Yi Ling shook her head, what a brave woman. Then, she didnât say anything to Yan Huan.
She knew her well, Yan Huan was a stubborn woman. Fortunately, the doctor said her condition was improving and she could be discharged anytime. Otherwise, she would knock her out to let her stay here.
They went back without going through formalities for discharge, they already left the hospital when He Yibin made the rounds of the wards.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had to call Lu Yi.
âHey, Lu Yi, your saviour has been discharged from the hospital. Besides, I will send you the bill.â
âGot it.â Lu Yi was having a meal with Fang Zhu. She had finished eating when he hung up the phone. She looked at Lu Yi and spoke in a flat tone, âI have finished eating and I am going to class.â
She didnât move though she said that.
Looking at the food that he had just taken a few mouthfuls, he could only rise to his feet and put on his clothes. Fang Zhu lifted her ass from the chair after he stood up.
Because she wanted Lu Yi to send her back.
That was his duty as a boyfriend.
But she didnât even know or perhaps she didnât want to know that when he had his last meal. He had worked all day in the previous day and he was too busy to eat a mouthful. Thus, he didnât have a meal for a day.
I wouldnât ask you unless you tell me.
They were a match made in heaven as Ye Shuyun mentioned.
Well, they were quite a perfect match.
Huang Ming relaxed when Yan Huan returned to the studio.
âAre you alright?â He was worried about Yan Huan, âDo you want to take a couple of days off?â
âIâm fine.â Yan Huan felt embarrassed, âSorry for making you worried, I just didnât sleep well these couple of days, nothing serious.â
Huang Ming wanted her to rest more actually. After all, she had given them a fright when she fainted. Wouldnât it be scary if a healthy person passed out suddenly?
However, Yan Huan requested to continue shooting, since they didnât have a strong backing, it couldnât be better as long as the actors could inhabit their roles.
Xiang Ke came out of the hospital, there wasnât much colour in her face. She put her hand on her abdomen, she could feel nothing as the baby was gone.
And she knew that she had lost her child the day he was born.
And her husband, the man who vowed to love her for the rest of his life, didnât even gave her a call. Did he know that he had killed his child because of a slap?
No, perhaps he didnât want the child too, Xiang Ke knew that their marriage had come to an end.
She was no longer the red mole in his heart but a rotten cabbage, she wasnât even a chicken rib, though chicken rib wasnât worth eating, it wasnât bad enough to throw away. However, she was just rubbish which could be simply abandoned.
She bit her colourless lips, the sun shone upon her white face, fine hairs and blue veins could be seen dimly in her face with a trace of struggle in her eyes, and there was nothing else.
Xiang Ke returned to their home, she smelled a cloud of faint smell dust when she opened the door. As usual, she walked in and changed the slippers, then she walked to desk with her finger swept over the desk, the desk was left with a trace.
He wouldnât come back home as long as she didnât.
He would come back home every day to show off their love in the past in order to save his face. But they had quarrelled openly and thus, he would not come back home anymore.
She sat in front of the telephone, then she picked up the phone and dialled the number that she remembered well in her mind. She could get through on the phone several times but there was only the sound of hanging up.
He didnât answer her call.
This time, she dialled to Song Yangâs office.
âI am looking for Song Yang.â
Suddenly, she smiled ironically after she hung up the phone, he went on a business trip overseas with his secretary. But obviously, they went vacationing.
Xiang Ke put down the phone, she could wait. Song Yang was very worried otherwise, he wouldnât hide abroad. She knew him very well, he was afraid that she would stir up trouble in his company and he would lose his face.
She knew him well, but how about Song Yang?
It seemed that he didnât know her full well.
She rose to her feet and began to clean the house, suddenly the tears rolled down in beads from her eyes and fell inside the dust.
âCut!â Huang Ming shouted it seemed that Yan Huan would pass out at any time at the moment. Huang Ming was afraid that she would fall into a swoon but Yan Huan wasnât as weak as he thought.
A good actor needed a strong and healthy body.
Yan Huan always knew that and thus, she wouldnât force herself if she wouldnât be able to go on, otherwise, she would affect herself and the others.
Yan Huan took a break and drank some water, then she continued to shoot.
The literary film had a small investment and a small setting, it could only rely on the performance of the actors and the skills of the director to judge whether it was good or bad. Yan Huan didnât know that how did Huang Ming express the idea of the film through the lens, but she knew she should put her best effort into her part.
âWhy did you call me?â Song Yang pulled a long face and sat in front of Xiang Ke. He spoke in a monotonous tone and there wasnât any change in his eyes. They were once the most intimate couple but they watched out for each other like an enemy.
âI am pregnant.â Xiang Ke said drily.
Song Yang frowned, âHow many months?â He didnât look happy, nothing at all. But he felt a bit irritated, anyway, he was old enough to have a child.
âHe is gone.â Xiang Ke spoke flatly without smiling or ridiculing, âHe is gone when you slapped me to the ground.â
Song Yang changed colour abruptly, he pulled his collar and seemed a bit short of breath, he could think of nothing to say.
âSong Yang.â Xiang Ke called his name.
Song Yang took a glance at her, âWhat do you still want to tell me about?â He spoke bluntly and he seemed unable to escape the irritation.