Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 674 Despair

Lu Xixiao's voice rang in her ears.

Wen Li only then realized that he had already noticed that she was awake.

She hadn't heard his voice for more than half a month, and her nose felt a little sore when she heard it again. What he said made her emotions rush from her nose to her eyes.

He recalled, and slowly told her in a hoarse voice, "My parents got pregnant with me at such an old age because they wanted a daughter. When they found out it was a son, they were disappointed, but they couldn't bear to abort the baby, so I came into this world."

"Because of giving birth to me, my parents passed away one after another. I lost both parents not long after I was born. My family members felt sorry for me. My eldest brother and his wife raised me as their own son. My eldest brother loved me even more than his own children. My eldest sister-in-law loved children and especially wanted a daughter. But in order not to divide their energy and love, they only had one."

"In my heart, my eldest brother and his wife are my parents."

"Because of me, Jingyuan's father was neglected by my parents from childhood to adulthood, but he never felt resentful towards me. Even though he was one year younger than me, he took care of me like an older brother and was humble to me. I always felt guilty towards him for stealing his parents' property."

"The year Jingyuan was born, I lost my parents who loved me the most, and my brother who always thought of me. Jingyuan also lost everything: his best grandparents and his loving parents."

"I was standing outside the operating room. When I heard the doctor say that the rescue was ineffective, I felt that I would not survive..." His voice became choked, and after a while he continued, "They must be worried about me, so they left Jing Yuan to me."

"If it weren't for Jingyuan, I wouldn't have made it through those days. Although we both lost our parents, Jingyuan wasn't as lucky as I was. I often wondered back then if it was because I stole Jingyuan's father's parents, and Jingyuan had to teach me a lesson on his father's behalf, that's why I was so difficult to raise."

"But then I thought, they love me so much, how could they be willing to send Jingyuan to punish me? I am an unfortunate person myself. First my parents, then my eldest brother and his wife, and Jingyuan's parents. Even Jingyuan couldn't escape. She almost didn't survive when she was in her mother's womb. She suffered so much at such a young age."

"It's as if I've sucked away their luck and made them miserable. I'm like a debt collector, killing those who are kind to me. I have to believe it because I wasn't expected to be born into this world in the first place."

His words were filled with hatred and disgust for herself. Wen Li felt very uncomfortable. She opened her mouth to comfort him, but everything she said seemed pale and powerless. She could only put her hand on the back of his hand and hold him tightly.

"Before my eldest brother and his family passed away, I was fearless. Later, I became a worrier. Every day I worried about whether Jingyuan would get sick and whether I could raise him."

"If I could, I would give up everything I have in exchange for his health. When I was forced into a desperate situation, I, who never believed in ghosts and gods, held him in my arms and knelt down step by step, from the bottom of the mountain to the top. I knelt in the temple and kowtowed to the Buddha, asking him to bless him. I finally raised him until he was four years old, just four years old..."

He was choking with sobs and could hardly speak, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Last year, I failed to protect him. He suffered such a serious gunshot wound at such a young age. Only after he met Elder You did he finally have a healthy body. He could finally live like a normal child, finally not have to suffer so much. He should have started to live a healthy and carefree life, but..."

The rest of his words were replaced by sobs.

It took him a while to calm down again.

"He was a four-year-old child who had been raised in a safe place. I couldn't imagine what he would go through, what kind of harm he would suffer. For 25 days, what did he eat? What did he drink? Where did he sleep at night? It was so cold, was he well dressed? Was he cold? He couldn't find me, couldn't find his home. How scared he must have been."

"He's never been away from me for this long. He relies on me the most. He's my lifelong responsibility, but I'm the one who should have protected him as he grew up, but now I don't even know if he's still alive."

He fell into deep despair.

After a while, he spoke again, but his tone changed: "No matter how Qi Yu targets me, I can spare his life for your sake, but if he hurts Jing Yuan, I will never forgive him. He did it, and I will make him pay with blood."

After he finished speaking, he let go of Wen Li's hand, got out of bed, and left without looking back.

The door was closed, separating the two again.

Wen Liping lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, with tears in his eyes.