The curtains were swept up by the wind, like air-filled balloons, blowing away the heat in the room.

On the big bed, the woman's petite and delicate body was held in the arms of a man, and the air seemed a little quiet.

"Yifan."

Perhaps it was because of the night that everything was stained with some night-like magic and mystery, and the tone coming from my ears seemed extremely gentle.

"Does the face still hurt?"

He called her name in a nearly doting tone, as if he had returned to the time when they were the closest they had.

But this was just her illusion, which was so brief that it lasted for a few seconds.

Soon, she returned to reality.

She and him will never go back to the past.

Before that time when she was deceived, it seemed like hundreds of years later that she couldn't even remember how she fell in love with him.

"I regret it."

The man's voice shook from her back with a heavy sound. Such intimate distance made her feel depressed every moment.

Zhou Zimo felt that the woman in her arms had lost weight again.

She is already very thin.

Now he was a little smaller, his petite and thin body was like a piece of paper, and could be easily torn apart. He didn't even dare to exert force, for fear that he would hurt her in his arms.

"Don't leave me, okay?"

It was obvious that the person was holding it in his arms, but he felt that this woman was gradually moving away.

For some reason, he was always inexplicably uneasy these days.

Sometimes I would see her standing on the edge of a cliff in my dream. The moment she jumped down, he woke up from the dream and was scared to sweat.

"I will be nice to you as long as you are willing to stay."

I will be nice to you.

I don’t know how many times I said this sentence, but every time I said it, it always disappointed her. Ye Yifan looked expressionless and felt extremely calm.

Zhou Zimo's deep eyes, with emotions that she couldn't understand, were condensed on her face: "If I let you go, can you not leave me?"

Ye Yifan lowered his eyes, glanced across the chain under his feet, and said lightly: "Aren't you locked me already? I won't leave."

"No." Zhou Zimo hugged her tightly, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "The doctor said you have anorexia and deliberately did not eat."

"You want to starve our children to death."

"He is still so young, he will die if he continues like this."

Ye Yifan said calmly: "I didn't deliberately ignore food, I really have no appetite."

Maybe it was because she was hungry and her stomach was so hungry that she was not interested in any food now, and she would feel stomachache after not having to eat a few bites.

Maybe his feelings were right, and she also realized that her body was getting worse day by day.

Perhaps because of her pregnancy, she lost appetite and could not absorb nutrients, and the child became a drag. She felt very tired every day.

She even suspected that she would fall asleep one day and never wake up again.

"Zhou Zimo, don't you hate me very much?"

"Why do you have to worry about me?"

"I hate you don't like me, but I hate myself too." I hate myself and still like you so much.

"I will always be nice to you until both of us are old. If you still don't like me by that time, then I will accept my fate."

"If you are old and dying, I still haven't fallen in love with you?"

"Then I will take you away, and the old lady with a stalwart will definitely be despised."
Chapter completed!