end of marriage

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However, it's too late.

Zhou Luoyan still saw the pregnancy test sheet, but An Mo snatched the sheet into his hands with quick eyesight, but he didn't see the time on it.

"You..." Zhou Luoyan looked at An Mo incredulously, "Brother, are you...pregnant?"

An Mo's face was pale, and he didn't answer him.

"When did it happen?" Zhou Luoyan recovered from his surprise, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He was afraid that An Mo's body would not be able to take it that day, so he didn't have a knot and made him pregnant, and the only time that knots formed, An Mo took medicine again.

So, how could he be pregnant...

Or, the medicine didn't help?

Yes, the medicine An Mo took didn't have any effect, so he must have been pregnant with his child at that time.

They had a child, they must have had a child.

Zhou Luoyan walked to An Mo's side in a panic, held his hand, eager to confirm something, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother, you...are you—"

"No!" An Mo met his frightened and flustered eyes and interrupted him.

He has already decided to end this deformed and painful relationship with Zhou Luoyan. If Zhou Luoyan finds out that he is pregnant with his child, they will be entangled no matter what.

An Mo didn't know how long he could keep it a secret, but at this moment, when he wanted to say goodbye to Zhou Luoyan, he would definitely not let him know about it.

Zhou Luoyan was stunned for several minutes, unable to digest An Mo's words at all. After a while, he smiled, his lips trembling: "Brother...hehe, Brother Mo, you can run away, I can find you anyway... ...But, words—" Zhou Luoyan suppressed the trembling in his voice, "You can't talk nonsense."

An Mo closed his eyes deeply, lowered his head and stroked his stomach, as if he was drawing some strength. He knew that he wanted to leave Zhou Luoyan, let Zhou Luoyan give up on him, and stop entanglement.

He was probably too tired and there was nothing else he could do.

He couldn't convince himself to trust Zhou Luoyan again. He loved him, but he was also afraid of getting hurt. He couldn't afford to be favored and hurt repeatedly like this.

He was too timid, and he didn't have the extra energy to maintain this flawed marriage.

Letting go is their only relief.

There's always someone going to be the ruthless bad guy.

So, An Mo seemed to be calm, but despaired to the extreme, and said, "Zhou Luoyan, it's not your child. I have been taking medicine during my pregnancy, and I also took medicine when you only got knots—this, you are not Do you know that too?"

"You never wanted a child, how could I be pregnant with your child?"

Zhou Luoyan's eyes were bloodshot: "No...brother, no, that's our child, are you lying?"

An Mo opened his mouth, but Zhou Luoyan immediately interrupted him, shaking his head vigorously: "You're lying..."

"An Mo, you are lying to me!"

"Tell me, this is our child!"

"Please, you... quickly say..."

Zhou Luoyan's madness came up again, he squeezed An Mo's wrist tightly: "I'll take you to investigate, let's go to the hospital, this must be our child..."

"Definitely is!!"

An Mo shook off his hand vigorously and stopped in place.

Zhou Luoyan turned around in astonishment, looked at him, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry: "Brother..."

"Brother, please... I... I was wrong. I was a bastard that day, and my mind was not clear, so I treated you like that..."

"sorry Sorry sorry."

Countless knives were 'pierced' into An Mo's heart, and it hurt terribly.

At this moment, he wanted to hug Zhou Luoyan.

But reason eventually prevailed.

What's the use, what's the use, Zhou Luoyan might like him, but, what's the use?

Between them, Ji Qing was separated by layers of obstacles, the more he tried to eliminate them, the more thorns and poisons would grow.

And the knot that was buried deep in his heart finally broke out, piercing the soft spot in his heart sharply.

He just likes himself, but not in love.

Like can be sympathy, gratitude, love is the bond that maintains a relationship.

They don't have this bond.

He finally hardened his heart: "Zhou Luoyan, you are indeed unconscious. Are you stupid? What are you going to do in the hospital? Do you have to extract the facts again and sprinkle another pinch of salt on the wound? "

The strings in Zhou Luoyan's heart snapped, and he looked at An Mo in shock.

And An Mo's eyes were so serious, cruel to the point of seriousness.

Zhou Luoyan suddenly felt that he had lost.

In this relationship with An Mo, he has long lost his dominance.

An Mo... his heart is as hard as iron.

He hates himself.

He never loved or pitied himself at all.

Since when did he lose so thoroughly?

that riot.

That's when An Mo blocked the gun for him.An Mo thought that he had paid off his debts, so he began to seal his heart little by little, thinking that he would not owe him anything, and wanted to leave him.

He had already lost.

Zhou Luoyan pulled out an absurd smile that was uglier than crying. Yes, An Mo was right, he really didn't dare to go to the hospital.

An Mo's eyes, An Mo's determination are the answer.He didn't dare to confirm anything again, pulled out the knife stuck in his chest, and mended it again, dripping with blood.

He dare not.

He just let go of An Mo's hand suddenly, and looked at him with despair, with the last rationality, and with deep pain.

An Mo's eyes were hot, he turned his head away, not daring to look at Zhou Luoyan more.

The man's eyes are too dangerous and painful, if he looks at it for a second longer, An Mo will betray himself, break through the weak line of defense again, and continue the entangled relationship.

He admitted that he was cowardly and selfish.

When he finally had expectations for Zhou Luoyan again and wanted to repair their relationship, Zhou Luoyan hurt him again.

He wanted to give him to someone else, and he tortured and forced him like crazy in his repeated requests.

An Mo should have been disheartened by now.

Zhou Luoyan came back, he didn't give him to others, but that just belonged to an Alpha's possessive desire for his substitute.

Nothing else.

If it was Ji Qing, would he do this?

When Zhou Luoyan locked him in the hotel room alone, An Mo thought so.

He will not.

Sensitivity during pregnancy, the depression of being alone in a strange city these days, and Zhou Luoyan's tight pressing made An Mo's boiling emotions surge out, forcing him to do the last thing that pushed them to a dead end. choose.

——When Zhou Luoyan put his hand on his heart, wanting him to know how much pain he had, so as to tell him the truth and give him an answer that would bring him back to life with reason and faith, An Mo snapped The man's only reason left.

Zhou Luoyan was clutching at straws, and showed a smile uglier than crying: "Brother, tell me, you are pregnant with our child, please, tell me, you were angry with me just now, please, brother, I am so happy It hurts, you feel sorry for me, tell me, you are lying to me..."

But An Mo was not what he wanted, and answered him word by word: "Zhou Luoyan, I didn't lie to you."

"I will not conceive your child."