When I think about my child, I fall into a state of despair and depression.

Miaomiao is adorable, all the children are adorable, but I've always avoided children and pregnant women because I don't want to be sad.

Since I've died twice and survived both times, I must live on, strive to live happily, and keep moving forward.

Luo Luo and Mu Ye have disappeared.

I wanted to go find them, but after taking only a few steps, Fu Yanshen hugged me tightly from behind again.

He buried his face in my neck, his warm breath brushing against my ear, his thin lips gently kissing the skin of my neck and shoulders, and a faint, indistinct sound emanating from deep within his throat.

Listen carefully, and you can hear "I'm sorry" over and over again.

I struggled weakly, but couldn't break free at all.

He tightened his grip again, "Qiao Qiao."

"After I came back, I wanted to live a good life with you... I'm sorry, I didn't know you were suffering, and I hurt you again... I won't treat you like that again, never again, I want to make it up to you..." His lips left my skin, and he murmured in a hoarse voice.

Every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, revealing immense sorrow and regret.

I believe he was telling the truth, but it didn't move me.

“Fu Yanshen, I don’t need your apologies. I just want you to stop bothering me. Have you ever thought that if you hadn’t bothered me and had asked me to go to London, I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant…”

He was clearly on his deathbed, yet he still seduced me, resulting in my pregnancy. That's incredibly irresponsible.

Upon hearing my words, his body visibly stiffened.

"I just want to live a good life, a life without you."

"I just want to get as far away from you as possible and keep moving forward."

"If you really feel sorry, then please stop bothering me. That's the best way to make amends to me."

"It took me a long time to get through this."

I turned to look at the blue sky, green trees, and sunshine outside the window, and calmly said to him.

Hearing my words, Fu Yanshen's arm gradually loosened, little by little.

Did he listen to what he said?

My words came from the bottom of my heart. When he disappeared, I felt that I was living a carefree life without him bothering me. After he came back, I knew that he had his reasons, and I was even more afraid that he would bother me, so I became even more ruthless towards him.

Fu Yanshen remained silent, and I gently broke free from him.

Just as I was about to take a step, he grabbed my wrist and lifted my hand up.

"Your hand is swollen. Sit down first, and I'll put an ice pack on it for you, okay?"

Fu Yanshen lowered his head, holding my right hand in his. He was looking at my red and swollen palm and asked in a gentle tone.

I knew that, given his crazy and obsessive nature, he wouldn't let me off easily.

Is it okay?...

Ha, what good would it do if I said no?

She simply didn't have the strength to resist him.

I let him help me walk to the sofa.

I sat down, leaned back into the sofa, and closed my eyes wearily.

A moment later, the sofa sank, and I opened my eyes.

Fu Yanshen sat down next to me, holding a block of ice wrapped in a towel in his hand. He turned his deep, handsome face to the side and looked at me. "It will be very cold at first, so keep that in mind."

As he spoke, he looked at me, slightly lost in thought.

His words suddenly reminded me of how he used to apply ice to my skin, always pressing down hard suddenly. I still remember that sudden cold sensation, and I instinctively wanted to pull my hand back.

I saw him hold the ice cube, slowly and gently approach my palm, and slowly press it against it.

The cool sensation gradually spread, slowly relieving the burning pain.

I was slightly taken aback.

"Are you thirsty? Your lips are very dry. Would you like some water?" He picked up a steaming glass from the coffee table and asked me.

I didn't say anything, took the cup from his hand, and took two sips myself.

To avoid him forcing me to drink water again.

"I'll have someone deliver food. What would you like to eat? You haven't had breakfast yet," he asked me again.

"Whatever," I replied indifferently, closing my eyes.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised lion's head meatballs, roast duck..." Fu Yanshen was on the phone, listing the dishes.

These are all dishes I love to eat.

But I'm not hungry at all.

"You should get some sleep first," he said gently after hanging up the phone.

As she spoke, she gently brushed aside the stray hairs on my cheek with her fingers, her fingertips lightly rubbing my skin. It tickled, and I turned my face away.

I am indeed very tired.

I haven't been this tired in a long time; I feel completely exhausted, both physically and mentally.

I closed my eyes, feeling very sleepy, but in a light sleep, half-awake and half-asleep.

In a daze, I felt very cold, but soon, a warm feeling enveloped me, and I slightly opened my eyelids.

There was a blanket covering their necks.

Through my blurry vision, the man half-squatted in front of me, holding my left hand, his thumb gently stroking the scar on my wrist.

Just as I was about to pull my hand back, he raised his face.

I was startled by his appearance.

The man's eyes were red-rimmed, his dark eyes glistening with tears, filled with tenderness and pain. He clenched his jaw so tightly that his jawbone seemed to break free from his thin skin.

I closed my eyes tightly.

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I had just fallen asleep and Luo Luo was watching over me.

"He's really gone?"

Luo Luo said that Fu Yanshen was gone, and I found it hard to believe.

"Yeah, he sent eight dishes, a soup, and several servings of rice, saying he wanted Muye and me to eat with him. He also said he was sorry for troubling me. He's suddenly being so polite to me, I'm not used to it. This guy," Luo Luo complained to me.

I was quite surprised to hear what Luo Luo said.

In particular, he even brought food for Makino.

"Luo Luo, I'm sorry, I really don't want to bring it up again..." I remembered something, held Luo Luo's hand, and hesitated to speak.

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