"Ah......h

The whole person sat up suddenly, his heart beating faster, and his face was flushed.

But it was pitch black before her eyes. There was no little girl, no beautiful woman, no school, and there was nothing but darkness in front of her.

He Xiyan stroked her forehead and found that her forehead was already sweating profusely, and even her palms were sweating.

She quickly turned on the light in the room, and soon everything in the room was clearly in her eyes.

Simple furniture and appliances, just a temporary home for her.

Only then did she realize that everything she had just experienced was just a dream.

But such a dream is extremely real for her.

Her children call other women's mothers, and they don't even know themselves.

Thinking of what happened in the dream, He Xiyan sat on the edge of the bed and touched her face with her hand, and soon the tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, and her face became extremely pale under the light.

Although it was just a dream, she also understood that one day, such a dream was very likely to become a reality, and regardless of Ye Hao or Mo Yixuan, they would get married again sooner or later, and her children would have a new mother.

Her babies are still so young, she thinks that not only Xixi can't remember her, but soon, even Yuanyuan will no longer remember her as a mother.

Whether she admits it or not, at this moment, she really lost her two children.

"Ah......h

Thinking of this terrible ending, He Xiyan shook his hair vigorously and let out a frightened scream again, which was very loud. She got out of bed, and then began to throw the things in the room as if she was stimulated, and threw the noodles, melons and fruits, quilts, pillows and other things she bought in the evening on the ground.

There was a crackling sound in the room for a long time.

Soon the neat and clean room was a mess and destroyed by her.

At this time, she looked like a psychopath, unable to control her emotions.

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At the same time, the castle where she once lived was very quiet, quiet only for the sound of men breathing.

Ye Hao sat on the viewing balcony on the third floor, holding an unburned cigarette in his hand, and the ash fell to the ground.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, but he didn't feel the slightest sleep, just sat on the balcony and watched the light rain outside.

Looking at the dim street lamps in the distance, and looking at the wide road outside the castle, he had been watching for more than an hour, but he was tireless.

How many nights have they sat on the sofa on this balcony watching the rain, the snow, the stars, and the moon, and I don't know how many nights they have watched the birth of their children together. Take care of their children together.

But now he is still there, Xixi is also there, but fate is gone, and then she is gone.

Ye Hao threw away the burned cigarette butt in his hand, as if he thought of something, he suddenly closed his eyes and hid the pain and boredom that suddenly gushed out of his eyes.

This is the first time he has returned to this castle after the divorce, the house where they used to live together, their home, but unfortunately the house is still there, but the home is scattered and gone.

The phone lay quietly on the side, and there was no response to the dozen or so messages he sent, and the calls he made were not answered.