She will not resist, will not reject, and will not subconsciously avoid...

Luo Xiaowei raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling bitter and hard to swallow in his throat. She could never face him like before, and could never smile at him, calling him Brother Luo...

Even if there is poison in the body, it is completely different.

I really can't go back.

He is no longer her family, no longer a shoulder she can rely on... For her, he must be nothing, right?

It has nothing to do with Mo Nanjue or love. She isolated him from her world. He regretted it, but no matter how much he chased him, he couldn't get in.

It's not her fault.

Luo Xiao never blamed her. He blamed himself, blamed himself for doing something wrong, blamed himself for not being able to get out, and blamed himself for not being able to let go...

He hasn't let it go yet.

He still loved her... he couldn't extricate himself, and he fell deeper and lost his nature.

Luo Xiao choked, his eyes were wet and his vision was blurred. He did not walk over again, but leaned against the wall for a long time without moving.

Mo Beiyan sat outside the operating room with Tong Ran. The night was already deep, and thin moonlight sprinkled in from the window. No one could fall asleep at this time. Waiting was the most difficult, but it was also the most promising.

Tong Ran turned his head and looked at the man, "Is Huanhuan... in prison now?"

Mo Beiyan put his legs on his back and nodded casually when he heard this, "Yes."

"Why did you get her into prison?" Tong Ranxiu frowned, "She must not be able to bear..."

"She is Xie Yanghua's daughter."

"..." Tong Ran was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, "What?"

Mo Beiyan closed his eyes lightly, and he raised his head slightly, "Master Ran, I don't want to say this."

“…”

Tong Ran frowned, but did not ask again. Mo Beiyan came to his side and leaned his head against her shoulder.

Tong Ran knew that he must be feeling bad.

"I don't think I'm wrong," after a long time, Mo Beiyan suddenly spoke. He did not look up or open his eyes. "I think even if I'm wrong, I can't turn my head back."

"You..." Tong Ran's slender fingers passed through his hair, and she turned her head slightly, "Do you love Huanhuan?"

"I have no idea."

Mo Beiyan's shoulders trembled and laughed very lightly, "How do you love? I killed Xie Yanghua with my own hands, and Yun Xue killed Mo Wenbin's tombstone. There was no love... She hated me, and I should hate her."

“…”

Tong Ran hugged his head with both hands, "Don't say that, in life, there are some things that are helpless, Huanhuan must know..."

"Our child is gone, she's aborted."

“…”

Tong Ran opened his eyes wide in surprise, and Mo Beiyan's five fingers on her shoulder tightened his hands, "Just like when I thought I loved you, but later I found out that it was not love. I treated you as the only warmth. I think you can give me a home... I used to think that I love you. Don't shout pain. I think she can give me a home... But it's still broken. Master Ran, I don't want to love anymore. I don't. I mess up every time..."

"Mo Beiyan..."

"Maybe it's not suitable for me. There is nothing wrong with being alone. Anyway, with you and Jue, I don't want to get married again, nor do I look for women anymore. I swear I won't look for them again... Really, I swear I won't look for them in my life."

"It's not that you are not suitable for..."
Chapter completed!