133 Let's get a divorce

The next morning, Song Chun took an early flight to England.

Zhou Yushu was finally relieved for the time being.

As soon as he went for four or five days, he finally left some time for her to think about how to break up with Song Chun.

For four days in a row, Zhou Yishu felt that she was incomparable and contradictory. She had an idea in her heart that was getting stronger and stronger, but she was still ruthless.

It was not until Saturday that she called Ouyang Luo early in the morning.

"Assistant Ouyang, I have decided, but I need your help..."

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On Sunday evening, Song Chun came back.

In fact, he went to England this time to do conservative treatment, just like Zhou Yishu guessed. The doctor told him that the situation was not optimistic. The best way was to have the operation as soon as possible, otherwise the longer it took, the less likely the operation would be to succeed.

Song Chun suddenly felt that he had lived for more than 30 years, and there was never a moment when he would fall into deep pain like this.

Except for Ouyang Luo, he concealed his illness from everyone.

He is never afraid of death, but if he forgets his favorite person and spends the rest of his life like a walking corpse, he would rather not undergo surgery.

Moreover, now Zhou Yushu has a baby that belongs to the two of them, so he can't make her worry about himself at this time.

Now, his only hope is to watch the baby that belongs to him and Yu Shu be born. Although it is still cruel for Yi Shu to leave the world at that time, at least he has no regrets. Just let him be selfish.

And today, it is likely to be the last birthday he spent with Zhou Yushu.

Thinking of this, Song Chun couldn't help stepping on the accelerator and speeding up his way home.

Entering the door of the house, the room was deserted and dark.

The cooking aunt invited by the family was fired after Zhou Yishu was in good health. He thought that what was waiting for him to go home would be a candlelight dinner made by herself, but now there is nothing else except the darkness and coldness of the room.

Song Chun even had a bad hunch. Could it be that Zhou Yishu had left while he was away?

He ran upstairs quickly, opened the wardrobe in the bedroom, and found that her clothes were still there, and the passport and ID card in the bedside table were also there. This made Song Chun more or less relieved. He couldn't help laughing at himself. Maybe it's true that he was too careful. Could it be that people are particularly vulnerable when they get sick?

Song Chun shook his head with a smile. It's still early. Let's just take a shower and call her. Maybe the little girl just wants to surprise him.

While comforting himself like this, he turned to the wardrobe and took the change of clothes, only to find that there was a medical record on the dresser.

Originally, Song Chun didn't care, but after a few steps, he was a little worried. After all, Zhou Yishu is pregnant now, and she has been in poor health before. He still wants to see if she has gone to the hospital for a re-examination in the past few days.

When he opened the medical record, a piece of paper fell out of it. Song Chun picked it up and looked at it, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Termination of early pregnancy...

He is an adult, and he understands what it means.

It's only four or five days. Why does the whole sky seem to fall down? How can she be so cruel that she takes away the only courage that can support him to continue.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Song Chun turned around fiercely and stared at the door of the bedroom. When his eyes fell on the person who came in, he actually felt so strange, as if he had never seen through her.

Her face is much paler than when she was sick the other day, her chin looks sharper and sharper, and there is no trace of blood on her face.

Seeing her like this, Song Chun's heart twitched fiercely, and then began to sink little by little.

This time, Zhou Yishu was the first to speak. Are you back?"

Song Chun stood still and just looked at her quietly.

Zhou Yishu didn't care. She took off her coat and hung it in the wardrobe.

It's just a few simple movements, but she does it very slowly, like an elderly old woman.

Song Chun just stood quietly, watching his every move, and clenched his hands tightly into fists.

Zhou Yushu simply sat down at **, and both of them seemed to be waiting for each other to speak first.

"What's going on?" Song Chun picked up the medical record on the table and fell fiercely at Zhou Yishu's feet.

Zhou Yushu said with a blank face, "It's just like what you see."

There was a tingling in Song Chun's heart, and it became difficult to breathe, but he didn't give up and asked, "Do you really have the heart to kill the child?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Song Chun couldn't help it anymore and couldn't help raising the volume.

He came forward and grabbed Zhou Yishu's wrist and asked her to get up and look at him.

"The child has been almost two months, and you have flowed him off like this. I shouldn't go to England. I thought you wouldn't be so cruel. At most, you just hate me and blame me, but don't put these anger on your children! For so many days, my efforts, my confession, I thought you would forgive me, but I didn't expect you to do so!"

"Do you know what I want to do most now? I want to dig out your heart to see what it is made of. He is a piece of flesh and blood flowing from you. How can you get it? Why is there such a cruel woman like you in the world? Song Chunqiang suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"If you do it, you just do it. Now I'll deal with it with you." Zhou Yushu turned her head feebly to avoid his hot breath.

If there is a knife in his hand, he will definitely cut her slender neck with a knife; even without a knife, his hand has been pinched on her neck and gradually tightened.

Zhou Yushu gasped with difficulty. That voice was really the most terrible voice in the world.

"Do you know that I really want to strangle you now! However, strangle you should be a relief for you, so I won't do that now.

"We are clear now. I owe you a child, and now I give you a life. Isn't that what you want?"

Before Zhou Yishu finished her words, Song Chun suddenly raised her hand and slapped her in the face. This time, she hit her hard. Zhou Yishu felt that half of her face was wooden, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the corners of her mouth. She wiped it with her hand and did not shed tears.

Song Chun's face turned red, as if he was drunk. "That's all what I said..." He said such a stupid sentence. He even blushed and turned his face. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you."

"Let's get a divorce."

"What are you talking about?" Song Chun's body shook and looked up at her, with his eyes like a blade.

"I said, we are divorced."

Song Chun only felt that the blood all over his body had lost its temperature in an instant. He stared at her eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Say it again!"

His eyes were extremely cold, like the ice in the twelfth lunar month, but there were clearly bursts of anger burning in it.

And Zhou Yushu also looked at him without fear, "What's the matter? Do you feel sorry for it? I didn't expect it. So you also have a heart?"