[My dearest Song Xue, by the time you read this letter, I may no longer be in this world. But I want to tell you: I love you. You are my first woman in the truest sense, my wife. I know you are imperfect, you have made many mistakes, no one is perfect. I hope you can turn over a new leaf, raise our child well, and teach him to be an upright person. When he grows up, tell him that his father was a soldier who defended our country. I will never regret loving you. --- Meng Yuming]
Upon seeing this, Song Xue burst into tears.
Meng Yuming was truly sincere towards her, but unfortunately, he can never come back.
What exactly did she do?
She deeply regretted it. If she hadn't targeted Song Ning and had instead lived her own life peacefully, she might have ended up living with Meng Yuming and his family of three.
But there's no going back.
At this moment, Zhao Decai, drunk, barged in again with a bottle of wine, demanding money from her.
"I'm out of alcohol. Give me money, I want to buy some."
Song Xue gritted her teeth, "I have no money left."
"No money? Then I'll beat you to death."
After saying that, he picked up a broom and began to beat Song Xue.
Song Xue tried to run away, but he grabbed her and started hitting her.
"Stop hitting me, I'm pregnant."
Song Xue pleaded desperately, but Zhao Decai ignored her pleas, saying, "You're carrying a bastard. You deserve to be beaten to death."
And so, one, two, three times, Song Xue was finally knocked unconscious on the ground.
When Zhao Decai saw the blood flowing out, he came to his senses and, frightened, threw down his chopsticks and ran away.
When Song Xue woke up, she saw a pool of blood on the ground, touched her stomach, and immediately burst into tears.
"My child..."
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