"I'm sorry?" Xia Yucheng's heart contracted sharply, and his head buzzed heavily, as if he had returned to his soul.

These three words with infinite sadness and sourness, stroke by stroke, are like piercing Xia Yucheng's skin with a needle, passing through her blood, all the way to the deepest place in her heart, the softest place.

Hurt!

It hurt so much that she wanted to scream.

Her clear eyes gradually became cloudy and hollow, and she lost her lustre. She tried hard to grasp the handrail of the staircase, but the sharp pain that surged from the bottom of her heart, like a volcanic eruption, instantly drained her senses.

It was dark in front of him, and Xia Yucheng fainted.

"Xia ......" Mary exclaimed in surprise and hugged Xia Yucheng's limp body.

Xia Yucheng fell into the darkness, and she heard someone calling her name in her ears, and someone picked her up and put her back on the big bed in the bedroom.

She felt that she was not mentally and intellectually, but she seemed to be able to feel everything. The most unbearable thing is the suffocating pain, the pain of losing a loved one!

In the vast sea of people, Feng Hao is the irreplaceable pain, the pain to the extreme!

How nice it would be if she just died!

Thinking about it, she fell into the bottomless darkness by herself, and she really didn't want to wake up again, so that it wouldn't hurt.

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On the big bed in the bedroom of "Feng Hao ......", Xia Yucheng woke up from the nightmare again, she opened her eyes, and the light of the delicate crystal lamp hanging above her head suddenly shot into her eyes, making her eyes tingle instantly, and she couldn't help but squint.

"Xia, are you awake?are you okay?are you better?" There was a soft chair next to the bed, and Ryan sat on the chair with a haggard expression, he looked at Xia Yucheng worriedly, his eyes were full of red silk.

Xia Yucheng didn't turn his head to look at him, but turned his face to the other side, his big godless eyes full of endless sadness and despair.

"I want to ...... Good news for you!" Ryan said.

Good news? Xia Yucheng's mind digested these three words, and then turned his face to look at Ryan, with a faint glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Xia, the doctor has examined you, congratulations, you ...... It's pregnant, it's you and Hao's baby, it's your ......" Ryan endured the great grief in his heart and smiled reluctantly, "This should be considered good news, right?"

To his disappointment, the light in Xia Yucheng's eyes disappeared after he finished speaking, and then replaced the disappointment with still being dazed and still desperate.

"I asked them to prepare you a little light food, you have to eat something for the sake of the baby in your belly. Ryan looked at her and said with difficulty, "You have to believe that Hao will be fine." At least in the sight of his ...... His ......"

Ryan really couldn't say anything about the body or the corpse, so he had to pause and continue: "I know him, and I'm sure you know him better than I do......"

"Did anyone go to him?" Xia Yu's orange face was bloodless, and his voice was hoarse because his throat was dry and astringent.

"Xia, don't worry about these things, I promise you, I will definitely arrange it. I'll give you an explanation for how this matter ends, I swear!"

Listening to his words, Xia Yucheng looked at the ceiling in a daze for a while.