Ye Wenming's eyes were even darker, and a moment later, a mocking laughter came from his throat.

Even in her dream, she was thinking about the child in her belly, her friend Xia Xi, and what position could he be placed in her heart?

I'm afraid there is no location!

If there were indeed any, then she would not have been so ruthless that she would have been separated from her, and she would not even be willing to give her a chance.

What's funny is that he forgot about his feelings, but now he seems to be still being influenced by her.

"Zhuo Qianyun, if you have any feelings for me, then I..." He murmured, turned away from the beginning, and walked out of the ward.

Staying in this room and listening to what she calls someone else will only make him feel more deeply about how failed he used to be.

But the moment he opened the ward door, her dream silence once again poured into his ears.

"Wen Ming...I'm sorry..."

Ye Wenming's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head and looked at Zhuo Qianyun, who was still asleep, with some confusion.

Is she... apologizing?

Apologizing to him?

She also dreamed of him in her dream?

So, is there his in her heart?

Ye Wenming pursed his thin lips tightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed lightly, closed the door of the ward again, and walked to the bedside.

His fingers gently stroked her lips, "Do you really feel sorry for me? So have you ever thought about what you should make up for it?"

But she was still asleep, and the only thing that responded to him was the silence of that room.

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Zhuo Qianyun only felt that she had a long dream. She dreamed that the baby in her belly was afraid, as if she had a force to take the baby away from her side, and she tried her best to keep the baby.

Then, she dreamed of Xia Xi again, who was covered in wounds and wailing in pain. She wanted to get close, but was blocked by the overlapping black shadows.

Finally, she dreamed of Ye Wenming and all the past. Finally, Ye Wenming looked at her expressionlessly and said, "Zhuo Qianyun, do you regret it? As long as you say something wrong, I will forgive you."

She didn't regret it, but she wanted him to forgive her very much!

She didn't want him to blame her, hate her...

When Zhuo Qianyun slowly opened her eyes, what caught her eye was the darkness outside the window, the lights in the room, and the sofa sitting by the wall... Ye Wenming.

For a moment, Zhuo Qianyun couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
Chapter completed!