I don't love you anymore.

Before he could even react to what she had said, she told him—

I don't love you anymore.

He never thought that Fu Yao would tell him one day: Han Mo, I loved you, but now, I don't love you anymore.

I loved you.

Loved.

He watched her turn around and open the door and walk out, Jiang Jingying was standing outside the door, calling her nickname.

Yaoyao.

Yaoyao, he sometimes calls her Yaoyao.

But more often, he still calls her Fu Yao.

She was also more often so angry that he could only call her Fu Yao.

He looked at her in disbelief, but she only gave him a back, and then walked out. After he reacted, he hurriedly raised his legs and chased after her, reaching out to pull her.

But I don't know why I used to want to rub her into my body, but now I only dare to pull it gently.

He looked at her, only to realize that his hands were shaking.

It happened so fast that he didn't know how to deal with it.

Maybe she never wanted him to face it anymore, and she had already said everything before he even had time to say anything.

Han Shao, what should be said has been said, in the future, I hope it won't happen again, throwing me into the river.

Her face was calm when she said this, and her hand struggled lightly, and at once it came out of his wrist.

Then he watched as she turned and walked forward without stopping.

He wanted to say something, he wanted to raise his legs to catch up.

But he found that he didn't seem to have any strength left, and he didn't know why, at this moment, he was even more scared than hearing that she and Jiang Feiyi were going to get married.

She said she loved him, but now, she didn't love him anymore.

He felt that he had missed something, but Jiang Feiyi didn't say anything, no matter how much he coerced and lured, he just didn't say it.

He had never had such a detachment, Fu Yao loved him, he had never had joy, but the horror overshadowed the joy.

He remembered the look she looked at him before she turned around, so strange, so cold.

It's as if it's going to be cold to the heart, and there is no half a minute of temperature.

He once sent her to Jiang Feiyi's bed with his own hands, and he once threw her into the general with his own hands.

For the first time, he found out that he was a jerk.

But he didn't know what was wrong, she loved him, why did she still be with Jiang Feiyi? Why be with someone else?!

Before he could figure out how to face her, she appeared in front of him.

Drunk and poured into a man's arms.

He looked at her like that, and he was angry, but more helpless.

Fu Yao always has such a ability, easily bring him to a situation where he doesn't know how to be good, and then let him struggle and feel uncomfortable by himself, she just watches from the outside.

Sometimes he really hated her, but thinking that she loved him, it seemed like everything didn't matter anymore.

It's just that even if she is drunk, she is still so frightened at him.

That instinctive reaction made him extremely uncomfortable, and she was reluctant to go with him.

Whether it's when you're sober, or when you're drunk.

He thought that her struggle was because he couldn't tell who he was, but when she recognized him as Han Mo, her words made his heart ache tightly.

You are Han Mo, are you going to throw me into the river again?

When she said this, her pupils were constricting, and the whole person was trembling in his arms.

He hugged her, only to feel his throat tight.

I don't love you anymore Han Mo, don't throw me into the river.

Her words were like sharp arrows, sending straight to his heart, and the pain made him unable to move his limbs.

But he still has to settle her, he still has to move.

The drunk Fu Yao is no more worry-free than the sober Fu Yao, she makes a lot of noise.

He didn't want to think about why she made such a fuss, he was afraid that the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

But if he doesn't think about it, it doesn't mean that Fu Yao will let him go.

The tears on his face, like concentrated sulfuric acid, corroded along his heart.

He tried to reach out and wipe her off, but she wouldn't let him come closer.

She wouldn't let him come any closer.

There was only one sentence in her mouth: Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to restrain his emotions.

He knew that he was not in any position to lose his temper with her.

If she really loved him, then he was to blame for everything.

He was cowardly, selfish, and proud to make things get to this point.

He has never really bowed his head to Fu Yao, only he has been pressing her tightly.

Li Qian said he was wrong.

He knew that he was wrong, but Fu Yao didn't give him a chance to correct it.

As soon as she heard the word "open room", she was like a wounded hedgehog, and the thorns all over her body stood up.

He suddenly remembered what had happened before, and his face suddenly turned blue.

There are so many things that he doesn't think about when he doesn't think about it, but when he thinks about it carefully, he realizes what he has done.

He knew what Fu Yao was afraid of, and the hotel basically had no good memories for Fu Yao.

He forced her in the hotel every time, the first time, and the second time.

He knew that she wasn't that kind of person, but the first time he couldn't help but stab her with those words.

He knew that his mouth was cheap, especially when he ran into Fu Yao.

But he knew he just couldn't help it.

He had always felt that he was an eyesore to Fu Yao, so he would do everything possible to make her remember him, albeit in a painful way.

He tried everything he could, he calculated, but he never calculated that she would love herself.

Isn't it because I love you, how can you do this to me? What did I do wrong, how can you push me to Jiang Feiyi, how can you throw me into the river, how can you let me beat the child......

She said word by word, drunk people, not aware at all.

He knew she was drunk, but he couldn't listen to it anymore.

He didn't want to hear it, how could she do that.

It was obviously a mistake made by two people together, but in the end, he was the only one to be punished.

She was drunk and never knew that he, a sober person, listened to her words, and his heart ached.

She didn't know what she was dreaming about, and she kept screaming out no.

In fact, he knew what she was dreaming about, he had forced her many times before, and it turned into her nightmare.

And now, in the end, it has become a knife, and it has all pierced his heart.

He knew he should go out, after all, he had promised her that he would go out when she fell asleep.

But when she really fell asleep, he was reluctant to go out.

He hadn't seen such a quiet Fu Yao for many days, and the two of them had been pulling since they reunited three years later, and he had never seen her so quietly by his side.

The sleeping Fu Yao is like the legendary sleeping beauty, she is good-looking, with delicate facial features and fair skin, even if she is crying with tears on her face, she is still so good-looking.

It's so good-looking, he can't even bear to take his eyes off.

He suddenly remembered that there were not many people before.

Between them, they have been entangled for a long time, but there are not many days when they are really together.

Before he and Xu Ran got engaged, they also had a very mild time.

She loves to laugh, and she always likes to laugh secretly, thinking he doesn't know.

He actually likes to see her laugh, but she will never be like in front of him like in front of Zhao Miao.

He thought about it for a long time, only to realize that the two of them, the best time, was only a few short months.

Just a few short months.

Fu Yao's screams came, and he hurriedly turned sideways to ask her about the situation.

The lights were a little bright, and he didn't know if it was the lights or his own, he only knew that his vision was a little blurry.

Also, my eyes are a little hot.

She woke up and started to make noise again.

She always seemed to have so much energy, and she didn't feel tired regardless of the fuss.

He even felt that it didn't matter if she was making such a fuss, as long as she was still by his side, it didn't matter.

He didn't know if she was drunk or sober.

But her eyes were so clear when she looked at him, and the words she said were so coherent: "Han Mo, what you say to me never counts, except for giving me to Jiang Feiyi, except for throwing me into the river, except for telling me that you will marry Xu Ran." ”

He opened his mouth to refute something, but found that he couldn't refute anything.

What he said to her never seemed to count.

said that he would not look back for her again, but he still looked back for her; said to let her go, but he still didn't let her go.

She was really right, he Han Mo said so many truths to Fu Yao, Tonggong.

"I don't believe in you anymore, Han Mo, it's like I don't love you anymore."

You see, he also wants to keep his promise once.

But she always had that way to force him to break the contract, just like when he left so completely in the ice and snow, and in the end he pretended that nothing had happened and ran back to her.

yes, what he said doesn't count, so what, it's better than trying to lie to her, right?

But apparently she didn't think that way, and maybe it was true, as she said, that she didn't love him anymore.

So there will never be any more soft-heartedness, looking at his eyes, the obvious disgust in it makes his heart stagnate.

He never thought that he, Han Mo, would have such a day.

Being disgusted by people is so much.

He was so proud of a person, but she hated it so much.

If it had been before, he would have torn her up, sealed her mouth, and blindfolded her.

Let's see if she dares to look at him like this, and if she dares to say such ugly words.

But now, it's not what it used to be.

He couldn't do that to her again.

He would rather cover his eyes than see her eyes, so that he could not see the disgust in those eyes; I'd rather plug my ears so that I can't hear the sound and I can't hear what she says.

She said he was despicable.

Yes, he is despicable.

After all, he was so despicable and loved her.

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