Even more unsettling than never getting it.

Gained and lost.

There are so many fond memories tormenting him.

"Ahara is so good-looking."

"When will Yuan marry me?"

"My Ah Yuan will live a long life."

Every time Wen Yuan closed his eyes, he thought of Jiang Ruo.

Her smiling face, her voice, all of them made him unforgettable.

These memories seem to say that they were also in love with each other!

Wen Yuan tilted his head, leaned back on the sofa in a trance, held the bottle full of formalin tightly in his arms, and muttered in distraction: "Baby, baby."

He held the bottle high again, and through the light he could see the fetus inside, which was his and Jiang Ruo's child.

Wen Yuan kissed gently, and his voice was extremely soft: "Dad loves you."

"Baby, you still have Daddy."

As if this was his last faith, his life.

I don't want to let go for a second.

How much I hated children once, how much I like them now.

The child is the crystallization of his love with Jiang Ruo, and it is an inseparable bond between the two, but now it is gone.

His wife ran away with another man.

His daughter died.

The sex of the fetus can already be detected during the two months of pregnancy.

It's a girl!

The fetus in the ultrasound image has developed into a human form, and the vital organs have begun to be present, and the eyes, hands and feet can be clearly seen.

The child is as small as a grape, only a few centimeters. ap.

"Hahaha." Wen Yuan shrugged his shoulders painfully and laughed.

He was full of joy waiting for the arrival of the child, and tried to prepare the wedding scene perfectly, and in the end, it was a big dream.

Without.

He had nothing left.

Wen Yuan hugged the two-month-old fetus in his arms more and more, and laughed wildly and twistedly: "Hahaha."

"My daughter is dead."

An intense grief brought tears to his tears to the laughter, and made his soul depressed and drift away in a place where no one was.

He and Jiang Ruo's first child died like this.

Dead!

I was killed by my own mother!

The dim and silent room was not lit, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were all opened, allowing the cold moonlight to shine in.

The man's laughter was a little ethanic, but more mournful, revealing the despair of never being loved.

It turns out that fierce and fierce beasts can also be injured and weep.

It turns out that the violent and unscrupulous Prince Wen will one day be trampled on by a woman and break his heart.

Wen Yuan's wet clothes were worn all night without changing.

The gift sent by Jiang Ruo made his whole person suffer like five thunderbolts.

The heavy blow made him lose his spirit in an instant, and he collapsed.

Wen Yuan just sat in a daze, his face tired and sad, and his whole person was so uncomfortable that his shoulders collapsed.

Under the impregnation of blood, the red lips became more and more bewitching, and this angular handsome face showed a bit of sickly cold gloom, with scarlet eyes and shallow tear stains on the eyelids.

Even the bruised blood vessels are faintly visible on his overly fair face.

He looked haggard, lifeless, without a trace of blood, and his cold, hard and powerful aura on weekdays had been reduced a lot, like a defeated king.

Lost too completely.

The blood that had been spurting out soaked the entire collar of the shirt, mixed with the rain and tears.

Wen Yuan's jaw was still vaguely filled with blood spots, his slightly drooping eyes overflowed with decadence and weakness, and the already dull peach blossom eyes became more and more dead and depressed, and the gray shadows of his eyelids were layered again, and even the charming tear moles lost their charm.

His current appearance is hideous and embarrassed, and he has not seen any of the scenery of the past.

..

Wen Yuan hasn't yet

Recovering from the sad news of the child's death.

The people he had sent to kill Huo Jinting had returned.

Not only did it not bring back good news, but instead...

It irritated him even more.

On the table was a half-burned ledger.

Every page was made by Jiang Ruo herself, full of her love for him.

There are photos taken by her, there are emojis drawn by her.

Now I see it, it's too heart-piercing.

Wen Yuan only flipped through a few pages, but he couldn't turn it.

He bent over, holding his head in one hand, his slender fingers grabbing his own short smoky blue hair, laughing loudly, his blood-red teeth like blood-sucking devils, and his face was terrifying, "Hahaha."

The pain of not being able to love tore at his heart fiercely, like Ling Chi, all kinds of colic.

It hurts so much that it's hard to breathe.

His eyes were extremely sour, and he was soon filled with tears.

Wen Yuan couldn't hold back his tears like rain anymore, his broad back trembled violently, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it was difficult to cry.

Behold, she loved him clearly.

Obviously loved!

In the next second, Wen Yuan was heartbroken and roared hysterically: "Jiang Ruo, why don't you love me?"

"Why did you kill our children so ruthlessly?"

"Why?"

"Why?"

Wen Yuan's emotions were completely out of control, and his face was crazy in pain, kicking and smashing the objects in the house.

The table and the sofa all kicked down.

At this moment, he is violent and ferocious, no one dares to approach easily, no one dares to persuade him, so he has to let him vent.

I only hope that after he vents, he will stop loving Jiang Ruo.

Love is a big taboo, and nine times out of ten you lose.

"Why are you so ruthless and unrighteous?"

"Jiang Ruo, what am I inferior to Wen Huai?"

"What the hell is wrong!"

"Jiang Ruo, *** dare to play with me, right?"

"Why don't you say you don't?"

He wanted to go back to a month ago.

Back to when Jiang Ruo still loved him.

But it doesn't matter, he has one more option now.

That is to kill Wen Huai!

Only by killing Wen Huai will Jiang Ruo return to him and fall in love with him again.

Wen Yuan's standing body swayed slightly, and there was a mess around him, and there was nowhere to put his feet.

The top buttons of his shirt were all broken, revealing a tattoo with Jiang Ruo's name tattooed, which was really ironic at this moment.

loves her so much, but she still doesn't want him!

Wen Yuan never put down the bottle in his hand, and kept it firmly in his palm.

Wen Yuan raised his head, his facial features were distorted into a mask full of pain and decay, revealing a sickly death, a pair of dark eyes were gloomy and terrifying, and he laughed madly and hatefully: "Hahaha, hahaha."

The tears in the corners of his eyes slowly slid down with the blood in his forehead, and in the dim light, his entire body was hidden in the darkness, gritting his teeth: "Jiang Ruo, I won't let you go if I die!"

"Ahem, ahem."

This was followed by a surge of blood in the body.

Wen Yuan's mood fluctuated too hard, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

His vision began to blur, and his eyelids couldn't help but want to close, and he whispered, "Little Ruo'er..."

The next second.

"Bang—"

Wen Yuan fell in a mess, and he held the bottle with both hands and placed it on his chest and heart.

You can see that he really likes this child.

Wen Yuan's fainting voice startled Mo Yin and the others.

Only then did it be discovered that Wen Yuan had fallen into a high fever and was unconscious.

..

That night, Jiang Ruo had a dream.

Strange dream to Wen Yuan.

I dreamed that the man was incarnated as a ferocious beast, baring his fangs, wanting

Swallow her in one gulp.

"Xiao Ruo'er, why are you so unbehaved?"

"Where do you think you can go?"