After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

My cheeks were covered with tears, but my eye sockets were like dry springs, without a trace of tears.

It's as if... all the tears in my life have been shed at this moment, and if I want to shed them, I have to use blood to act as tears.

It's really strange, obviously there is no wound on my body, but there is no part of my body that does not hurt.

It was as if my muscles and bones had been smashed, and my flesh and blood had been crushed. I lost all strength and collapsed limply on the blood-stained cold bed.

Because of the pain, my body convulsed and trembled from time to time, and there was a sharp pain in the abdominal cavity, as if all the internal organs had been crushed, then violently tore and dragged, and then hollowed out inch by inch...

But what hurts the most is not there.

My chest rose and fell weakly, as if a huge hole had been dug out of my heart, the pain and void that was too big to ignore enveloped me.

Call me, nowhere to hide.

I gasped weakly and moved my fingers, the fingertips were as cold and stiff as a corpse.

Tiredness bound me like a spider's thread, and my hands were weakly pressed against my flat stomach.

There... a small life stayed there for a short time.

But I have no skills.

Failed to keep it.

I'm so useless...

I am sorry.

I'm sorry... I... didn't protect you well...

But I don't get any response anymore.

There was blood dripping between my legs, my face was pale, my eyes gradually lost their focus, and my eyes that had lost their brilliance were looking at the dim roof without focus.

All the emotions seemed to flow out of the body along with the child who died young, the heavy unwillingness, the pain of not being trusted, the despair of trying to save and protect, but passing away at the fingertips...

They are like flakes of snowflakes falling in the pool water, melting and disappearing, and no trace can be found anymore.

I no longer have any emotions in my heart.

With empty eyes and pale face, I lay there as if I were dead.

Only the slight rise and fall of my chest proves that I am still breathing.

There were bloodstains all over the blue clothes, and I felt that the blood in my body was about to flow out.

I can't save myself...

I can't save...my child...

I can only watch my own flesh and blood flow out of my body as a pool of dirty blood.

Blood like flying flowers choked out from his pale lips.

The chaotic images intertwined and intertwined in my sea of ​​consciousness, and the bright red of blood finally dried up into a dull, dirty black.

so cold...

My arms holding myself tightened a bit, and I curled up slightly.

How can it be so cold...

I closed my eyes in despair, letting the darkness drag me around and sink me into it.

……

I wake up consciously before my body.

The pain continued, like silk threads entangled in every inch of my flesh and blood, entangled in every meridian, thin and continuous.

The voice of speaking is in my ear, but it seems to be far away, and it seems a little blurry in front of my eyes, which makes me uncomfortable.

My consciousness is still in chaos, and I can't tell whose voice it is.

It seems to be trapped in the center of the fog, unable to find a way out, and unable to find a place to return.

Indistinct, the body is like duckweed.

In the mist, a weight was exerted on my abdomen, as if someone was pressing on my abdomen, pressing desperately...

"no, do not want!!"

I woke up with a start, my voice panicked and shrill.

The moment he opened his eyes, his heart was still filled with despair that couldn't go away.

Trembling eyes reflected the man's indifferent face, Qin Qing withdrew his hand pressing on my stomach, as if greeting me, "Oh, are you awake?"

I didn't go to see Qin Qing, gasped for breath in fear, and stretched out my hand to touch my lower abdomen anxiously.

There is no trace of the joyful arc in the memory, the lower abdomen is flat, and there are faint bursts of sharp pain that make people sweat.

"there is none left……"

I was stunned, and my heart gradually dipped into the ice pool again.

The air was still filled with the stench of blood, and the blood on the sheets hadn't completely dried up, it was cold and sticky.

My face slowly became stiff and pale.

...not a dream.

I really...lost my baby...

"Jianzun, you really went too far this time."

Qin Qing didn't wait for my response, but turned to look at Luo Wuchen, "After making a good succubus fake pregnancy, you forced him to abort, scum! I have lived for so long, and I have never seen such a scumbag like you s husband."

"What fake pregnancy?" Luo Wuchen's face froze for a moment, his voice was a little hoarse, "He... isn't pregnant?"

"You feed him avoiding soup every time you have sex, how could he be pregnant," Qin Qing suddenly paused, and his tone rose slightly, as if surprised, "You don't doubt your little succubus Give you a green hat?"

"Your little wife is all about you, how could she have sex with her?"

Even Qin Qing knows that I like Luo Wuchen.

But Luo Wuchen couldn't see my sincerity, doubted me, hurt me...

I blinked my eyes, trying to disperse the layer of mist floating on my pupils.

Qin Qing was still talking: "It's rare for you to forget that the succubus has another characteristic..."

Succubus……

...false pregnancy...

The sea of ​​consciousness wrapped in mist finally became a little clearer, and I slowly realized the content contained in Qin Qing's words.

Fake... Pregnant?

I raised my head with difficulty, and stared blankly in Qin Qing's direction.

Is he talking about me?

I……

...False pregnancy?

I pressed my hand on the lower abdomen that should have been slightly bulged, and I was in a daze without making a sound.

Since I was pregnant, I have worked hard every day, but even so, I am looking forward to the arrival of this child with full expectation every day.

Qin Qing looked at me, "You told Sword Master that you were pregnant?"

pregnant...yes...

It's my fault, I shouldn't have told Luo Wuchen about my pregnancy.

I did not protect my baby.

It is my fault……

My frozen eyeballs moved slightly, and I lifted my eyelids stiffly.

"You're not pregnant." Qin Qing shook his head, as if looking at a self-deceiving clown, "Why didn't you come to me earlier?"

"If you had come to me from the beginning, this misunderstanding would not have occurred, let alone the current situation."

Qin Qing sighed and sighed, but I couldn't hear a word.

What fake pregnancy.

I shuddered and hugged my belly tightly.

No, I clearly...

Obviously it is true.

I'm obviously pregnant...

Seeing that I refused to believe it, Qin Qing sighed again, "I know you don't want to believe it, but you are indeed just a fake pregnancy."

He told me that for the race of succubus, with the purity and frequency of spiritual power ingested, the body of succubus will undergo corresponding changes, specifically manifested in the darkening or lightening of hair color.

If the spiritual power absorbed is not enough, the succubus will have different demonization characteristics from light to heavy, hair color will become lighter, pupil color will change, and a tail will grow.

He also said that when the spiritual power has not been completely absorbed and accumulated enough in the body, and accumulated for a long time, the succubus will appear in another relatively rare situation——

At this time, the succubus will have some pregnancy-like symptoms, not limited to lethargy, nausea, abdominal distension and so on.

Even judging from the pulse condition, it is almost the same as a real pregnancy.

But that's not pregnancy.

That's just a false pregnancy.Procrastinating for a long time may even cause damage to the body and cause serious consequences.

I froze, staring at the foot of the bed in a daze.

After reacting for a while, my thinking slowly turned again.

deceive...

It's not a fake pregnancy.

I clutched my stomach, unconsciously showing a confused look.

fake……

I clearly feel its existence so clearly.

How could it be fake.

He lied to me.

I hugged myself and slowly curled into a thin ball.

"I understand that it is difficult for you to accept this fact for a while."

Qin Qing said, "But it is indeed true."

I don't want to listen.

He and Luo Wuchen are in the same group.

... are all bad guys.

I turned my back to them, and buried my head in the quilt as if trying to cover my ears and steal the bell.

But the quilt was heavy and cold, neither could warm me, nor could it block Qin Qing's voice for me.

"...After this symptom occurs, the spiritual power that can be absorbed by yourself will condense into a spar-like existence, constantly absorbing and consuming the spiritual power in your body." Qin Qing said this.

"The reason why you can't control your succubus characteristics is also because of this reason."

"All in all, the false pregnancy of the succubus will cause very serious harm to the body of the succubus, and Sword Master can be regarded as a mistake, preventing the situation from becoming more serious."

I covered my mouth to keep myself from making a sound, but tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Of course, Sword Master's violent treatment is a bit too much."

Qin Qing righteously reprimanded Luo Wuchen: "Even if you are really pregnant, if you want to abort the child, you can't ask me to prescribe an abortion medicine?"

"It's your luck that you didn't leave him with an irreparable hidden injury this time. If you were less lucky, your little wife would be ruined!"

Luo Wuchen didn't speak.

"What I should explain has already been explained to you very clearly. Although your little wife is only a fake pregnancy, she was indeed given a miscarriage by you. You..."

Qin Qing sighed, "I don't know whether you like him or not, even if you don't, there's no need to bully him like this."

There was silence.

After a while, Qin Qing's voice sounded again, "All right, I also know that I am meddling in my own business, so just listen to it."

"I'm going back, remember to clear the Lingshi."

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the whole space became silent.

I don't know how long it took, and I almost fell asleep when I suddenly heard someone muttering to himself:

"...No dislikes."

It's a pity that the voice was too soft, and it became even more vague after another layer of quilt.

I couldn't tell whether it was my own illusion or the real voice of Luo Wuchen.

Forget it...

It doesn't matter anyway.

I thought wearily.

The room was empty and cold.

The coldness invaded my body everywhere, and I shivered, obviously wrapped myself so tightly with the quilt.

Why is it still so cold?

Are the windows still open?

Or is the door not closed properly?

I rolled my eyes, which were as stagnant as stagnant water, and slowly looked towards the door.

The door is closed.

So are the windows.

It was also at this time that I realized that besides myself, there was Luo Wuchen in the room.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and he was in a daze, and there was a bit of lonely regret on his face.

Xu Shi noticed my gaze, and Luo Wuchen looked at me.

"Late night."

Luo Wuchen moved closer to me, he bent down and reached out to me, as if he wanted to hug me in his arms to comfort me.

But I immediately seemed to be frightened, and shrank my neck, avoiding his outstretched hand.