When I regained consciousness, I was surrounded by the familiar, snow-white ceiling of my hospital room.
My heart skipped a beat, and I turned to look at the side of the hospital bed. "Fu Yanshen, where is our child?"
I asked in a trembling voice.
Upon closer inspection, Fu Yanshen was nowhere to be found in the luxurious, hotel-like hospital room.
Only one nurse, dressed in a pink uniform, stood respectfully by her side.
It looks like a high-end private hospital.
"Miss Sheng, you're awake?" A sweet-looking nurse greeted me politely.
“My child, how is it?” I asked in a trembling voice.
Her hand unconsciously stroked her flat stomach through her clothes.
The nurse frowned slightly. "Ms. Sheng, I'm so sorry, due to the delay, you lost your baby. However, you're still young, and with some rest, you can still conceive..."
You lied to me!
Before the nurse could finish speaking, I interrupted her through gritted teeth.
She turned deathly pale with fright.
"Miss Sheng, I'm sorry, we did our best!" She lowered her head and quickly apologized to me.
"go out."
I turned my face away.
Soon I was the only one left in the ward. I stared blankly at the ceiling, vaguely feeling that I was wearing safety shorts.
My blood suddenly turned cold, and I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave.
Especially the lower abdomen area, it looks like an ice cave.
I shivered.
Her hands, hidden under the covers, gripped the sheets tightly.
My child... is gone again!
I couldn't make a sound; I could only scream hysterically in my heart, filled with despair and annihilation.
At the same time, it was accompanied by intense self-blame.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
I was reborn, and I got pregnant, but then I lost the baby!
Why am I still alive? Why didn't I die with it like in my previous life?
I used all my strength to pound the bed with my fists. As I pounded, I looked at the edge of the bed.
I wanted to ask the nurse if Fu Yanshen had come, but no one came.
I rang the bell and called the nurse again.
She said respectfully, "It was my younger brother, Mr. Sheng Beichen, who brought me here for emergency treatment last night. I didn't see anyone else."
Fu Yanshen didn't come...
He answered my call but didn't come.
Not only did they not arrive that night, but they haven't been seen since.
I made that phone call to him.
In an instant, I wanted to slap myself a few times.
I actually expected him to save me. Weren't his heartless words cruel enough?
How could he possibly care whether I and the child live or die?
He was with Shi Jin so late at night, and judging from his voice, they were still having sex.
I pinched myself in frustration.
I hate myself more than I hate him.
After being reborn, I could have easily shut my heart off him and remained indifferent, but I actually repeated the same mistake. I felt that he was different from the one in my previous life, and I was attracted to him again and fell in love.
As a result, innocent people were implicated, and another young life was lost!
This little life seems to be reminding me of my foolishness.
I burst into tears.
That child from my past life has always been an unhealed pain in my heart. I never learned my lesson and ended up killing another one!
Or perhaps, it is the same thing from its past life.
Unfortunately, its mother was useless.
I covered myself with the blanket and sobbed.
In this life, I am alive, but my child is gone. I finally understand Fu Yanshen's attitude after I lost both my child and my unborn child in my previous life.
—Indifferent.
I can't forgive myself either.
After the intense grief, I fell into a state of numbness.
I don't care where Sheng Beichen went after he took me to the hospital.
I don't know what the point of my life is anymore. I feel like I don't deserve to be reborn.
The nurse brought me a nutritious porridge to replenish my qi and blood. I just ate it bite by bite until I was stuffed, then leaned over the edge of the bed and vomited it all up.
They had no choice but to give me intravenous nutrition.
After three days of living in a daze, Muye hurriedly came looking for him.
"Ono, tell me, why did God give me a second chance at life?" I looked at Makino, a self-deprecating smile playing on my lips.
Makino looked down at me, took a tissue and wiped my tears. He frowned, as if he couldn't answer.
After a while, he gave me a pep talk: "Life is meant to be experienced, not regretted. Look forward."
"Do you experience sadness, anticipation, and heartbreak again and again?" I smiled bitterly, my throat tight and sore.
“You can choose to experience happiness and joy,” Makino reassured me.
He couldn't comfort me right away.
I was immersed in grief for half a month.
For the past two weeks, I've felt like I've died again.
On the sixteenth day, I finally stepped out of the room.
In the mirror, I looked much thinner, with sunken eyes and severe loss of collagen in my face; I looked terrible.
Makino asked me to go back to work at the company, but I refused.
After Shengshi went bankrupt, its entertainment company was targeted by an investment firm, which was mainly interested in Muye. Since Muye refused to switch jobs, they had no choice but to acquire it for a large sum of money.
They also want to hire me as their manager.
"Sister Qiao, if you don't get moving, I, once a top star, will be reduced to busking in subway stations! I've had enough of those wedding and funeral performances in those third-tier county towns!" Mu Ye pleaded with me.
He made me laugh.
"Weddings and funerals, are they really that exaggerated? You're kidding me." I haven't paid attention to his work for a while.
However, without me as his backer, Makino's career did indeed plummet.
He's still grateful for the small favor I did for him, and he's unwilling to seek other opportunities. If this continues, he'll soon disappear from the music scene.
I'm naturally delighted that someone is willing to invest in us and support him.
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