Song Ling saw several messages sent by Yatong's mother before leaving. The first one was very short, but the words were full of despair.
"Tong Tong, Mommy can't hold on any longer."
"Tong Tong, Mommy doesn't know when this torture will end? Mommy, I'm sorry..."
"Tong Tong, Mom has had enough. Mom wants to go to another world. Mom is so tired, so tired. It's Mom who hurt you. It's Mom who destroyed your happiness.
Remember to fly far away and never come back to this home. Mommy doesn't have the courage to see you for the last time. Take good care of yourself. You will be fine!
"Tong Tong, Mom has really decided to leave this world. In this life, we are destined not to be together as mother and daughter. In my next life, I will definitely choose to be a good mother.
Tong Tong, my dearest daughter, I’m sorry for you!
Yatong’s mother sent the above WeChat messages.
Every message was filled with despair.
How could a person choose to jump off a building unless he is pushed into a corner, can't bear it anymore, or is too devastated?
When Yatong saw the last sentence, she felt heartbroken.
She had heart pain and difficulty breathing.
She opened her mouth and murmured, "Brother Ling, it's all my fault, right? I hurt my mother, I shouldn't have left her alone in that house.
Brother Ling, I hate myself. I really hate myself. I sent these messages last night, but I was unconscious. I wish I had seen them sooner.
If I could give my mother a little warmth, she might not jump off the building."
She bit her lips so hard that she seemed to want to make them bleed.
"I hate myself, I really hate myself, it's my fault, it's really my fault!"
Song Ling didn't say anything, but just grabbed her tightly, trying to grab her arm to prevent her from hurting herself.
Yatong cried hysterically, her eyes full of regret and guilt.
Her voice was hoarse. "Brother Ling, what should I do now? What should I do? I have no relatives, I have nothing, and my mother is gone..."
Song Ling said hoarsely, "You still have me!"
He would treat her as his own sister!
Yatong couldn't calm down and could only murmur and shake her head, crying even more brokenly, "Brother, I hate myself, I hate myself..."
Finally, she fainted in Song Ling's arms crying.
Song Ling panicked and pressed the call bell to ask the doctor to come and check his body.
After examination, the doctor again said that the patient was too weak.
I was taken to the hospital last night and was only given a little glucose and nothing to eat.
If this situation continues, the body will eventually break down.
Song Ling remained silent and asked the nurse to continue giving her glucose.
This time, Yatong woke up quickly and soon after the glucose was delivered.
After she woke up, she first looked around with her big eyes, and when she saw Song Ling, tears welled up in her eyes.
Thinking of her experiences in the past few years and her mother's suicide, she burst into tears again.
That night, Yatong, who was extremely weak, fainted three times from crying.
Song Ling always stood aside, and even when he went to the bathroom, he would ask the nurse to look after Yatong.
He was tired of being infected by emotions and didn't want to affect Liu Zhiyuan at home.
He stayed in the hospital all night.
After dinner, Liu Zhiyuan began to look forward to the dessert that they had agreed on over the phone today.
It is said that pregnant women are gluttonous cats, and she is just like that now, often suddenly wanting to eat something.
Then whenever I think of something, I want to eat it immediately.
It was like she suddenly wanted to eat dessert today, so she asked Song Ling to buy it for her on the way home from get off work.
Why not ask the driver at home to buy it for her?
Because she feels extremely happy eating the food her husband buys.
She also deliberately cut back on dinner, focusing solely on dessert.
After dinner, she hugged her pillow in the living room, reading a book while waiting for him.
From six o'clock to seven o'clock, the man still didn't come back.
She frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask the servant to bring her a mobile phone, and sent a WeChat message to Song Ling.
Her tone was very joking, "Ding Dong, when will your husband come back? Your little wife wants to eat dessert..."
When she sent this WeChat message, she waited for about ten minutes but received no response.
Liu Zhiyuan thought he was probably in a meeting, so she waited patiently for half an hour.
At 7:40, she sent him another WeChat message.
"Hubby, it's not your little wife who wants to eat. It's your baby who really wants dessert. Come back soon! My heart is waiting, always waiting, forever waiting!"
She is accompanied by a cute Crayon Shin-chan expression.
However, there was still no response from this WeChat.
Her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, and she couldn't help muttering to herself,
"The company is so busy today? Dealing with urgent documents? Fine, I'll just wait and bear it."
Seeing that she had been sitting on the sofa, the maid was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she came over to remind her to go back to the bedroom and wait.
Liu Zhiyuan thought so, so she got up and went back to her bedroom, lay on the bed, waiting for him to come home.
However, the longer she waited, the more restless she became.
At half past nine, she couldn't help but call him.
However, no one answered his call.
The call goes through, but no one picks up.
After making three consecutive calls, Liu Zhiyuan anxiously called Song Ling's female secretary.
The female secretary received a call from Liu Zhiyuan after get off work.
She was a little surprised.
"Is Mr. Song not home yet? But Mr. Song left the company before five o'clock."
Liu Zhiyuan was stunned. Leaving the company before five o'clock? Then why didn't he go home?
The female secretary realized that she had spoken too directly and quickly calmed down.
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