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Five hundred nine

't go up." Ye Feimo said, nodding with a warm understanding. She thought about who he might have made an appointment with. Ye Feimo gritted his teeth and looked at her.Wen warmly touched her face, but...509

This painting is somewhat eerie and unsettling.

Ye Fei Mo, holding a large bouquet of crimson roses, scared Xiao Wenjing. He stood in the silent night, with one street lamp illuminating them both; the other had inexplicably gone out, casting a dim and hazy light, making it hard to see clearly.

Lightning split the ink-colored sky, white light flashed, the combination of white, black, and red in this stormy weather was eerie and shocking. He stood there holding flowers in the pouring rain, like a devil come to claim a soul.

The light flickered, casting alternating patches of brightness and darkness. The atmosphere was further enhanced by the storm, making it eerily ominous.

Wen Jing ran out of the room, Wen Nuan was about to go back, Wen Jing hurriedly stopped her, "Sister, you quickly look outside, it's brother-in-law..."

The warm and quiet room was connected, both windows overlooking the outside. Warm felt his heart pounding as he heard her say this, on a day like this with such heavy rain, would he really be standing in it calling her

What should you do if something goes wrong

She hurriedly ran to the window of the room to look down, but there was nothing. She could only vaguely see a rose falling on the ground, trampled by the rain. Her heart felt cold. Wen Jing exclaimed in surprise, "Brother-in-law is gone I just saw him."

Warmth walked out with an umbrella, the rain was falling heavily, creating a hazy scene where nothing could be seen clearly. Warmth looked at the red rose, battered by the raindrops, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Not ink.

He just got here, he really did come.

The warm hand trembled slightly, the umbrella fell to the ground, and the rain mercilessly beat down on her. She was so cold. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the raindrops were icy. Feimo, are you feeling this way standing outside

Helpless, vulnerable, desperately needing a hug, but being pushed away harshly.

Have you ever felt such despair

Warming herself, she crouched down, hugging herself tightly as tears streamed down her face, staring at the roses on the ground.

She doesn't deserve to own roses that aren't black.

You don't deserve it!

Wen Jing rushed out with an umbrella, wanting to help her back, but Wen Nuan shook her head and refused the shelter. She wanted to experience the taste of waiting and despair in the heavy rain from Fei Mo, even though there was nothing in the world that could truly understand what she was going through.

But she still wanted to empathize with him, even a little bit.

The next day, Wenwen got sick.

She had a high fever, her whole body was cold, she huddled in the blankets shivering, both of Wen Jia's parents were not at home. Wen Jing came up to call Wen Nuan to get up after cooking at noon and only then discovered that she had fainted from the fever. In a hurry, she called Fang Liucheng and together they sent Wen Nuan to the hospital.

Fangliu City asked about the details, and Wen Jing didn't hide anything. Fangliu City felt both heartache and self-blame, but mostly helplessness.

He thought the warmth was because of the scandal and the child's matter, he had to divorce Ye Fei Mo. About this matter, Wen Nuan always said it didn't matter to him, but seeing Wen Nuan and Ye Fei Mo like this, he felt very uncomfortable and distressed.

Wen Wan didn't wake up until late afternoon. Wen Jing and Fang Liu Cheng accompanied her at the hospital. Her fever had subsided, but her throat was very uncomfortable, coughing constantly, and she felt dizzy. After waking up for a while, Wen Wan sipped some porridge and fell asleep again.

She broke out in a sweat during the night and slept restlessly, yet she didn't want to wake up. Her parents, Mom Wen and Dad Wen, came over to check on her, but Wen Nu had no feeling. In her dream, she was constantly tormented by blood-stained butterflies. She screamed miserably, repeatedly calling out, lost in pain and unable to find a way out.

Next, she dreamt of Ye Fei Mo again.

Ye Fei Mo stood in the rain, emotionless. He coldly looked at her, and with a flick of his wrist, the divorce agreement flew into her face. Ye Fei Mo said flatly, "You want a divorce I'll grant you one..." You, such a woman, don't deserve my love.

In her dream, Ye Fei Mo's merciless gaze suffocated her. Even though Wen Nuan didn't want to wake up, she suddenly opened her eyes. Only then did she realize that even in dreams, there could be pain, pain that could make you wake up…

Not ink……

Not ink...

When she woke up, the sky was almost dawn. There were not many people in the ward. Her mouth was dry and warm. She got up by herself to pour water and drink it. Then she couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she just stared blankly until dawn.

She was hospitalized, and Fang Liucheng kept it under wraps. The media had no idea.

At this point, she didn't care about the media anymore.

When dawn broke, Mama Wen came to see her. The mother and daughter chatted for a while, then Mama Wen went to prepare lunch. Tang Man Dong and Chen Xue Ru came to visit together, but they didn't stay long. By noon, Ye Fei Mo arrived...

When he arrived, Fang Liu Cheng was in the hospital ward with her. Seeing that she wasn't feeling well, Fang Liu Cheng wanted to cheer her up, so he told some heartwarming stories from their time in high school. Wen Nuan had no idea Fang Liu Cheng knew so much about her, even the small details.

He also told her about a few friends they both knew. One of them was a senior from her university, who was also Fang Liucheng's classmate. He had already gotten married, to a warm woman who was from the same class as him in high school. She listened and thought that life was truly full of surprises.

Fate is a really strange thing.

"They definitely didn't expect us to be in this situation today," Warmth smiled, saying this as Ye Fei Mo just stood at the door watching them. His gaze was cold, making Warmth feel a chill from her feet to her heart.

Fang Liu City saw the situation, made an excuse to go and help her get hot water, withdrew from the ward, and gave the space to the two of them.

Ye Fei Mo came in, Wen Nuan glanced at him warmly and then lowered her head. She was afraid that if she looked for too long, it would reveal the pain in her heart, and let him see through her thoughts. Ye Fei Mo was originally a sensitive person.

Even with her excellent acting skills, she's insignificant in his eyes.

"Because of the curse, you're so heartless to leave me" Ye Fei Mo asked in a deep voice. He had long sensed that Wen Nuan's recent days were off. In fact, he should have thought about it earlier because of the curse that Wen Nuan would go to Athens. She wanted to leave him, mostly because of the curse.

He was so bothered by her emotions that he ignored some blind spots.

Calmly tidying up her emotions, she gave a light smile, "Ye Fei Mo, the moment I knew about the miscarriage, I wanted a divorce. When you said I wasn't as good as Han Bi, I wanted a divorce again. This has nothing to do with a curse. You think I really believe in such empty and illusory things It's the age of science, who wants to believe in curses. This marriage, I am really tired, aren't you tired"

"I'm tired too," Ye Feimo said blankly, as if he were back when they first met. He said, "I'm very tired, but I'm willing. It's warm, you understand my willingness"

She understands, how could she not.

She was tired, but she was willing, wouldn't she understand

If she can understand, that's fine. She would rather not.herself taller. After a day of walking, her feet couldn't take it anymore."You really deserve this, getting yourself dressed up so high all the time, aren't you tired""Who let you guys grow so tall" G...

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