I haven't seen each other for a long time. Luo Nan has a lot of words to say to him, but Fu Tingyuan is a little indifferent to her.

She held Fu Tingyuan's finger and whispered, "Tingyuan."

Fu Tingyuan looked down at her.

"Are you still mad at me?"

“……”

She reached to his chest and said, "is your wound still painful?"

Fu Tingyuan reached for her hand and squeezed it in the palm.

"Do you want to ask now?"

Ronan began to drum up his face, a little aggrieved: "you don't want to see me again..."

Fu Tingyuan released his hand, and luonanchu's fingers slipped from his fingertips.

His eyes and eyebrows showed some dark shadow in the bright light. Although he could not see any expression, his breath was obviously cool down.

Luonan looked at his face and sighed silently at the bottom of his heart. He stretched out his hand and held Fu Tingyuan's hand again.

"This is our child..." She tried to explain to him, "I can't give up."

Fu Tingyuan said calmly: "you can't give up the child, but you can't bear me."

Luonanchu's heart was heavily hit by his words, she felt a little uncomfortable, "Tingyuan, don't you say so? I don't mean that. "

Fu Tingyuan looked down at her, "in this half year, even once, have you ever thought about me?"

“……”

"If you think about me, you won't choose to have a child in this situation."

Ronan bit her lips gently. Her delicate eyebrows twisted and her voice was very dull: "but I'm not doing well now. Is that ok? "

Fu Tingyuan's breath suddenly stopped. His black eyes fell on luonanchu's face. He didn't know what he was thinking. He just slowly released his hand and stood up from the bedside.

Ronan watched him take the clothes from the sofa without any expression, and then leaned out.

Huarong looks at Fu Tingyuan's back, which is a little baffled. She gives her little thought to Fengjin. She comes in and asks Luo Nanchu, "what's wrong with Tingyuan? Why come here and leave in a moment? "

Ronan lowered his head and looked at his fingertips. His voice was stuffy: "quarreled with me."

Hua Rong gave a light tut: "isn't it? He is a big man, and he quarrels with you, a parturient? " It's not something.

Luonanchu gently bit his lower lip and looked at the thought of being gently held by Fengjin.

Her eyes were a little confused.

"Rongrong, you say Am I really wrong? "

"What?"

"Am I really self willed?"

Huarong came and sat by her side, gently holding Luo Nanchu's hand, "Nanchu, you tell me, what happened to you and Tingyuan at the beginning?"

During the whole pregnancy, Fu Tingyuan refused to appear in person. He was dying because he clearly cared about it. He didn't go to see luonanchu.

"When I think about it, I have a tumor in my brain." Ronan lowered his head at the beginning, "that tumor may grow because of pregnancy hormone stimulation..."

“……” Huarong looked at her and took a breath of cold air in disbelief, and did not speak for a long time.

Ronan bit her lips tightly. Her eyes turned red and she shook her head: "but what can I do? Four months, you know? I can feel her presence clearly. Every night, I can dream of her. She was my child and I, and I couldn't kill another one myself after I lost one. I can't do it. What can I do? "