"What hurt?"

Wen Li stares at Han Ximing and obviously doesn't believe him.

I don't blame her for this reaction. They worked so hard to have a baby. All the time, isn't Han Ximing looking forward to it? But suddenly what happened?

"Xiaoli -"

Han Ximing stands up and reaches for her.

"Be obedient."

“……”

For a moment, Wen Li was stunned. All of a sudden, a fragmentary fragment flashed through her mind.

……

Fire, fire all around!

Han Ximing reached out to her and said, "give me something -"

"

"Er --"

suddenly, Wen Li raised her hand and covered her temple!

Han Ximing was surprised, "Xiao Li!"

"Don't come here!"

Wen Li raises her hand to block Han Ximing's approach.

"Little glass?"

Han Ximing's hand is empty, and her heart is empty.

Wen lixiu frowned and shook her head. There was too much forbearance in her eyes.

"I often have a dream Dream of you, ask me for something! Dream of you, leave me alone in the sea of fire

Han Ximing was stunned. It was a dream. Isn't that what happened to them on the outlying island?

"You tell me..."

Wen Li looks at him and makes a good mistake.

"Is that true? It's true, isn't it? "

Han Ximing was silent and did not speak.

"I know, it's true..."

Wen Li said, "I was in the presidential palace. I saw a psychiatrist. The doctor said Only when I am with you can I think of the past! So, I followed you here! I know that's not you in the presidential palace! "

Wenli's eyes are red.

Hanximing heart a tight, "small glass."

"I thought a lot..."

Wen Li took a deep breath and tried to restrain himself.

"Under what circumstances would you do that to me? What are you going to take from me? Why do you leave me alone in the sea of fire? "

Han Ximing frowned, "Xiao Li, that's a reason."

"Tell me, then, why!" Wen Li did not let him avoid, "tell me, why on earth?"

“……” Han Ximing's language is stagnant. How can he say that?

"Xiao Li, you are ill The fact is very complicated. It can't be explained in a few words! You think I don't want to explain? I want you to remember our past, too

"What can't be said?"

Wen Li shook his head and didn't understand.

"I -"

Han Ximing's words are too slow to explain.

How do you tell her she was hurt before she came back this time? If you force her to think of the past, it will only hurt her!

"Little glass."

Han Ximing raises her hand and wants to pull her over.

"Calm down, you just need to know I do everything for you! You are the only woman I care about in this world! "

"No..."

Wenli dodges again, her eyes become alienated.

"Is that what you care about me if I take the baby away?"

"Xiao Li, no children We are the same... "

"Not the same!"

Wen Lihong's eyes, low roar.

"My child, if I listen to you and try to conceive Why take it off at this time! "

Han Ximing's brows are locked, and there is no explanation.

"Hum."

Wen Li Yang lips, smile, smile without a trace of temperature.

"There's something I've thought of. Do you want me to say it?"

"What?" Han Ximing frowned, puzzled.