Big brother, let's spell a marriage

Traffic, looking at the crazy man in the middle of the road, no one dared to scold. Instead, he took the initiative to change the lane and walk around him.

I feel that if I provoke such a madman, I'll probably be beaten into a pig's head directly. Just as Han Junli roared to vent his inner pain, a burst of thunder suddenly rolled in. Then came the pouring rain.

It seems that the sky is also responding to his Xuanqi. The clattering rain is drenched on him. The rain and thunder want to devour his cry, but his heart is so uncomfortable that even on such a rainy night, people around him can still feel his painful groans.

Han Junli ran to the roadside and came to a big tree. Vent constantly with their own doubles, playing on the solid trees. That kind of powerlessness and entanglement made him want to hurt himself.

He wanted revenge. It was cheap to find that bastard, but he didn't even know who the other party was.

He wanted to destroy the disgrace, but he couldn't do it. That was Tang Mengyao's only child in his life. He didn't want to watch her cry.

He wanted to kneel in front of Tang Mengyao to repent, but his pale face had made him unable to hurt any more.

He can't seem to do anything. He was completely at a loss except for two strange screams in the pouring rain and taking out his anger at the dead tree in front of him.

He can't love this child, but he can't live without Yao Yao. How can he choose and how can he let them continue?

At the beginning, Tang Mengyao gave him a way to live, took the initiative to leave and buried the truth of all this, but where was he willing to let go, pestered her and forced her, so he could only explain the truth. But the cruel truth is really not acceptable to him.

He once scolded Tang Mengyao for being selfish, but at this moment, he found that he was the selfish man. Because he really hopes that he doesn't know the truth of all this.

His favorite woman was raped because of his negligence. Her favorite woman, the only chance to get pregnant, gave birth to the child of the rapist.

No, he can't accept it.

Han Junli hit the tree in front of him again hard and quickly, as if he had regarded it as a sandbag. However, his hand was not wearing a sheath, and the tree was not a sandbag. It's solid wood.

His hands had already been covered with blood, but Han Junli didn't feel any pain. He would rather the lightning and thunder sparks in the sky directly split him than live with regret and guilt.

Since he learned his identity, he told himself that he would only marry one woman all his life, and that woman must be deeply loved by himself. If he can't marry her, he'd rather spend it alone.

He also often fantasized that he would give birth to many children with their blood with his favorite woman, making the whole family full of laughter, but he never had this opportunity again.

Why did a life experience he hated most breed in Tang Mengyao's stomach, but he couldn't hurt him. What is he going to do? How can we accept all this calmly?

He wants to hold Tang Mengyao in his arms again and comfort her well. He wants to love what she loves, even the child who is not related by his blood. However, he can't really have no heart.

The man who raped Yao Yao really hates him, just as he hates himself deeply

I don't know how long Han Junli fell into the rain even if he was as strong as an ox. At the moment he fell, the pouring rain stopped like that.

Yan fennel slowly came to him and looked at a pair of shapeless hands. The bottom of his heart was also so uncomfortable.

It is estimated that no man can bear such pain. The more deeply you love, the more uncomfortable it is.

However, no matter how hard it was, he still had to hold back.

Yan Hui took Han Junli back to the hospital and arranged it in the ward. When Tang Mengyao woke up, her first problem was to worry about her children.

Yan fennel quickly appeased“ Don't get excited. The child is still there. It's just too fragile. You must protect her well. "

Tang Mengyao was relieved to hear that the child was still there. On the long eyelashes, there were tears again.

Tang Mengyao looked at Yan fennel and asked softly, "where is he?" Why is she not by her side? She misses him and wants to feel his temperature. It seems that only when he is by her side can her heart be comforted.

Yan fennel was silent for a long time and slowly said, "last night, he was caught in a little rain and fainted. Now he is resting in the ward..."

"How could he..." Tang Mengyao was a little excited. Yan fennel hurried forward and warned her again“ Mengyao, don't move. I didn't scare you this time. If the child is hurt again, even the immortal Luo can't save him. "

Tang Mengyao immediately calmed down, gently stroked her little belly and blinked her eyes. Looking at Yan fennel, waiting for his explanation.

Yan Hui doesn't know how to deceive a person, but he knows very well that if Tang Mengyao is told that Han Junli already knows the truth, she will not be able to stand it.

I began to regret my impulse yesterday. He shouldn't have told Han Junli the truth. At least yesterday was not a good opportunity.

Tang Mengyao now hopes that someone will be around her and give her good encouragement and support, and the person she is most eager for is Han Junli. Can he step into this ward again when his heart knot is not untied?

And as he is now, I'm afraid Tang Mengyao will guess the truth with only one face to face.

Therefore, he can only say faintly, "he blamed himself for not taking good care of you, so he made a ventilation, hurt his hand, got caught in the rain, and fainted. I went to see him. He's all right, but he's still asleep. Later, I think he'll come to see you. "

Whether Han Junli will come or not is really uncertain. He is too tangled. For a time, it is estimated that it is difficult to face Tang Mengyao. While loving her, I'm more afraid that he will excite her.

Han Junli, what will he choose?

"You are very weak now. Have a good rest. I'll come and see you later."

Yan Hui nodded at her, and Tang Mengyao could only answer in a low voice. She was really tired. Although she was full of doubts in her heart, she also knew that nothing was as important as keeping the child.

When Han Junli woke up, Yan Hui was sitting next to him. Looking at the white decoration in the room, Han Junli lost all his anger for a moment.