Li Yin's eyes suddenly turned red and tears flowed uncontrollably. She choked and said, "Sui Sui, it's all my fault." Tears kept streaming down her smooth face.
"Hey, Auntie, don't cry, I don't mean to be mean to you!"
Jiang Suisui couldn't bear to see the beautiful woman cry, so he hurriedly picked up the tissue on the coffee table and handed it to Li Yin.
Li Yin raised her hand to take the tissue handed to her by Jiang Suisui, and gently pinched it with her fingers, but her eyes passed through Jiang Suisui's figure and drifted to the blue yet empty sky outside the window, as if she was trapped in a distant and painful memory.
After a long while, she opened her red lips slightly, her voice as soft as a dream: "I don't know why it turned out like this..."
That year, Li Yin was still a fresh bud blooming on a branch. She had just graduated from university and successfully entered a reputable financial company with her intelligence and talent.
At the company, she met her ex-husband, Song Qian.
At that time, Song Qian, as her boss, exuded a mature and steady temperament in his every move.
Song Qian always takes care of Li Yin quietly. When Li Yin is troubled by work problems, he will patiently give her guidance.
When she is tired from working overtime, he will thoughtfully offer her a cup of warm coffee.
The perfect care, like the warm spring sunshine, attracted Li Yin.
Gradually, the two hearts grew closer and closer, and they naturally came together.
However, marriage is like an unpredictable gamble.
At the beginning, it was full of sweetness and warmth, but as time went by, it quietly changed.
If after marriage, a man's kindness to his lover is like a commodity discounted to 50%, then after having a child, it will plummet even further, leaving only a pitiful 10%.
Born into an ordinary yet warm family of modest means, Li Yin was enveloped in the love of her parents from childhood, shielded from life's storms. Her character was pure and innocent, like the most delicate bud on a spring branch, blossoming gracefully under the gentle caress of the warm sun. Her world was a vibrant canvas, filled with prosperity and tranquility.
Song Qian, a man from a remote village, where the vast, unspoiled land endowed him with tenacity and diligence, built a life of self-made achievements. Like a pine tree growing tenaciously amidst the rocks, he exuded a unique charm that captivated Li Yin.
The strange thing is that when they were in love, Song Qian was very obedient to Li Yin. He would buy her anything she liked, whether it was food, drink or something to use.
After marriage, Li Yin thought things would remain the same. However, just as she was happily using her salary to buy a few new clothes and a favorite bag, Song Qian's frown and helpless sigh were like a bucket of cold water, mercilessly extinguishing the fire of her passion. "We have to think about our children's future. We can't spend money so recklessly." Song Qian's words were like icy shackles, restraining Li Yin's pursuit of a better life.
Li Yin is a gentle, kind and sensible woman. Thinking that since she is already married, she should make long-term plans for the family, she quietly began to gradually reduce her consumption and learn to be a frugal wife.
The days passed slowly in dullness and triviality, and Li Yin became pregnant.
Song Qian looked at Li Yin's slightly bulging belly, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Yin Yin, I can't bear to see you working so hard. You should quit your job and stay at home to take care of your pregnancy. I will support this family and raise you and the child." At that moment, Li Yin's heart was filled with emotion and warmth. She firmly believed that the man in front of her was still the harbor that could shelter her from wind and rain.
Li Yin obediently resigned from her job to stay at home to take care of her pregnancy, but Song Qian came home later and later.
Whenever Li Yin worriedly reminded him to take care of his health, Song Qian would always raise the corners of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm and respond coldly: "I'm working so hard, isn't it for you and the child?" At that moment, Li Yin felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if something was quietly breaking.
As Li Yin's pregnancy progressed, her figure became more and more bloated, and the discomfort she felt during pregnancy became increasingly severe.
Li Yin's parents saw it and felt sad. The old couple took out their retirement savings and wanted to hire a nanny for their daughter to share her hard work.
But Song Qian refused without hesitation: "Why waste this money? My mother is idle in the countryside anyway, so let her take care of you."
So, Song Qian's mother rushed over from the countryside.
Song Qian's mother was not used to living in the city and was not used to using gas stoves, flush toilets, or even trash cans.
Li Yin understood how difficult it was for her mother-in-law, so she taught her mother-in-law how to use the money one by one. She used her savings from her previous job to take her mother-in-law to buy new clothes and shoes.
But my mother-in-law was still not satisfied. She would always spit the shells on the ground when watching TV or eating melon seeds, and would just use the towel in the bathroom.
I even put my underwear in the washing machine with other clothes.
Li Yin looked at the chaos in front of her, feeling helpless and troubled.
She hesitated to speak countless times, not knowing how to bring up these issues with her mother-in-law.
In the end, she could only speak to her husband Song Qian with a glimmer of hope.
However, after hearing this, Song Qian's face instantly darkened, his eyes filled with irritation and impatience. He shouted, "Can you please stop being so nosy? I work so hard every day outside just to support this family. Mom works hard enough cooking for us every day! You sit at home idle every day, what else are you dissatisfied with? Stop looking for trouble and leave me alone!"
When Li Yin heard this, she felt as if her heart had been hit hard by a heavy hammer. A feeling of grievance and bitterness instantly surged in her heart, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red. She didn't expect to receive such a cold and hurtful response from Song Qian...
On the day Song Xu was born, the red light in the operating room was flashing, and the dazzling light was reflected on the tiles of the hospital corridor.
Li Yin's parents paced back and forth in front of the closed door, their brows furrowed, their eyes filled with anxiety and worry. Every step they took felt like they were walking on the edge of a knife. Their hearts were gripped by their daughter in the operating room, and they were extremely anxious, wishing they could rush into the operating room and bear the pain for their daughter.
At the other end of the corridor, Song Qian's mother looked like a bystander, with indifference written all over her face.
She looked at her son who looked a little tired and said, "Son, you look so tired. Giving birth doesn't happen that quickly. Let's go home and rest for a while. It's a waste of time to wait here."
As for Song Qian, he was like a vine with its spine pulled out. Without any hesitation, he really followed his mother and left the hospital. His back figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, as if swallowed by the darkness, leaving behind a chilling silence.
When Li Yin's parents witnessed this scene, they felt as if their hearts were pierced by countless steel needles, and the pain was so severe that they could hardly breathe.
Li Yin's mother trembled slightly and tears welled up in her eyes. Those tears were filled with deep heartache for her daughter, as well as anger and disappointment at the behavior of her son-in-law and his mother.
She could never have imagined that her daughter suffered so much and gave birth to the Song family's child in the operating room, but Song Qian just passed away like this.
Li Yin's parents never dared to tell their daughter about this matter, fearing that their daughter would not be able to accept it and would feel uncomfortable.
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