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As she watched, her heart felt empty until the man's footsteps began to move slowly out of the room.

She then murmured, "I want to see Mu Yun …"

She wanted to see the child, especially at a time when she was so helpless that she thought everything was a dream.

"You're a patient now. You'll pass the disease on to him." After saying that simple sentence, he turned around and left, leaving her with a silent and suffocating view of his back.

His words allowed her to spend the rest of her time in the dark. She sniffed, rolled over, and continued with the quilt.

Ouyang He was lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling. Thinking of her request just now, he cruelly refused, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of pleasure.

Li Xinwei shrunk, thinking of that man's resolute expression and cold tone, her chest felt depressed and sad. This journey that should have been happy had become so hard to bear.

Thinking back to when the two of them had just been baptised in the rain outside, he could see her wretched appearance. Was this not worth mentioning to him?

She touched the pendant hanging around her neck, thinking about the complicated feelings they had, how bad it had become now. She closed her eyes, wanting to throw it all away.

When the wound on her feelings magnified countless times in front of her, it became so shocking.

In this world, wouldn't one fall into an irreparable state of love as long as they loved each other? Was she one of those people?

Mom, if you were by my side right now, would you comfort me so much?

Such a family, such a unique process of growth, had made her heart fragile and sensitive. Facing the constant onslaught of feelings and frustrations, she simply didn't know how to deal with them.

Was Ouyang He really that sad in the last five years? If she didn't come back this time, would she live in his heart instead of being like this? He would make things difficult for her at every turn, and watching her make a fool of himself would break her heart.

Ouyang He drank the whisky in front of him in one gulp and shook the empty glass. He threw the bottle on the floor, feeling extremely bad. Why was he still wasting his time on that woman?

He, Ouyang He, was a favored son of heaven, someone who had been the talk of the world for several years now. Who in the entertainment circle, if not the others, would come to greet him? However, when he reached Li Xin Wei's place, he was always at a loss.

A sense of frustration and emotional frustration made him a bit confused. Even if he pretended to be calm, he couldn't wipe the attacks from the bottom of his heart. He had only installed one person in his soft place for a long time, and that person had always been her!

This was what he was angry about, right? Even though he was hurt so deeply by her, he still couldn't bear to do her harm.

She was just like the purest woman in the world. Her opened eyes carried some innocence, and when she was obedient, people would think that she was an obedient cat. In reality, her lips were covered with opium poppy, and even when she was addicted, it was poisonous.

He thought back to the first time he saw her, when he thought she was a bad girl. He had also told her several times that he hated her.

She had recklessly pressed his arm down that time, the bravest woman he had ever met, and he had always wanted to know what was inside the bones of such a bold woman.

Her every frown and smile, her principles and her stubbornness were sometimes so similar to his, her innocence, her kindness …

There were too many things to be done. The misunderstanding had already been resolved. The feelings from five years ago had persisted. Had he already been poisoned? Did she lead him into a quagmire that was difficult to pull out?

Why was it that even after drinking so much, he still couldn't help but miss her?

He thought of her small but steady body helping him up, of her suddenly blushing in the face of his harassment as she spoke words of concern, and he seemed to enjoy teasing her, a game he could never get tired of.

His mother had said that he was extremely stubborn. She had said the same thing before, but why was it so difficult for two stubborn people to walk together like this? Ouyang He had no idea what he was holding on to.

"If you're sad, won't you try to keep me here? Xin Wei, what are you thinking about? Or have I never clearly seen what you're thinking? " Ouyang He said in a drunken voice.

As he staggered toward the door, the scenery around him changed. He had already moved from his bedroom to another room.

Li Xin Wei was curled up in bed, so she didn't hear any footsteps outside. When the footsteps could be heard, it was already after the door was opened. The smell of alcohol filled the air, and she looked to the side.

Ouyang He walked over to the bed, drunk. His eyes were hazy, and he walked step by step over, "Xinwei, tell me, why did you lie to me?"

After saying this, he fell to the side of the bed, and Li Xin Wei had her back facing him. He turned her body around, "Why aren't you looking at me? You already hate me to this extent? That fellow Beiyuan is really so charming that he could hook all of your souls? "It's a pity that he already has a lover …"

His drunken words reached her ear. What the hell is he talking about?

Li Xin Wei was disturbed by his gaze and looked at him. Only then did she see the drunkenness on his face and the struggle in his eyes. Could it be that the two of them were the same?

"I didn't, I'm not like you said!"

He was too heavy to move when he was drunk, and she looked at him in frustration. The one who had walked away without permission was him, and the one who was still drunk in front of her was him, so what did he want?

Did he have to force her to the point where she couldn't be reversed before he stopped?

Who was Northgarden Sen? The leader of the organization! He actually thought that she would have feelings for Bei Yuan Sen. Please, they were simply subordinates. In reality, she had briefly admired Bei Yuan Sen, but had never appreciated anything else from him.

Her heart had always been with him. Did he even know that?

Ouyang He, are we all emotional fools? Isn't it? Otherwise, we wouldn't have been unable to escape each other for the past five years.

Otherwise, with so many people in this world, why haven't we developed the same feelings for others?

"What is it?" I only know that right now your heart isn't with me. Think about your performance during this time. Xin Wei, what part of me isn't as good as that bastard? " Was Ouyang He really drunk?

"You're drunk. You're talking nonsense." Li Xin Wei said.

"I... I didn't... "Drunk …" He looked at her. What kind of eyes were those?

It was so deep that people thought there were a lot of stories hidden inside. There was a sad expression on his face. He was like this … Ever since Mu Yun had gone to the hospital, the two of them had started to rapidly move towards a bad situation.

Her heart was broken. She remembered when she gave birth to her baby five years ago, she swore that she would never return home.

Ouyang He … She had just recovered from her high fever and hadn't slept for a long time. Now that she was pressed down by someone, her breathing became even more ragged, so much so that she couldn't breathe.

"It's already very late. You should go to bed at this time of the night." Li Xinwei pushed Ouyang He. She knew it was futile.

Ouyang He closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

She put her hand to his face. What to do? No matter how he insulted her, no matter how much he humiliated her, she still felt sorry for him, and her heart ached, as if she were going to reach out and smooth his frown the next moment.

She pulled out her body and dragged it with her. She took out a towel and wiped his face, then helped him take off his jacket and lie down on the bed. She still couldn't bear to see if he was sick or not.

By the time she was done, she was already exhausted. Lying beside him, her lips let out a bitter smile. Only when he was drunk would he sleep in her bed like this.

The wind blew in slowly from the window, rolling up the white sand-like curtains, giving off a dreamy feeling. She sighed, unable to sleep for the entire night.

When Ouyang He opened his eyes, what he saw looked like a mirror image from a dream. Li Xinwei was lying peacefully in his arms, her long soft hair resting on his chest like a fine piece of fabric.

Her quiet appearance was unbearably disturbing. Ouyang He's heartbeat quickened. Her light breath landed evenly on his chest. It was a bit itchy, but this woman …

Why should he lie here without moving and let her sleep comfortably?

Ouyang He shook his body, causing her to cough violently a few times. He had almost forgotten that yesterday she had had a very high fever from the rain, and now they shared the crystal in her stomach.

He stopped moving, but she had already woken up. Seeing him open his eyes, she didn't know what to say to him, so she just stared blankly at him. "Last night …" "You're drunk …"

"I know." He dismissed her with the word "cold," then got up and dressed neatly.

And she was still ridiculously unable to find the right words to say, she stammered, and he did not hesitate at all.

Ridiculous.

"I just drank too much, I'm not drunk. Besides, this house is my territory, even if I want to occupy the entire bed by myself, you have to stand against me." He added an explanation that only made people's hearts turn cold.

"Yes." Li Xinwei replied. What he said was indeed true. She had no stance. Who was she? She was just a woman he looked down upon. She covered herself with the quilt, and a sense of desolation enveloped her.

He saw how lonely she looked, but he did not stay to comfort her. Perhaps the pride in his heart was too strong.

He always gave her the greatest pressure. He clearly had an unrelenting feeling of wanting to abandon that woman, but now he was trying to suppress the urge to rush in and hug her. However, shouldn't he now confront her with a forceful attitude?

He should have devoured all the methods she used on him. Seeing her sad, seeing her get the punishment she deserved, he should have been laughing very loudly, but he couldn't laugh now. Instead, he felt a sense of loneliness as if he was dead.

He leaned against the wall and stared at the pillar in front of him.