"Hmm."

She answered, scooping another spoonful of porridge and handing it to my lips, as if not surprised by my decision at all.

In fact, there is no surprise, just like when she decided to kill the child, I didn't have a word of persuasion.

We're all adults, we're twenty-two, we're about to graduate, we know exactly what we want, and we know exactly what we're doing.

I'm uncomfortable, but what if it's uncomfortable?

I can't kill Han Mo, and I can't be so stupid to kill myself for Han Mo's sake.

Zhao Miao and I are actually the same kind of people, we are very affectionate, but we are also very decisive, decided, and will not look back.

I can't go back, and I can't go back, and it's all because I insist on going my own way.

When Jiang Feiyi came, Zhao Miao helped me go to register for an inspection.

"Fu Yao."

He stood in the doorway, called out to me, and then walked up his legs.

I looked at him, my hand tightening at my side, trying to restrain my emotions little by little.

But no matter how much I tried to restrain myself, I still couldn't restrain my trembling shoulders and burning eyes.

I naturally resented Jiang Feiyi, complaining that he just watched me go step by step into this bureau, but never mentioned a word.

Now that he stands up and wants to be a good person, it's really funny, is this a slap in the face and a sweet date?

Apparently he also noticed that my mood was not very good, and he stood more than a meter in front of my hospital bed and did not go any further: "It's decided?"

I wasn't surprised at all that he would know my decision, Jiang Feiyi was amazing, my every move was under his nose.

I looked up at him and sneered, "Or else? Do you raise it after birth? ”

He raised his eyebrows and was slightly silent for a while before he spoke, "Are you sure you won't tell Han Mo?"

I only felt sarcastic, and when I looked at him, my eyes finally couldn't help but moisten a little bit: "Jiang Feiyi, what do you mean by this?" Do you think I'm not embarrassed enough? Or do you think that I have to be a slut who is spurned by the whole world to feel a little better in the bottom of your heart? ”

He didn't refute it, nor did he deny it: "Fu Yao, remember our bet?"

I, Fu Yao, have failed in everything I have done in my life, and the most unsuccessful thing is that I fell in love with Han Mo with a moth to the fire.

But no matter how much I fail, I will not lose my trust in Jiang Feiyi.

I tightened my grip on the sheets and looked up at him, "Remember, don't worry, after the operation, I will do what I say."

"Good."

He didn't say much, Zhao Miao had already come back at this time, took the test sheet, and asked me to go for a physical examination.

I actually didn't have anything to do, I was pregnant, and the weather was so hot that I would faint.

I was discharged from the hospital after the examination, and we met Han Mo when we went back.

After two days, I met Han Mo.

Zhao Miao's first reaction was to protect me in her arms, the wind was blowing, and her long hair kept hitting my face.

Zhao Miao, who was standing in front of me, was like a female warrior, and I looked at her, this was one of the few warmth I had in the city.

Han Mo didn't look at Zhao Miao, he stared straight at me behind Zhao Miao.

Zhao Miao obviously also found out, and the hand holding me tightened slightly, I reached out to push her away, looked up at Zhao Miao and smiled: "You go up first."

"Fu Yao—"

She looked at me, obviously uneasy.

I didn't speak, just looked straight at her.

In the end, Zhao Miao was defeated, in fact, Zhao Miao's heart is softer than mine, and she will always let me.

She hugged me before leaving, leaned over and told me in my ear not to get excited, and to take care.

I smiled and nodded, it was the smoothest day in my two days.

In fact, sometimes it's like this, you think you're dying of pain, but when you get through that period of time, you will find that it's nothing, and you can still laugh lightly.

My heart still hurts, but from the beginning to the present, the disappointment that has slowly accumulated, to the despair now, and then to the emotions that erupted all of a sudden, and then to today, I am like a disaster area after the disaster, although the eyes are full of desolation, but it is silent.

Zhao Miao left step by step, Han Mo didn't move, he just stood there, took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it

In the end, only me and Han Mo were left in this cold and silent world, and he raised his leg and walked over to me, reached over and pressed the hair on my face to the back of his ear, and then spoke: "What did you talk about with Xu Ran?"

My nose was sore, and I was smoky from the smoke, and I coughed straight away.

Han Mo frowned at me, then threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, then stretched out his leg and stepped on it, and then looked up at me directly.

He had to force an answer, I was looked at by him, and suddenly laughed: "Han Mo, did you already know that I was so stupid?"

Because I'm sure I'm stupid, I don't hide it at all, right?

He frowned, and his face, which had finally calmed down, suddenly twisted, and the anger in Danfeng's eyes was very obvious.

"Fu Yao, don't provoke me, do you really think I dare not touch you?"

"I'm pregnant."

I was pregnant, and I never wanted to hide it from him.

It didn't make any sense, I just wanted to tell him, after all, he still had half of his chromosomes in it.

His expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and his face, which was almost about to explode just now, suddenly sank, and he looked down at me, and his eyes were dark: "Mine?"

I couldn't help but laugh, didn't speak, raised my head and stared at him motionlessly.

His gaze suddenly moved, and he spoke only after half a sound: "Fu Yao, if you come back, I will not blame the past."

This was the first time Han Mo had taken his eyes away, but I didn't have half a sense of accomplishment.

What I don't understand even more is, what is his past blame?

What did he have to blame for the past, and I only felt extremely sarcastic when I heard it, "What are you not to blame in the past?" Jiang Feiyi? ”

His face turned gloomy, and he almost gritted his teeth and called out my name: "Fu Yao!"

I laughed and didn't continue the topic, but asked another question: "Can you not marry Xu Ran?"

He looked at me and suddenly sneered, as if at the beginning, sarcastic, mocking, funny.

"Fu Yao, when did you become so big-hearted?"

I also laughed, exactly the same as his smile, sarcastic, mocking, and funny: "Han Mo, when did you become so naïve."

"What do you mean?"

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed my arm, and the force was so great that my tears rolled straight in my eyes.

"It's not interesting, you don't have to worry, I will beat the child, I won't pester you, your wedding in ten days will be perfect."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

He gritted his teeth, and the hand that was holding my arm kept pushing harder, and I had to raise my hand to pull his arm away: "You hurt me, Han Mo."

Every time, with all my strength, I almost broke my arm, but I still didn't know it, it was always like this, so selfish that I never thought about my discomfort and pain.

I loved him before, so I was willing to endure it; I still love him now, but I don't want to put up with it anymore.

All of a sudden, he grabbed me: "Pain? Fu Yao, will you hurt too? Does it hurt you? ”

I've always conceded defeat with him, but now that I've lost everything, why should I give in?

He made me hurt more than just a little bit, just a little bit of pain, I don't pay attention to it!

Tears fell, and I raised my legs to approach him step by step, "Yes, I won't hurt, it won't hurt, Han Mo, I won't hurt, so you are so cool with a knife every time, right?" ”

One knife after another, I have never seen him have more than half a point of compassion.

He was stunned for a moment, I raised my hand and directly pulled away his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at him from a distance of more than a meter: "If you want me not to kill the child, you will cancel the wedding with Xu Ran."

I don't want to turn back, I just have to make them unhappy before I die.

Han Mo looked at me and suddenly smiled: "Fu Yao, do you think I love you?"

I was stunned, I never thought that he would actually mention such a topic in person.

I laughed along with him, tilting my head back, my voice getting louder and louder, and he looked at me with a look of bewilderment.

I raised my hand to wipe the tears from my face, and then looked at him and said word by word: "Han Mo, you never knew how selfish you were."

Because he was greedy for another person, he gave me the illusion again and again, and watched me plunge into the cold pool again and again, but never reminded me that the pool was a bottomless depth.

I plunged headlong into it, and I could just keep sinking, sinking.

Even if you're dead, don't try to salvage the body.

After saying that, I didn't hesitate for a minute, raised my legs and turned to leave.

I knew that this time I would turn around and leave, and I would not look back.

I love him, but I have tried hard, I have made mistakes, and then I have obtained a result of self-infliction, then I have to learn to struggle out of the quagmire, although I may not be able to get up, but I will not know that I am certain to die and insist on plunging into it.

The moth will struggle a little before it dies on fire, let alone me.

He didn't catch up, how could he catch up.

I knew he wouldn't catch up, and if he did, he wouldn't have said anything like that.

Han Mo has always been like this, so selfish.

Maybe he loved me, but I think that insignificant love is not worth half of his interest entanglement.

The wind was whistling behind me, and I knew it was a swan song that I wouldn't look back.