Why don't you look so happy? You are now Are you really OK? "
In fact, she is really worried about Fu Tingyuan.
He really loved Ronan too much.
It is cruel to love Ronan and let him live alone in this world after his first death.
It's like a complete circle. If you lose the other half, it's a lack.
She was always afraid that Fu Tingyuan would not survive. She would talk to him if he had something to do in London, but he looked normal, but the whole person was not angry.
At the beginning, lornan seems too happy to come back?
Hua Rong thinks that Fu Tingyuan should really see a psychologist.
Fu Tingyuan propped up his head and sighed: "Huarong."
"Well?"
"She's pregnant."
Huarong looked up at him.
"It's my child." His voice is very light, too light to hear clearly, "it's her and I'm the second child."
"In fact, I don't care whose child she's carrying. Really, for me, as long as she's alive. She likes children so much that I can raise them as my own. "
He paused, and there was a certain forbearance between his looks.
“…… I'd rather hope that this is not my child. "
"I can't hurt her any more. Huarong, do you know? I can't hurt her any more. "
"But."
He looked up at her in a daze.
"Huarong, we can't have children."
For the first time, she saw this look from this man.
At a loss like a helpless child.
Such a heavy price, almost to crush the backbone of a man, he so love Ronan, love can give up everything, love can give up the desire to inherit the family.
Huarong's throat is choking. She has a sense of pressure that she can't breathe. He really looks so miserable. He has been suffering for months, and he has never let go of the pain.
"I was thinking." A trace of blood appeared in his black pupil. "Are we really not suitable for being together?"
“……”
"I have never stopped hurting her over the years, intentionally or unintentionally."
"Tingyuan..."
"Did you see that? She doesn't remember me, but she still looks so happy. Do you know what it's like to see her so happy for a child? " He took a deep breath. "I can't hurt her anymore. I can't take one of her children and let her lose another. But this child can't be born. " He stepped back and sat down on the sofa. A faint blank color appeared on Qingjun's face, "I don't know what to do, Huarong. I really don't know what to do
Maybe that's the retribution for the neglect of ethics.
Let him lose again and again.
Let him be happy again and again.
She did come back.
But sooner or later, he will lose her.
She doesn't remember everything. Naturally, she can enjoy the joy of being a mother carefree, but he can't, can't let such development go on. If he has a trace of reason, he should make a choice.
The child will destroy everything. He can't let Ronan bear the torture of luanlun after being hurt like that.
Love can't counteract everything. Some principles can't be broken.