"Good, good, you sit here and wait for me."

Qin Zhenzhen was sitting on the chair, her hands and feet were cold, and her abdominal pain was like someone was stabbing her with countless needles.

A year, a whole year, a year ago, on the 10th, she was lying in the hospital, and saw that weak little life was taken out of her body like bloody.

It was her child, the child of her and Jane shaoshen, who died on the 10th.

From then on, on that day of every month, when she came, she would be in pain, cold hands and feet, unable to move.

I saw a lot of doctors and took a lot of medicine, but they were all useless. Some doctors once recommended Qin Zhenzhen to see a psychiatrist, saying that the root cause of her pain was her heart disease, and only the drug treatment could cure the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Qin Zhenzhen went to see a psychiatrist. However, if she wanted to talk about the past, she would not be able to continue her treatment. Therefore, she was delayed until now.

Everyone has a heart demon. In the face of the hurt in the heart, some choose to close themselves, some choose to escape, some choose to vent, and Qin Zhenzhen chooses to escape, because she really does not want to think about it again. It is too painful.

Qin Zhenzhen covered his stomach and almost wished to give himself a sharp knife to end the long endless pain. Her lips were almost not bloody, so she squatted on the ground and curled up into a ball.

"Zhenzhen, here comes the medicine." Yu Mengmeng holds Qin Zhenzhen. She reluctantly opens her eyes and suffers a great deal of pain. She almost grabs to put the medicine into her mouth. Regardless of the bitterness, she doesn't even drink any water. She just swallows the bitter bitterness.

"Drink some water. Come on." Yu Mengmeng poured hot water to her, blowing hot air to her, "you can't do this, or I'll tell the director that you can take a leave today, don't go to shoot it."

"It's OK. I'll just take a break." Qin Zhenzhen didn't have the strength, so he just shook his hand and reluctantly was afraid.

"It's not the way you do it all the time. So many painkillers are not as useful as they used to be."

"It's no use seeing a doctor. Maybe, that's all." Qin Zhenzhen laughed at himself and said, "this is probably the punishment the child has given me. He wants me to remember this pain forever, so that I can never forget him."

Qin Zhenzhen's mouth with a sad smile of self mockery, slowly curled up his body into a ball, holding himself.

"What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock."

"Ask the makeup artist to make up for me." The painkiller gradually took effect. Qin Zhenzhen held the brown sugar water that Yu Mengmeng gave her, and her face was slightly relieved.

Qin Zhenzhen forced herself to shoot the drama for a day and took several painkillers. The director also saw that she was not feeling well, and it ended early. However, Qin Zhenzhen refused Yu Mengmeng's proposal to send her back.

"No, I'm not going back." Qin Zhenzhen shook his head.

"What do you want to do if you don't go back and have a good rest Yu Mengmeng is dying of anxiety.

Back, Jane Shao Shen in waiting for her, will only remind her again and again at that time.

She didn't have a home. It was the same where she went to rest, but today it's different. Qin Zhenzhen was so eager to have a home and a place where she could cry and recuperate.

"Well, take me to the hotel." Qin Zhenzhen was not too cute. She only sent her to the door of the hotel, but she didn't go back to her room. Instead, she went to the KTV on the 17th floor.

She locked herself in a closed private room and asked for a table of wine. The wine was cold and bitter. After drinking for a while, Qin Zhenzhen's stomach began to ache again.

"Do you blame me? Do you use this method to punish your mother? But, baby, even if you don't, I haven't forgotten you for a moment

Qin Zhenzhen raised his head to fill a whole bottle of wine. Slowly, the pain in his abdomen was slightly relieved. He could not feel the pain after anesthesia.

"Qin Zhenzhen, what about my child? What have you done to our children? "

That day, Jane Shao Shen ran to her in a hurry, grabbed her arm and questioned her.

Qin Zhenzhen coldly pushed away Jian shaoshen's hand. His eyes were full of hatred and pain: "if the child is gone, I will not give birth to your child."

"What do you say?" Jane Shao Shen's eyes are full of red blood. He doesn't believe that she will really be cruel enough not to have their children.

"I said," the child is dead. Jane Shao Chen, you left me in the fire. Why should I give birth to you for a person like you. This child, is not the crystallization of love, I would not have been born. "

Qin Zhenzhen threw the abortion consent into Jian Shaochen's arms.

Abortion only a few days, his body has not yet fully recovered, is completely in the strong support, even his hands are shaking, abdominal pain is a burst of pain.

The pain of bone and blood being plucked out of one's own body can only be known by one's own experience that it goes deep into the bone marrow, not only in the body, but also in the heart.

"Qin Zhenzhen!" Jian Shao Chen tore the abortion notice into pieces, grabbed her hand, and almost beat her wrist to break, "why! It's a life, it's our child. You're so cruel. ""Let's divorce, Jane Shao Chen. If we can't be happy together, and there is only such mutual torture, we don't need to continue to live. Divorce, we, let each other go. "

"You killed the child just to divorce me?"

"Yes, you have a reason not to divorce me when the child is here. However, I've had enough of you. I've signed the divorce agreement. You just need to sign your name to finish it."

Qin Zhenzhen slowly turned around in the complex eyes of Jane shaoshen, who was unbelievable, resentful and painful. He walked forward step by step with a weak step, and walked out of Jian shaoshen's sight.

She thought that their world was over and had been broken. Who could know that they had come to this day.

"Zhen Zhen."

Who's calling her name? Jane shaoshen? Qin Zhenzhen opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

"Why do you drink again? Do you dare to drink so drunk? "

Jian Shaochen frowned a little unhappily, but Qin Zhenzhen looked at him like this and sneered.

"I hurt."

"Where does it hurt?" Jane Shao Shen asked nervously, "foot injury?"

"It doesn't hurt now." Qin Zhenzhen chuckled, "wine is a good thing, don't you think so?"

There is something on your mind, why always torture yourself like this? Jian Shaochen saw Qin Zhenzhen shrinking and covering his stomach. He looked very uncomfortable.

It hurt again. She didn't drink enough. Qin Zhenzhen looked at those bottles of wine, her painkiller.