Gu Qili cried her heart out, utterly defeated. At this mont, for her, being alive only ant the presence of a body without any aning.
When Tang Tianyou opened the door and ca in, what he heard was her suppressed sobs, and guilt gripped his heart like an invisible hand squeezing it tightly.
If only he had protected her a bit more thoroughly, if only he had rushed there sooner, if only...
But there are no ifs. The damage has been done, and all consolations seed pale. No one could truly understand the heart-wrenching pain of losing a child.
He had always wanted to keep her safe and by her side in well-being, but in the end, he had achieved nothing.
Gu Qili’s tears had almost dried up, her hands clutching a package tightly, her shoulders suddenly covered with a warm palm, causing her whole body to shiver and tears to slide down her cheeks.
"Qili, you must stop crying. The doctor said you are still in your confinent period, and if you don’t rest well, there could be many complications," Tang Tianyou said as he sat beside her, taking a tissue to wipe her tears, "You’ll damage your eyes."
Gu Qili remained silent in her misery, her shoulders shaking spasmodically.
Tang Tianyou sighed, went to the bathroom to fetch a warm towel, and wiped her face. She had lost so much weight in just a few days, and her once bright eyes had beco dim and lifeless.
"Qili, this is what I picked out for Niannian, take a look." He helped her sit up from the bed and handed her several cetery plot blueprints.
The mont Gu Qishi saw the blueprints, her tears fell once again, but she still looked through them carefully, one by one.
Her Niannian, whom she couldn’t provide a warm ho when he was alive—now that he was gone, she wanted to give him a safe and secure little house on the other side.
If they couldn’t be mother and son in this life, in the next life, she would repay him a hundredfold, a thousandfold for what she owed him.
Niannian’s grave was finally chosen at a location with excellent Feng Shui, right beside Gu Dezhong’s tombstone. Since no body was found, it was filled only with his possessions from before, and in the end, it was just that little packet that Gu Qili decided to keep.
The wind howled on the mountain. She sat in front of the tombstones, staring at the two stone slabs, large and small, feeling such extre pain that she had no tears left.
"Niannian, you won’t be lonely with Grandpa there, I’m sorry—it was wrong of to have given birth to you in the first place, it was the worst decision I’ve ever made, I’m sorry, so sorry."
"Qiqi, don’t be sad anymore, let’s go. The doctor said you can’t be out in the wind," Mickey approached and helped her to her feet.
"Yes, Qiqi, with Uncle to look after him, you can rest assured," Chen Yishu sniffled, feeling even more heartbroken than she did at the sight of her sorrow.
Back then, when he found out she was pregnant, he couldn’t truly accept it, as if he had lost sothing he had once dread of, but he also knew clearly that from the start, she never had him in her heart, so watching her happiness was like continuing a dream.
Gu Qili didn’t want everyone to suffer in the cold wind because of her, and obediently left.
After she returned ho, she unexpectedly received a text ssage on her phone, sent from a number that was all too familiar to her.
These past few days, she had been sending ssages to that phone. She couldn’t let Niannian leave this world silently; she had to seek justice for him, to settle both new and old scores.
But her ssages vanished like stones cast into the sea, and calls to his number were t with a power-off notification.
Gu Qili tapped on the ssage on her screen, which showed as a string of digits because she hadn’t saved the sender’s number.
"Stop sending ssages. A woman like you doesn’t deserve to carry my child, even less to give birth to him. He was dood from birth, and you killed him with your own hands."
Gu Qili stared intently at the ssage, although it was only a few dozen words, each one was like a knife, stabbing into her heart.
She hadn’t expected him to say such cruel words; Niannian was her child, his flesh and blood, too.
Her hand holding the phone shook violently, black hatred filling her heart.
After finally calming her emotions, Gu Qili typed out a sentence, one letter at a ti, on the screen.
Mu Shuoqian, don’t ever show up in front of again in this lifeti, otherwise, it will be either you or that dies.
Having sent that ssage, Gu Qili suddenly felt an unbearable headache, as if all the strength in her body had been drained. She leaned against the bed and laid down, and when she closed her eyes, the world went dark, the sun and moon lost their light, as if in the depths of the Abyss, with no exit, no path forward, nothing but endless despair and darkness.
Gu Qili’s illness lasted for more than a week, unable to eat, hanging on only by intravenous nutrition daily.
Tang Tianyou brought in the best doctors, but none of them could diagnose her illness. In the end, he even brought in a psychologist, who said she was suffering from an ailnt of the heart and that dication would hardly cure her.
Every day, Gu Qili was in a daze, constantly dreaming, crying and laughing without reason.
She even dread of Reynolds.
He sat by her bed, looking at her with those beautiful blue eyes, holding her hand in his, speaking fluent and clear French.
He said, "Qili, co with . I told you, the special invitation I sent you is forever valid."
Gu Qili looked at him sowhat blankly, "Reynolds, over there, will there be no sadness, no scheming, no betrayal or deception?"
"No," he replied.
"Then I will be a lot of trouble to you, you won’t despise ?" she asked.
He smiled, "Never, not ever."
Gu Qili smiled too, "Okay, I’ll go with you."
No one expected that in the end, Gu Qili would agree to go to France with Reynolds.
Reynolds ca to Aus City on business and had sought her out after much difficulty, only to find the lively and cheerful girl in such a haggard state.
Reynolds said that she needed to leave this heartbroken place to heal, and if one day she wished to return, he promised to bring back a healthy and radiant Gu Qili to everyone.
At 7 o’clock in the evening, a plane from Aus City to France ascended slowly, until it disappeared into the distant sky.
Tang Tianyou slowly withdrew his gaze and said to the Pug next to him, "We will wait for Qili to co back."
The Pug said: The torture is over, really! **
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