want to lie to me to love you again

"Ah... ah..." Song Zhicheng cried helplessly, and kept locking his body backwards. In the end, he had already retreated to the innermost position of the bed. It seemed that if he moved a little further to the side, he would fall to the ground. went to the ground.

He felt that something in his heart was about to break through the ground, and he wanted to speak, but in the end he could only make notes of unknown meaning, and an uncomfortable sound came from his throat.

A little farther away...a little further away...so that I won't be hurt again.Yes, that's it.

Song Zhicheng's brain is a mess now, but he has a belief that drives him to do this.

So, when Fang Zhiyi woke up, all he saw was a pitiful figure.

Song Zhicheng's long legs were bent, and he sat in a small corner beside the bed, and then hugged his knees with his hands. Although he raised his head, there was no focus in his eyes, they were all empty, as if he had lost his soul long ago.

Fang Zhi saw the situation, and his heart, which was already riddled with holes, was stabbed severely again.He slowly sat down on the bed, approaching him cautiously, not daring to disturb him easily.Then he tentatively put his hand on Song Zhicheng's shoulder, wanting to see his reaction.

Song Zhicheng didn't hide, but flinched violently, obviously frightened and disgusted by his touch, but thought he was powerless to escape.

"child……"

"Ah Cheng, what did you say?!" Fang Zhiyi was very happy, because this was the first time Song Zhicheng used language to communicate with himself after waking up.At the same time, he was also very annoyed, because he found that he didn't understand what Song Zhicheng was saying.

So, full of guilt, he asked again, "Ah Cheng, what did you say? Say it again, okay?"

His voice was also deliberately soft, as if it would frighten him if it was louder.

Song Zhicheng was also very face-saving, and repeated it softly again, "My child..."

"Child, child?" When Fang Zhiyi heard these two words, he felt blood rushing to his head continuously, making him dizzy, and he hardly knew where to go, where to go, and where to go.

He thought that Song Zhicheng already knew about his pregnancy again.But I didn't expect that he is now foolish and foolish, completely closing himself in an independent world, not communicating with the outside world at all, so where did he know about this?

"Child..." Song Zhicheng didn't respond to his shout at all, and just kept repeating these two words.

Fang Zhiyi calmed down for a while, and could see that something was wrong, he asked softly, "What child? Is it this?" After asking, he took a pillow next to him and handed it to him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the pillow appeared in front of his eyes, Song Zhicheng snatched it away.He held the pillow in his arms like a baby.However, this situation only lasted less than 1 minute.Soon Song Zhicheng threw the pillow out mercilessly, looked into Fang Zhiyi's eyes, and after a while, showed a strange smile, and then seemed to say to himself, "It's not a child..."

"Ah Cheng..." Fang Zhiyi looked away in embarrassment, and frightenedly went to pick up the pillow.However, his hand was slapped away fiercely by Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng looked into his eyes stubbornly, obviously trembling with fear, but still wanted to finish the sentence, "This is not my child, my child is already dead..."

He hadn't spoken for so long that his voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.Fang Zhiyi's eyes turned red again almost immediately, he reached out tremblingly, regardless of Song Zhicheng's objection, he insisted on grabbing his hand, held it tightly in his palm, and then took it to touch his own stomach , choked up and said, "The child is not dead...he came back to find you...in your stomach...Ah Cheng, our child is back to find you..."

"Child..." Song Zhicheng carefully looked at Fang Zhiyi's face, then at his stomach, and repeated slowly.

The expression on his face was helpless and confused, not at all like the expression a grown man should have, but there was no sense of disobedience, which made people feel pity.

Fang Zhiyi felt that it was impossible to find adjectives to describe his current state of mind.He opened his arms and hugged Song Zhicheng tightly, only to realize that this man had become emaciated at some point, and the bones on his back were so painful that he felt pain.He leaned close to Song Zhicheng's ear, and said a word next to him.

Song Zhicheng didn't respond, even the expression on his face didn't change, but Fang Zhiyi, who was holding him, could feel his body trembling slightly.

It was trembling and joy from the heart.Although he didn't know what he was happy about now, but he subconsciously raised his hands to protect his stomach tightly.

Just because Fang Zhiyi said: "For your child, treat yourself well. You have to protect him."

He didn't make any arrangements for himself in words, because he knew that Song Zhicheng didn't want to hear it.

Fang Zhiyi helped the person in his arms to lie down on the bed slowly, covered him with a quilt, and watched him close his eyes.After he took a long breath, he bent down and focused on tracing the outline of his face.In the end, I printed kisses on his forehead and the corners of his mouth, and said to him, "I'm sorry."

Then he got up and walked out, hesitated for a while, and firmly opened the door of the ward.

The lights in the corridor were not very bright, it could even be said to be soft, but for some reason, Fang Zhiyi was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes.He squinted and saw four executives in blue uniforms walking towards him.

They were empty-handed and didn't bring anything, but Fang Zhiyi knew that from this moment on, waiting for his sentencing was about to begin.He has nothing to worry about, but he can't let go of the two people inside.

These were the two people he was most sorry for and hurt the most.If the time could come back again, he would kneel down in front of Song Zhicheng, bring the best things in the world to him, and spend his whole life to atone for his sins.

"Let's go. Your director promised me to take good care of him."

After Fang Zhiyi finished speaking, he walked away without looking back, his back was straight and his steps were straight.Only a few executives were left behind to look at each other, especially the leader, whose arrest warrant didn't even come in handy.

Fang Zhi realized that when he arrived at the executive department, he was immediately isolated. When he walked through a small room with closed doors and windows, he saw a familiar face.

He smiled at that face, then turned his head and looked straight ahead.It was a smile that let go of everything.