An 'an stood in front of the sink and spun around. She had long black hair, a beautiful face, and a pink skirt that rippled around her pale calves in a dazzling and enchanting arc. The girl was as charming as a water lotus.
He would like it, right?
When was he coming?
He would be here soon?
She hadn't seen him for a long time.
She missed him so much.
An 'an sat by the bed, her heart thumping wildly. She pouted her cheeks, feeling a little aggrieved. He hadn't come to visit her even though she was in the hospital.
Perhaps he was too busy.
She hadn't called him these few days, her cell phone had been confiscated by her brother. He said that he liked obedient girls and she would be obedient.
An 'an stood up and went to the pharmacy.
The nurse in charge of the pharmacy looked at An 'an. "Miss An' an, what medicine would you like to get?"
An 'an scanned the pharmacy with her cold eyes and stopped at a shelf. She stretched her finger out and pointed. "I would like to get a box of that."
The nurse looked at it, it was a box of pregnancy protection condoms.
When An 'an returned to the ward, her face was completely red. She hid the box of condoms under her pillow, just like a thief.
Mmm, it was so embarrassing.
The nurse had just asked her, "Miss An 'an, what size do you want?"
She stammered, "Take the biggest, biggest, biggest, biggest."
The nurse looked at her in shock and forgot to react.
An 'an covered her face with her fair and tender hands. Her face was burning up.
Knock knock knock. Someone was knocking on the door.
Lu Yan was here?
It must be Lu Yan!
An 'an quickly got up and ran to open the door.
The ward door opened. It wasn't Lu Yan, it was Butler Ye.
"Hello, Miss An 'an." Butler Ye greeted her politely.
"Hello, Butler Ye." An 'an replied. Her icy eyes looked past Butler Ye to look behind him and at the corridor behind him.
There was no one.
Lu Yan wasn't here.
"Miss An 'an, are you looking for Master Yan? Master Yan has something on so he won't be coming. Master Yan sent me over. "
"Oh, Butler Ye, please come in."
In the ward, An 'an sat by the bed. Butler Ye passed something to An' an. "Miss An 'an, this is Master Yan's wedding invitation."
It was Lu Yan's wedding invitation.
An 'an's mind exploded. She lowered her long lashes and looked at the gold-stamped red invitation card in her hands. The groom was Lu Yan and the bride was … An Xi.
Her fair and tender fingers clenched the wedding invitation tightly. The invitation was torn by her nails, and she dug them into her palms.
The little bit of color that he had gained over the past few days had now turned as white as a sheet of paper.
She lifted her head and looked at Butler Ye in a daze. After a long time, she finally found her voice. "Wh … why?"
"Miss An 'an, Master Yan and An Xi are childhood friends. Now that they're getting married, it's only natural that we invite Miss An' an to attend their wedding."
"No, that's not it …" An 'an shook her head and muttered absentmindedly, "That's not what I'm asking …"
What she asked was, why did he marry Angie?
It shouldn't be like this.
He wouldn't do this to her.
Butler Ye looked at the girl's devastated expression and said, "Miss An 'an, Master Yan wants me to tell you something. You're still too young, you can play around, but you can't be serious. You're born with leukemia and if you have a child with him, you might pass it on to the child. Now that Master Yan is getting married and has a wife, he will only have one wife in the future. I hope that Miss An' an has some self-awareness and won't pester him anymore."
An 'an couldn't hear a single word that Butler Ye was saying, but she seemed to have heard every single word clearly.
He said that he was only playing around with her.
He said that she was born with leukemia and he didn't dare to have a child with her.
He said that he would only have one wife in the future.
He said that she shouldn't pester him anymore …
An 'an didn't know how Butler Ye left. She sat on the bed and felt as though she had been pushed into an abyss. Her limbs were icy cold.
She had never thought that this would be the end for him and her. He had stabbed her in the heart with a knife.
It was so painful.
She curled up in pain, but she didn't shed a single tear.
…
An 'an was discharged from the hospital. She was very obedient and obediently ate her meals, slept, and went to school. The gilded wedding invitation was thrown into the bin. She had discarded Lu Yan's name from her life.
However, she became very quiet.
Tang Mo 'er often saw her hugging her knees as she sat on the carpet alone. In front of her was a large floor-to-ceiling window. She looked at the world outside through the mirror. She didn't know what she was looking at or what she was thinking about.
An 'an was often in a daze, and she would be in a daze for the entire morning.
She still didn't like to make friends, but the 18-year-old girl was like a blooming rose, attracting the attention of many rich young masters.
Two months later, An 'an won the gold medal in a dance competition.
The entire Capital's socialite circle was in an uproar. Those rich ladies started to find out about An 'an's private life, wondering which family she would end up with.
That night, An 'an returned to the villa and fell into Tang Mo' er's arms.
Tang Mo 'er could smell the alcohol on her. "An' an, you've been drinking?"
An 'an narrowed her eyes and spoke in a coquettish tone, "Mm, I drank … two glasses with my classmate. Little sister-in-law, don't be angry …"
Tang Mo 'er stretched out her hand and ruffled An' an's silky hair. She wasn't angry, but her heart ached for An 'an.
At this moment, the television in the living room was broadcasting a piece of news. The host spoke in fluent Mandarin — -
They had just received news that Lu Yan, who had been bailed out not long ago, the Master Yan who dominated all the docks in the Capital, had been involved in a gunfight last night. Unfortunately, a bullet had pierced through his heart and he had died on the spot …
Lu Yan was dead.
After this piece of news was broadcasted, Lu Yan no longer existed in this world.
Tang Mo 'er's eyes narrowed and she looked at An' an, who was in her arms.
Her silky black hair was disheveled and covered An 'an's ravishing face. She was still drunk. She retracted her gaze from the television and left Tang Mo' er's arms. "Little sister-in-law, I'm … going back to my room."
An 'an walked up the stairs unsteadily and returned to her room.
Tang Mo 'er personally went to the kitchen to cook some hangover soup and brought it upstairs. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. "An' an."
There was no sound from inside.
An 'an didn't respond.
Tang Mo 'er raised her hand and knocked on the door again, but there was still no sound from inside.
Tang Mo 'er suddenly felt very cold, as though there was a gust of cold wind blowing over and her heart sank.
Her expression changed, she suddenly had a very bad premonition.
She placed her hand on the doorknob and pushed the door open.
The room was filled with the pungent smell of blood. An 'an was lying on the soft bed in a long dress. Her slender wrist was hanging weakly in mid-air and there was a wound on her wrist that was still dripping blood.
The 18-year-old An 'an had committed suicide in her room.
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