable suffering of so many days.

At this moment, all turned into complicated and entangled emotions, tightly entangling her.

She never dreamed that

during these years of being deceived, there was another more cruel truth.

Chen Zihao!

She actually lived with a fake for many years, but never discovered his true face.

She didn't even recognize her own husband.

And her real husband was tortured for many years by the heartbroken fake.

Xiao Qingguo patted her shoulder and said, "Fortunately, Yutong is your and Yuming's daughter.

Otherwise, I don't know how to comfort you.

Forget about the child strangled to death by that beast!

Go in and see him.

He has survived all these years just to see you and your daughter again.

You talk to him tonight.

As for Yutong, I'll bring her tomorrow."

Xiao Yuting looked at the glass door of the intensive care unit and suppressed her grief. She

wiped away a handful of tears.

Then she raised her hand.

Her hand trembled slightly as she grasped the door handle. After taking a deep breath, she slowly pushed open the door of the intensive care unit.

She raised her feet with difficulty and walked in...

one step, two steps, three steps...

every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart.

The heavy steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, almost suffocating her.

Not far away.

The person on the bed, with oxygen and eyes closed.

Xiao Yuting approached the bedside.

The short ten steps seemed as long as a century to her.

When she saw Chen Yuming's face that was so thin that only a skeleton was left, she was so scared that she took a step back and stumbled...

Xiao Qingguo supported her from behind, "Be strong."

At this moment, tears from Xiao Yuting's eyes gushed out like a column of water, and her chest hurt as if pierced by thousands of arrows.

She fell on the side of the bed, looking at the skull-like face, and was so distressed that she couldn't breathe. She

beat her chest hard, her eyes red, as if she wanted to pull out the thorn in her heart.

"What has he suffered?"

"What did that beast do to him?"

She hated him so much! She

hated him even more than when she found out that the fake had deceived her for many years.

How did the person in front of her survive all these years?

Chen Yuming lay weakly on the hospital bed, with all kinds of tubes inserted all over his body, and the rhythmic sound of instruments continued to ring.

Xiao Yuting let out a suppressed sob in her throat.

Although the face was skin and bones, she still recognized him.

The face still had a familiar shadow, but it also carried endless sorrow and fatigue.

His eyes were deeply sunken, his skin was pale and almost transparent, and his once strong body now looked like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Chen Yuming's hair had been shaved, and the scars of various sizes on his scalp were shocking.

"Yuming..." Xiao Yuting couldn't help but call softly, her voice full of unspeakable heartache.

How much suffering did her husband have to become like this?

Chen Yuming, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were confused at first.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuting couldn't help but call out again.

This voice...

is so familiar!

Chen Yuming remembered this voice.

He looked at the person who spoke...

When he saw the familiar face, his eyes gradually brightened.

"Yuting... is that you?" His voice was hoarse and weak, as if it came from a very far away place.

Although more than ten years have passed, her face has not been left with many traces of time, but it lacks the innocence of her youth.

Xiao Yuting could no longer restrain herself, and suddenly threw herself to the bedside, holding his hand tightly, "It's me, I'm here to see you."

Her tears dripped into his hand like a flood, and she looked at him with extreme heartache.

As if to make up for all the time missed in these years.

Chen Yuming looked at Xiao Qingguo with a questioning look.

Didn't you say not to tell Yuting for the time being?

Xiao Qingguo tried hard to force a smile, "We'll meet sooner or later."

"You guys chat, I'll go outside for a walk."

He turned around and left, leaving the space for them.

After Xiao Qingguo left.

Chen Yuming looked guilty, "Yuting, I'm sorry!"

"I've made you suffer over the years." Every word he uttered seemed to use up all his strength.

Xiao Yuting shook her head, "No, I'm not suffering!"

"I was just deceived, but you...

you've endured a million times more pain than me."

Looking at his rough hands and scarred body, Xiao Yuting collapsed.

Those hands used to be more beautiful than women's.

But now, they are dry like rough branches.

Chen Yuming let out a long sigh, his eyes revealing endless pain and sorrow, "I... I'm sorry!

If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been deceived.

Yuting, I once said that I would give you happiness.

But I broke my promise.

I'm sorry for you and my daughter.

I'm a sinner!"

Xiao Yuting held his hand tightly, not disgusted by his current appearance.

"No, don't say that, as long as you can come back, nothing else matters.

She didn't want him to feel even a little bit of guilt.

He was already in enough pain.

She didn't want him to feel guilty anymore.

Although she was deceived, the counterfeit had done nothing but strangle the child for money over the years.

In order to prevent her from discovering his purpose, he didn't hurt her openly.

...

As the conversation between the two gradually deepened.

Chen Yuming simply recounted his tragic experiences over the years.

He spoke lightly. But Xiao Yuting knew that what he said was just the tip of the iceberg