Chapter 868 Love Is Fulfillment, Not Possession (5)

The bottom of my heart seemed to be stabbed severely by something sharp, Lu Bancheng was in pain, and it was difficult to breathe.

He knew that what happened that night was his fault, and he also knew that he caused her deep, deep hurt that night, but he never knew that the hurt was so deep.

The girl on the hospital bed was still crying. She probably had no strength, and the actions of resistance gradually stopped, and the crying gradually became quieter.

When Lu Bancheng thought that she was going to calm down and fell asleep, her little hands suddenly grabbed the quilt tightly, grasping it with extra force, as if trying to suppress some emotion, but even so, her chest heaved more and more. more and more obvious.

She murmured again, and her style changed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Sorry, who is she saying sorry to?

Lu Bancheng frowned, and before he could recover, he heard her speak again: "...Don't blame me, I know I'm sorry for you, but I can't help it...I can't give birth to you..."

Hearing this, Lu Bancheng's whole body tensed up.

It turned out that her sorry was for him and her poor child who had no chance to come into the world.

"...I know you are innocent, but I can't face you... I'm afraid I can't treat you well, I'm afraid that you will not be happy when you come to this world..."

"I can't convince myself to accept you. Whenever I think of you, I think of that night. It's terrible..."

"I'm sorry, baby, don't blame me, I really can't be with him, I'm afraid..."

It turned out that she raised the knife and mercilessly ended the child who was implicated in his and her life. In her heart, it wasn't that she didn't have a little sense of existence.

It turned out that when he was sad, angry, and distressed for that child, she was also feeling guilty, sorry, and blaming herself for that child.

She never forgot, she always remembered.

So, she doesn't love him, she hates him and blames him, but in her heart, she still has feelings for the child related to herself.

It's just because she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, she really didn't want to get involved with him too much, she was afraid that she would transfer her hatred for him to innocent children, so she chose to give up.

"...I'm sorry..." Lying on the hospital bed, she began to repeat the three words "sorry" over and over again.

There was a sound, clear and ear-piercing, which made Lu Bancheng's chest throb with pain.

He didn't know how to describe his feeling at the moment, he always felt his heart was heavy and blocked, which made him unable to breathe.

Suddenly he couldn't stay in the ward any longer, he stood up straight, took a step back, turned around and walked out with a messy pace.

Back in the car, Lu Bancheng sat blankly as if he had lost his soul.

It was dawn, the sun was rising, and the world was making noise, but he didn't respond. It wasn't until he saw her pale face walking out of the hospital building that he became conscious.

He didn't call her, just watched her walk to the side of the road silently, and stopped a taxi.

He stepped on the accelerator like a ghost, kept a distance, and followed her car.

Stop and go, about half an hour away, the taxi finally stopped by the side of the road, she paid, got off, and entered the building directly opposite the taxi.