Liang Shangjun's voice was worried and choked into her blank brain, and a trace of clarity was peeled off from the messy complacent. She looked up excitedly and asked excitedly:

"Did Lu Lin give it to you?"

"Zhuchun, no, I heard from me, you can't be so excited, you will hurt your baby."

Liang Shangjun was at a loss. Not only did his words not soothe, but instead made Xia Chun's face pale. The more he said this, the more it proved that it was true.

"Liang Shangjun, if you don't tell me, then I'll ask Lu Lin now."

She turned around and ran away. Liang Shangjun's face changed drastically. He hurriedly reached out to grab her, but Xia Chun's mind was full of his own life experience, and all the small words written on the business deliberately.

She struggled angrily, pushing him away angrily.

If it were on weekdays, she would definitely not be able to struggle.

But at this moment, Liang Shangjun was a patient. The wound on his body broke in the process. He was accidentally pushed to the ground by her. Xia Chun took the opportunity to run out of the bathroom and ran towards the door.

"Pure."

Liang Shangjun snorted in pain and looked at her back with anxiety.

Xia Chun looked back at him, but did not come back to pull him. He bit his lip hard and turned around and ran out of the room.

The wound on Liang Shangjun's back was so painful that Junyi's brows were twisted.

Cold sweat quickly emerged from his forehead, but he didn't care about the pain, gritted his teeth and forced himself to get up from the ground and chased him out.

"Lu Lin!"

Xia Chun ran downstairs and ran out of the living room. Lu Lin and his daughter and Shen Chenchen were about to leave. The other two got in the car, but she was the only one who had not got in the car.

Hearing her voice, she turned her head, her eyes touched Xia Chun's pale face and messy eyes, she instantly understood something, and a sneer quickly passed through the depths of her eyes.

"Xia Chun, is there anything wrong?"

Her voice sounded calm, not as arrogant as usual, and seemed to have no interest in everything.

"Did you give that appraisal report to the gentleman, and did you write those small characters deliberately?"

"Chuchun, this has nothing to do with Lu Lin. Be good, come in with me."

Liang Shangjun staggered and chased him out. Junyi's forehead was sweating heavily, which was painful.

He stepped forward and pulled Xia Chun, not allowing her to walk over again, and his deep eyes swept over Lu Lin as coldly as a blade.

Lu Lin's heart trembled and said coldly:

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"land……"

"Chu Chun, come in with me."

Liang Shangjun covered her mouth with big hands and pulled her into the living room. The sound of the car starting from behind him...

"Liang Shangjun, let me go, why don't you let me ask Lu Lin, why don't you let me ask clearly?"

Xia Chun yelled at him excitedly, his voice sharp and angry.

"Zhuchun, I'll tell you."

Liang Shangjun controlled her arms with both hands, and hugged her tightly into her arms, preventing her from leaving. The pain on his back felt as if it was being sawed by a saw. Sweat on his forehead fell into her neck, but he didn't shout.

pain.

The choking in the voice came for some reason.

Hearing this, Xia Chun stopped struggling and looked at him with tears in his eyes. In his blurry vision, his eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with deep pain and heartache.

Her heart sank into a bottomless abyss.

The color on the face is whiter than paper.

The red lips that were biting opened tremblingly, and the sound of fear did not seem to be coming from her mouth, but rather it seemed to float from another time and space far away, and would disappear at any time:

"you say!"

In just two words, I have tried my best.

She subconsciously straightened her back and ordered herself to hear him tell the truth.

"Chongchun, sit down first, I'll tell you."

Liang Shangjun helped her sit down on the sofa. He held her cold little hands tightly with both hands, and some contradictions penetrated into his deep eyes full of heartache.

Xia Chun looked at him quietly. There was a villain in her heart saying that this was not true, it was definitely not true.

But another villain stabbed him directly with a knife and said with a sneer: Xia Chun, you are just an existence that should not exist, so your mother doesn't want you.

"Pure."

Liang Shangjun felt her hand trembling in his palm, her body was trembling, and his pupils tightened. How could he say such a cruel thing?

"Say it."

She was sobbing that she couldn't speak, and there was a hint of luck and begging in her eyes, begging him to say that it was not true.

But why didn't he say it?

Even if you cheat yourself, it's OK.

"Zhuchun, I tell you, but you promise me, okay? No matter what happens, I love you the same thing, and our baby, you can't be excited now."

"You, have you known this for a long time, have you?"

Tears were like pearls with broken lines, falling down in a straight line, knocking down on the back of his hand, as if hot molten iron was scalding on his heart, and he was suffocated with pain.

"Pure, I..."

His mouth stammered, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

I can't speak anyway.

"You can't say it, Liang Shangjun, you can't say it, right? You also think I'm dirty, don't you?"

She trembled and wanted to pull out her hand. Liang Shangjun shook her head and held it tightly to prevent her from pulling out her hand, afraid that she would run away like she did just now.

He grabbed her tighter, enduring the physical and mental pain, but just grabbed her tightly, gritting his teeth and ruthlessly, blurting out:

"I have known Chunchun, I have long ago. I won't tell you because those are not important. Your life experience is not something you can choose. I have never cared about it, and I won't think you are dirty because of this. You know,

I love you, I love you very much."

He saw despair in her eyes. When he could not see his own shadow in her eyes, a tear rolled down his eyes and dripped on the back of his hand, instantly blending with her tears.

"I don't have a father?"

She asked in a messy manner, her consciousness was so blank that she could not think normally, how could she have no father?

"No, Chunchun, you have a father, your father has always loved you very much, you have a mother, and your mother loves you very much."

Liang Shangjun explained anxiously. He was filled with panic. He was afraid that she could not bear such a blow. Her pale face, trembling body, desperate eyes, fine and hot tears, everything made him scared.

"No, I don't!"

Xia Chun shook his head and made a desperate and painful voice.

Her eyes were messy and she murmured in pain:

"No wonder she wants to abandon me, no wonder others have mothers, but I don't. It turns out that my existence is her shame, no wonder my father doesn't let me blame her, don't let me hate her, so that's it, so it's..."

It turns out that I don’t even know who my father is.

Since I haven't known it for more than 20 years, why do I have to let her know again now?

Why?

She would rather not know for the rest of her life, and would rather be an orphan than this dirty life experience.

"Zhu, it's none of your business, that's Zhao Lan's vain love and she's selfish, so she abandons you has nothing to do with you, really, nothing to do with you."

Liang Shangjun knew that everything he said was pale and powerless, but he had to say it. Xia Chun felt confused and his heart was also confused.

"You don't need to comfort me, Liang Shangjun, please let me go, let me go."

Xia Chun shook his head in pain and struggled in pain. She should not see him, should not become his shame, and should not let him become the laughing stock of the world.

At this moment, she felt dirty, so she didn't want to face him, don't!

"Zhu Chun, I won't let you go, I will never let you go again."

He grabbed her tightly, and a piece of cloth on his arm was dyed bright red, which was stained with his arms, causing a pain, but he had to hold her tightly.

"Liang Shangjun, I beg you, can you let me go? I beg you, don't catch me, I can't deserve you, I'll never deserve you."

The damn inferiority and fear were like vines growing from the heart, watering them with her blood, instantly spreading her whole heart and sticking her soul. Her consciousness was full of inferiority.

She was going home to ask her father, and she wanted to ask clearly what was going on.

But why did he hold her, why did he feel so painful, why did he cry, is he also very painful, and is he very conflicted...

The more she thought about it, the more she became afraid. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to escape. But Liang Shangjun did not let him go, his voice choked and firm:

"Zhu Chun, you are not worthy of me. I don't allow you to think of yourself like this, and you don't hear that there is no...hiss..."
To be continued...