I'm wearing a book with Mr. Ba

Chapter 115 Dream Collapse
"Senior, senior!..."

Xia Anyue's voice was shrill, and regardless of her weak body after giving birth, she insisted on getting up from the hospital bed and struggling to get off.

Because she knew that Yan Jingyou was her last hope!
From the moment she knew that the child was Yan Jingyou, all the plans in her heart were related to Yan Jingyou, how could she just watch the last straw leave!

Yan Jingyou's footsteps paused, but it was only a pause. In the end, he didn't even look back, and left the place of right and wrong with the child in his arms.

Xia Anyue couldn't even get off the hospital bed, so she was pushed back by Luo Yunyang, regardless of the occasion, and slapped her in the face: "Bitch! Back then, you were a beggar who wanted to marry me, but now you have to get a marriage certificate." Now, you want to elope with other men in front of labor and management, do you really think that I am dead?"

Xia Anyue struggled and resisted, her nails scratched Luo Yunyang's face, and screamed: "Let me go! Don't stop me!"

This pair of resentful couples who have formed a big fight, this life is destined to be an endless situation.

Fu Shihan watched quietly for a moment, then turned around with a cold and sharp expression... Just know that they will all have a bad time.

As long as the Fu family is around, Luo Yunyang and Xia Anyue will never be able to turn around in this life.

——The only thing he did wrong was that he didn't calculate that Xia Anyue would be pregnant, and used the child as a bargaining chip to ask Luo Yunyang to help her deal with the aftermath.

That's why Xia Anyue was so confident, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and just killed his little Nuan.

Fu Shihan lowered his eyes suddenly, hiding all his emotions... It's been so long, it turns out that Xiao Nuan has been away from him for so long.

However, it seemed like it was just something that happened yesterday.

He made a wrong calculation, but lost Mu Chaonuan.

So what if she got revenge, that lively girl will never come back.

Fu Shihan suddenly felt that all this was meaningless.

From the inside out, his whole body showed a sense of dejection... There is no one to take revenge, so what should he live for next?

It would be great if... Xiaonuan's death was just a dream.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but he couldn't even draw a smile.

If this is just a dream...

With this completely impossible idea in mind, the moment he stepped out of the ward, Fu Shihan seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the sky, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling surged in his heart.

As if everything he experienced was really just a dream, as long as he opened his eyes, Mu Chaonuan would still be there, and this nightmare would end.

Behind him, Luo Yunyang and Xia Anyue wrestled into a ball.

But those screaming, cursing, sincere or false persuasion from others seemed to be sealed at that moment.

Their figures slowly stopped and blurred until they became the background.

Fu Shihan's face remained unchanged, and he took a step forward.

Snapped.

A sound like broken glass came from behind, other than that, the world was silent, as quiet as if he was the only one left.

Without pausing, Fu Shihan took the second and third steps, and the background wall that had solidified into an image behind him began to disintegrate with his steps.

The sound of the broken picture followed behind the man, not leaving him every step of the way. Wherever he went, he disappeared into nothingness.

When he walked out of the hospital, Fu Shihan looked at the moon hanging in the sky, his eyes were astonishingly bright: "It's all fake, right?"

So...Mu Chaonuan is not dead, right?
His mood suddenly brightened, and he showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time: "Mu Chaonuan, goodbye."

In response to him, his vision suddenly dimmed, and the world instantly collapsed.

　……

　　Well, this is back to reality, right...

　　I don't want to write today...

　　It's three o'clock, little fairies, don't wait, I probably won't write anymore, see you tomorrow~
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(End of this chapter)