Chapter 82 I didn’t mean to want him

Chen Yucong thought Song Jinhe would not speak anymore. He felt bitter in his heart and recalled many things that happened before. Only now did he realize that there were so many problems between them.

Chen Yucong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but at this time Song Jinhe spoke.

Song Jinhe no longer had the strength to cry anymore. She just felt uncomfortable and felt like her heart was about to break.

She left Chen Yucong’s arms, looked up at the man in front of her, shook her head and said with a choked voice: “I didn’t mean to leave him, not on purpose.”

Maybe when she knew she was pregnant, she would still choose not to have Pingle after careful consideration, but she would not let him leave in that way.

She really didn’t know, she didn’t mean it!

Chen Yucong’s eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears. He nodded, “I know you didn’t mean it.”

Chen Yucong believed Song Jinhe and believed that she did not do it on purpose.

He could even imagine that if Song Jinhe knew that she was pregnant at that time and he didn’t want the child, Song Jinhe would not choose not to have it.

She might be in pain, but her final choice would definitely be to separate from me and raise the child alone.

He knew Song Jinhe too well. He knew that with her kind character, she would never do such a thing.
Song Jinhe burst into tears, “He left because he knew I didn’t want him.”

“It was just an accident.” Chen Yucong said in a hoarse voice.

He had already obtained the report from that time and understood the situation from the doctor.

During the first three months of pregnancy, the fetus is unstable and various accidents are likely to occur.

Song Jinhe’s situation at that time was truly an accident.

But Song Jinhe shook her head and told him firmly, “No, he left because he knew I didn’t look forward to his coming and that I didn’t like him. He was worried that he would become a nuisance to me, so he left.”

After the miscarriage, she had a dream in which Pingle told her, “You don’t like me, and I don’t like you either.”

So over the years, Song Jinhe has always been very sure that Pingle left because she did not look forward to his arrival.

“I thought you didn’t want to marry me. I thought you didn’t want children. I was afraid that if we did have children, we would be separated.”

“So, so!”

Song Jinhe couldn’t continue.

Chen Yucong hugged Song Jinhe tightly, and kept saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

It was his negligence that made things turn out like that. If he had taken Song Jinhe seriously at the time, would the outcome have been different?

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After Song Jinhe calmed down, she looked listless and had no energy at all.

Chen Yucong hugged her, resting his chin on the top of her head, “Let’s go eat something, okay?”

It’s already noon, and Song Jinhe hasn’t eaten anything since this morning.

Song Jinhe remained silent, as if she didn’t even have the energy to say another word, but in the end she still said in a muffled voice, “I don’t want to eat.”

“Can you just eat a little? Otherwise you’ll be very hungry.” Chen Yucong himself had no appetite to eat, and he could understand Song Jinhe’s condition at the moment, but the worry in his heart still made him unable to help but persuade her.

After all, nothing is more important than her body.

Song Jinhe hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.

Chen Yucong touched Song Jinhe’s head, got off the bed first, and then carried her to wash up. When they came out, the aunt was still there. Seeing that they didn’t look very good, she tactfully avoided them.

The two of them sat down at the dining table. Song Jinhe looked at the delicious dishes on the table, but she had no appetite at all.

Chen Yucong picked up some light seasonal vegetables for Song Jinhe, and Song Jinhe ate them numbly with chopsticks, as if she was completing a task.

Seeing that Song Jinhe had eaten more or less, when she put down her chopsticks, Chen Yucong did not try to persuade her any more.

After the two left the table, the aunt came over to clean up. After she finished cleaning up, Chen Yucong let the aunt go back first.

There were only two of them left at home.

Song Jinhe curled up on the sofa, looking in a certain direction with a dull expression, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Just when she came to her senses at a certain moment, Song Jinhe felt that she had gotten rid of her initial sadness, and she seemed to no longer be sad.

Aren’t you sad anymore?
But it doesn’t seem like it.

Song Jinhe just felt tired, very tired. She didn’t want to care about anything and just wanted to be alone in peace. Even if it was the end of the world at this moment, she didn’t want to move.

Seeing that Song Jinhe was in a bad mood, Chen Yucong couldn’t help but feel worried.

But he didn’t know what he should do at this moment. Chen Yucong had a smooth life and once thought that he was a very lucky person. Even his love life was going well.

Now I realize that it was not the case at all, and he made a mess of this relationship.

Song Jinhe saw Chen Yucong’s worry, and after thinking it over, she said, “I’m fine, I just feel a little tired.”

Thinking of how emotional she was this morning and how she cried so heartbreakingly, Chen Yucong looked at Song Jinhe lovingly and said softly, “Then take a rest.”

“Yeah.” Song Jinhe really leaned into Chen Yucong’s arms.

She closed her eyes, and as time passed, she seemed to fall asleep.

Chen Yucong noticed that Song Jinhe had fallen asleep, so he wanted to carry her back to the bedroom so that she would sleep more comfortably.

But just as Chen Yucong moved, he saw Song Jinhe’s cheeks turning unnaturally red. He was stunned for a moment and his expression immediately became serious.

Chen Yucong stretched out her hand to try, and her cheeks were indeed hot!

Song Jinhe has a fever!

“Sui Sui!” Chen Yucong shouted anxiously.

Song Jinhe looked at Chen Yucong with dazed eyes.

Chen Yucong originally wanted to say something, but seeing this, he stopped talking. He quickly went to get a thick coat for Song Jinhe to put on, then left with Song Jinhe in his arms.

Song Jinhe hadn’t reacted yet. She only knew that Chen Yucong was holding her and walking out. Just as she was about to leave home, Song Jinhe came to her senses.

“Chen Yucong.” Song Jinhe couldn’t help but call out and asked blankly, “What’s wrong?”

Chen Yucong looked serious, “You have a fever, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Song Jinhe was a little confused. Why did she have a fever?

Then Song Jinhe thought again, no wonder she felt so tired and had no strength at all, was it because she had a fever?
Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Yucong had already carried Song Jinhe downstairs. There was no driver at the moment, and there was no time to wait for the driver to come, so Chen Yucong could only drive himself.

He asked Song Jinhe to sit in the passenger seat and fasten her seat belt, then he quickly went to the driver’s seat and drove to the hospital in a hurry.

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