Fu Tingyuan put out the cigarette in the ashtray on the balcony. Half of the ashtray had already accumulated on it. He turned to take the coffee from the servant's hand and said faintly, "you go out."

The servant looked at him with a look of indifference, and could not understand why he was not happy.

Fu Tingyuan didn't care about the servant who was standing on one side. He went over and put the coffee on the counter. He took out the pregnancy test report which he had seen for many times and looked at it carefully under the light.

He could recite almost every word.

Ronan was missing for three months, and she is now three months pregnant.

This is his only child.

Three years later, Ronan was pregnant again because of him.

He looked at the pregnancy report for a while, then took a low breath and closed his eyes.

God did not intend to let him go so easily, it may also want to see how he struggled, so it will give him such a big joke.

It gave him a huge surprise, and then at the same time gave him a terrible nightmare.

At first, lornan didn't want a child of her own.

For him, as long as he can be with her, even if he has no children in his life, it doesn't matter.

With him, it was Ronan who was making and compromising at the beginning.

But what to do now.

she doesn't remember him.

She didn't know what terrible consequences that child in her stomach would bring to her.

Two people together, has long been against human relations, can not have children.

But now she did not know, did not know that she now carefully wanted to protect the child, could not.

How is he going to tell her?

He couldn't hurt her again.

He couldn't have hurt Ronan in the same way.

Fu Tingyuan sat alone on the sofa. He drank his coffee alone. The spring rain came out of the window, bringing him a trace of invisible loneliness.

He subconsciously found the bottle of painkiller from the cupboard next to the sofa.

Just when he was about to open it, he realized in a trance that he didn't need any painkillers.

A splitting headache.

He got up unsteadily from the sofa, pushed open the door and went out, and unconsciously walked to Ronan Chu's bedroom.

The door was gently opened by him.

The light was off, and there was a small bag under the light blue quilt cover.

The man who had made his heart ache so much that he could only rely on painkillers was sleeping soundly in the quilt.

He stood silently at the head of her bed, looking down at her face.

She had her long hair cut short and much thinner, and her face was very beautiful.

Fu Tingyuan stood in the dark and watched silently for a long time. Until the madness and pain in his heart gradually subsided, he slowly bent down and carefully kissed her white face.

Ronan Chu.

I miss you so much.

Really.

I miss you so much.

24 hours, every minute, every second, I have not forgotten your name.

His body slowly fell over, half kneeling down, as if unable to control the collapse of the general pain general general, eyebrows gently frowned.

He missed her so much and was so happy to see her, but what to do, she did not remember him.

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