Because, even if he dies, it won't bring her child back!
The child is gone, just gone!
"Heh heh, heh heh heh..."
Tang Yige suddenly burst into laughter.
Laughing madly and despairingly.
And the more she laughed, the more red liquid seeped through the gauze.
Rong Sinan gritted his teeth, leaned over, and hugged Tang Yige's trembling body, saying painfully, "Yiyi, stop laughing."
Tang Yige indeed stopped laughing.
She reached out to push Rong Sinan away, her face as cold as a block of ice that couldn't melt, "Rong Sinan, didn't you ask me how to stop hating?"
Rong Sinan squatted in front of Tang Yige, not saying anything upon hearing her, just silently looking at her.
"Never appear in front of me again, never let me hear your voice again, forever! Only then can I stop hating!"
Only then could she continue to numb herself as if nothing had ever happened.
"Impossible!"
Rong Sinan stood up, looking down at Tang Yige, his voice hoarse but firm.
