Li Sicheng sat on the child's bed, his fingers stroking the sheets one inch at a time.

The bed sheets embroidered with angel patterns were her favorite patterns and colors.

"Brother, you said that I am your angel, but I hope that in the future, our child will be your angel and mine."

He lay slowly on the bed, as if this would bring her closer, closer.

Suddenly, a black corner appeared under the pillow.

It's her notebook.

Li sicheng picked it up.

He stared at the notebook, there was always a voice in his heart telling him not to open it, but at this moment, his hand seemed not to be his, so he immediately opened the notebook.

"Today is Yangyang's first day of school.

Yang Yang had grown up and was going to kindergarten.

Time passed so quickly. In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. Every day, I was looking forward to him growing up quickly. But, when he really grew up, and I felt empty instead.

Sent him back to school, I stayed in his room alone and felt proud of my child.

For while other children were crying and not going, he took the initiative to lead the teacher's hand into the school.

He said, 'Mom, I'm a man. School will make me grow up quickly. When I grow up, I'll protect you!'

Tears immediately gushed out of my eyes. I tried to hold back my tears and raised my fist at him. 'You're the best. Mom will wait for you to grow up!'

"Yang Yang, mother loves you!"

"At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Yang Yang suddenly had a high fever.

It was raining heavily outside. I drove by myself and almost hit the roadside several times, but I don’t care. I just wanted to get to the hospital quickly and not let my child suffer so much.

Yang Yang held my hand and muttered, "Mom, I feel bad!"

Every word was cutting my flesh, tears several times blurred my line of sight, I wish there was someone by my side to accompany me.

Li Sicheng, where are you?

I finally came back from the hospital. Looking at the child's pale face, I really hate myself. Why did I give birth to him? After giving birth to him, I can't take his place in pain. But the child comforted me and said that it didn't hurt anymore.

Tears almost burst into tears, but I didn't dare to cry, I was afraid the child would feel uncomfortable.

While the child was asleep, I sized up the child's blood-colored face bit by bit.

He was the child of Li Sicheng and me, but his outline did not show any traces of Rice City.

Li Sicheng doesn't believe that the child is his blood and bones. Even DNA tests show that it isn't his. I don't know why it's like this.

He's the only man I've ever had in my life. How could the child not be his?

"

The diary was dyed with dizziness, traces of her crying.

The transformed words were like whirlpools, sucking in him bit by bit. His breathing was clamoring, and his blood was struggling. However, it was as if he could not feel anything. Only the words were circling in his eyes.

"He's the only man I've ever had in my life …"

This is her diary.

If he hadn't returned here again, perhaps no one would have seen this notebook in this lifetime. For some reason, he believed that Jiang Xingyue wasn't lying.

He was really the only man she had ever had in her life.

Joy emerged from his heart, unable to suppress it and gushing into his eyes.

However, how could she be pregnant!

He had a vasectomy after he got married, could it be wrong?

His fingers finally turned to the last page.

"Today is Yang Yang's day of discharge. I'm so happy that my child can finally temporarily stay away from the illness.

Yang Yang, you are a good child, a mother's treasure, everything to mother.

When grandpa is fully recovered and discharged from the hospital, our family should celebrate for nothing but your bravery!

Li Sicheng, are you happy for the child? I believe you will definitely be happy. People often say that blood is thicker than water. Sooner or later, I will find evidence to prove that Yang Yang is your child! "

It could be seen that Jiang Xingyue was very happy that day. Every single word seemed to be dancing like a note, transmitting a joyful message.

What did he do that day?

He took her to the morgue and forced her made love with him in front of the child. Even so, she kept shouting, "Yang Yang is your biological child."

Li Sicheng's hand that was holding the notebook suddenly exerted strength, and the veins on the back of his hand appeared inch by inch.

No, it can't be true.

However, there was a voice circling in his mind, "It's true. Jiang Xingyue wouldn't even deceive him. Yang Yang is your child …"

"Hello, Mr. Li, what can I do for you?"

A respectful inquiry came from his phone. Li Sicheng finally came to his senses. It turned out that he had already dialed his phone.

He looked at the notebook with a complicated expression and instructed in a deep voice, "Go to the hospital and investigate my operation. What exactly happened?"