Less than two seconds after swallowing, Xiang Zhilan suddenly stood up and rushed into the bathroom.
She bent over the toilet, opened her mouth wide, reached into her throat and vomited up all the food she hadn't digested that morning and noon.
After vomiting, she saw the white pill clinging to the yellowish clump, and then she slumped weakly to the ground.
"Waaah..." Her tears came out immediately, and her sobs gradually turned into wailing, as if she was about to stop breathing.
The emotions suppressed behind the despair erupted; she couldn't bring herself to kill the beginning of a life.
She still had love for those orphans, but now she almost killed the child in her womb!
The moment she swallowed it, the unease and panic in her heart almost overwhelmed her. She really couldn't do it; she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Even knowing it was a mistake, knowing it shouldn't exist, she still couldn't do it.
She was terrified that it would flow out like a pool of blood, then be thrown into a trash can and sent to be incinerated along with thousands of other tons of garbage.
No one knew it was a life except her.
She can't do that, she mustn't do that.
Xiang Zhilan shook her head, tears streaming down her face, biting her lip hard. After sobbing uncontrollably, she slowly calmed down.
Panting to calm herself, she realized the stone bricks on the ground were cold and bad for the child. After hastily wiping away her tears, she pushed herself up, flushed the toilet, and cleaned up all the mess.
She watched the pill disappear, her heart slowly calming down. She walked to the sink, scooped up water to wash away the tears on her face, and looked up at her swollen eyes, her face covered with beads of water that were hard to tell whether they were tears or just water, dripping down.
She took a deep breath and wiped her face with a tissue.
Since she didn't have the courage to kill it, she had no choice but to leave it.
If she wants to keep it, she needs to be prepared; she needs to think it over carefully.
First of all, she can't go to Syria; she has to give the editor-in-chief an explanation.
Secondly, she did not want to marry Shen Muzhi because of the child. No matter what he thought, she could not let him know about its existence.
Finally, she couldn't stay at home any longer; her mother would definitely notice her pregnancy symptoms.
Once Xiang Zhilan made up her mind, her mind worked quickly, and she came up with solutions one after another at a time.
My heart gradually calmed down, and my complexion returned to normal.
Seeing that it was getting dark outside, he picked up his bag and left the room.
Now, just like usual, go home as if nothing has happened.
Xiang Zhilan hailed a taxi and sat inside, looking at the neon lights outside, which seemed to illuminate her heart.
Unlike the despair she felt when she arrived, she now felt lost about the unknown future. She truly didn't know whether deciding to keep the child was a good thing or a bad thing. All she knew was that if she had nipped the child in the bud, it would be too late for regrets in the middle of the night.
"Miss, we've arrived," the driver said, stopping the car to remind Xiang Zhilan.
Xiang Zhilan snapped out of her daze, paid the fare, got out of the car, and looked up at the warm yellow lights of her home. She felt her cold heart instantly warmed up. No matter what happened, she still had her family behind her to support her. She was definitely not alone.
After taking a deep breath, Xiang Zhilan walked towards the residential area.
When she got home, she smelled the delicious aroma of food. Her mother greeted her, and she changed into slippers, washed her hands, and sat down to eat dinner.
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