After the actor broke up

When I got home, I made some food, ate, vomited, vomited, drank some water, and continued to eat... He knew that he was in a bad mood and it was not good for the child, so he could only desperately force himself to eat Next thing.

He changed into Luo Jingyu's pajamas, which were loose but warm, as if the other party was hugging him.

Wenzheng played light music for a while, talked to the baby in her belly, then raised her head, looked at the empty space beside her, smiled, and said softly, "Good night, Jingyu."

Turn off the lights, everything is silent in the dark.

I slept a little heavily, but I still woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning, went to the bathroom to vomit for a while, and then went to make breakfast.

Today is Saturday and it is still raining outside.

There is a movie in the living room, which is Luo Jingyu's debut work, called "Warm".

The sound was turned up so loud that you could hear it everywhere in the apartment.

Luo Jingyu later made many films of various genres, and his acting skills were much better than this one.But Wenzheng preferred this one. Luo Jingyu saw him watch it a few times, and he didn't know how many times he watched it in private.

Wen Zheng seldom shed tears, even when Luo Jingyu said to break up and intended for him to abort the child, he never cried.But watching this movie, he can cry.

Wen Zheng finished eating, turned on the computer, and prepared to do something.

It was raining heavily outside.

Wen Zheng had only been working for a while before receiving a text message.

The moment he saw the text message, his face became ugly, his breath became short of breath a few times, Wenzheng shut down the computer abruptly, took his coat and walked out.Because I was in a hurry, I forgot to take my mobile phone and turn off the TV.

Almost as soon as Wen Zheng's car drove out of the community, Luo Jingyu's car drove in.

After parking the car in the parking lot, a tall and straight man came down with a suitcase.

When they arrived in front of the apartment where the two had lived for eight years, Luo Jingyu hesitated for a while, but he still decided to come back.

He knew that Wenzheng would not hire a nanny.This time, in Luo Jingyu's world, emotions and worries outweighed reason.

For the first time, he doesn't care about the future, no matter what will happen in the future, let's take care of Wenzheng and give birth to the child safely. That person seems to be doing very badly.

He rang the doorbell, but no one was there.Luo Jingyu frowned. Wenzheng usually doesn't go out on Saturdays and Sundays. He doesn't have any friends, doesn't have any favorite activities, and doesn't like socializing.

Luo Jingyu thought for a while, and made a call, but heard the phone ringing from the house.

He panicked all of a sudden, he had lost the key, so he threw it to Wenzheng.He seldom used that key, and even always forgot to take it.Because, every time he came home, Wenzheng was there.

Once, Wenzheng said to him: "I put the key you left on the bottom of the flower pot outside the door. You can't remember to get the key. If I'm not at home one day, you can get it from there."

He never had a chance to take it.

Because in the eight years, every time he was waiting for him at home, almost his footsteps sounded at the door, and the door would open.

Luo Jingyu looked at the pot of lush green plants, wondering if Wenzheng would still be there, leaving the key there.

Luo Jingyu squatted down and moved the flower pot, and the key was quietly placed there, just like the person in the house, although he didn't say anything, he was waiting for him to go home.

Luo Jingyu was silent for a long time. He remembered that when he put the key in front of the man who was sitting silently on the sofa, the man's expression was so desperate that he was about to cry.

It's so sad, but I still keep it, waiting for someone who might not be able to wait, is it stupid or stupid?

Luo Jingyu picked up the key and opened the door.The furnishings in the room are still the same, exactly the same as before he left.

An inviting, cozy space with soft tones throughout.

The curtain of the little yellow duck is opened, and you can see the lush woods outside the window.

Luo Jingyu saw the mobile phone, computer, and turned on TV on the coffee table.The youth movies he acted in are still playing in it.

is something happened?Going out in such a hurry.

Luo Jingyu called Wenzheng's assistant and the company, but he didn't have any work, and he didn't say he had any clients to see.

It was only now that Luo Jingyu discovered that Wenzheng knew everything about him, including his friends and where his family lived, but he knew nothing about him.

As long as Wenzheng disappears, he really can't find him.

Luo Jingyu's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt panicked.He himself is always like this, as long as others don't tell, he doesn't ask too much.

Luo Jingyu calmed himself down, and he picked up Wenzheng's cell phone.

The password is 2005827. He has never seen any special meaning for this number, and when he almost opened it, Luo Jingyu saw such a message from an unfamiliar number: Grandpa is seriously ill, Yuan's Hospital.

Luo Jingyu never went to meet Wen Zheng's family, even though they were actually together in the next two years, Wen Zheng never took him to meet his family.

Luo Jingyu always thought, Wenzheng thought, maybe they haven't reached that point yet.

Wen Zheng left in such a hurry, the old man must be very important.Luo Jingyu sat on the sofa, still thinking.

Since Wen Zheng never took him to meet his family, it means that he still doesn't want him to.

However, the old man is seriously ill, how sad he must be.

A person always buries his thoughts in the bottom of his heart, and will not let others know when he is sad.

Just as Luo Jingyu was thinking about these things, an unfamiliar phone number called his mobile phone, and when he answered, a gentle male voice was filled with urgency and anger, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Luo Jingyu Luo?"

"Yes."

He calmed down and continued, "I'm Xiaozheng's friend. My name is Yuan Li. Xiaozheng's grandfather just passed away, and he was pushed by others. Now the situation is very bad. I hope You can get to the hospital."

Luo Jingyu's pupils widened in an instant, he said hello, hung up the phone, and rushed out of the house.

He didn't even realize that he would have such an eager day, driving away from the street quickly, splashing a lot of water, and running through a lot of red lights.

When Luo Jingyu arrived at the hospital, there was a handsome and elegant man in a white coat and glasses waiting in the lobby. When he saw him, he said, "Luo Jingyu, come with me."

The two got on the elevator, and Luo Jingyu asked, "How is he?"

Yuan Li looked at this handsome man. Although he looked deserted, the worry in his eyes could not be faked.

If this is the case, then why did they break up?

But now is not the time to think about these things, Yuan Li said calmly: "Xiaozheng's pregnancy operation is not perfect, and she needs very considerate care after she is pregnant." He glanced at Luo Jingyu.

Luo Jingyu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Grandpa just passed away. He was in a bad mood, and he was pushed again. The child is very bad now. I suggest that the child be aborted while the month is young, because the chance of saving the child is not high if the operation is done now. However, the suffering was in vain, even if he survived this time, it would be hard to say if he did not receive good care in the future, not to mention that he is alone now."