Chapter 572: Tragedy

ochen to kindly let her sleep on the bed, and she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with Fu Mochen either.It's only been a few days, and it still hasn't dried completely after a week of washingLin...Little Lin Jin walked to her mother's side, looked up at her young mother, and corrected earnestly, "Mom, I am Jin, Lin Jin."

Liu Fengqing seemed not to hear her voice, and said softly, "Ruochu, Mom wants to tell you something, Mom and Dad are getting a divorce, who do you want to stay with"

Lin Jinran remembered that when she was five years old, Liu Fengqing did not hide the fact that her parents were divorced. Instead, she seriously asked her who she wanted to follow.

She could clearly remember how she had painfully asked why they had to divorce, if it wasn't possible not to.

The mother apologized to her, saying she couldn't change anything, and she chose her mother while crying.

"Ruochu, I'm sorry, Mom."

Lin Jinran really wanted to say, no, she didn't feel sorry for her. In this matter, her mother wasn't the one who made a mistake.

Reaching out, Lin Jinran wanted to touch his mother's cheek and feel her warmth. His fingers passed through Liu Fengqing's cheek as if it were something intangible.

Lin Jinran's eyes widened in alarm, as if startled awake by a dream.

She was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water again. The exhaustion in her body did not lessen because of the medicine; instead, it worsened.

Lin Jinran threw back the covers, took up his pills and swallowed two more, then lay down again, closing his eyes. A faint creaking sound echoed in the silent room as a door opened slightly.

A shiver ran down my spine involuntarily. Opening the bedroom door, it seemed there was only one person in there.

As if answering her guess, familiar footsteps approached, accompanied by the man's familiar scent.

He stopped at the bedside, Lin Jinran held his breath and pretended to sleep, his fingers under the quilt clenched tightly.

In less than a minute, footsteps walked toward the bathroom, and the sound of running water could be faintly heard.

Slowly, closed eyelids fluttered open. Lin Jinran looked through the frosted glass with a complicated expression, his face contorted in pain.

He is back.

He huddled closer to the edge of the bed, Lin Jinran trying his best to stay away from the center of the mattress, clutching the blankets tightly.

Fu Mo Han emerged from the bathroom, his body still damp. He glanced at the woman curled up in bed and raised an eyebrow slightly.

He threw back the covers and lay down on the bed. Fu Mochen reached out and snuffed out the bedside lamp, plunging the room back into darkness.

In the silent room, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard, unusually clear.

Lin Jin yan's fingers tightened around the quilt, she didn't make a sound. She could clearly hear the breathing of the man behind her, gradually becoming steady, as if he had fallen asleep.

After a while, hearing no more sounds, she relaxed her guard and slowly turned to see what was happening.

In a flash, a pair of large hands clasped her waist and pulled her towards the man's chest. Lin Jinran gasped, and instantly found herself pressed against Fu Mochen's side.

"Don't move, or I can't guarantee what I'll do."

Fu Mo's cold eyes were closed, his words leaving no room for argument.

Lin Jinran believes that Fu Mokhan will definitely keep his word.

Even though she didn't want to, Fu Mo Han pulled Lin Ruochu's arm into his embrace and could only endure it silently.

Light, gentle breaths rising and falling, like the most effective lullaby.

Whether it was the effect of the medicine or Lin Jinran's body being too weary, no matter how much he tried to stay awake, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier until he eventually fell asleep.

Clutching his arm, she tightened her grip once more, as if instinctively, she leaned into Fu Mo'han's embrace.

Lin Jinran slept for almost twelve hours, and after waking up, his fever subsided, and he felt a little more energetic.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the man beside me sound asleep. His eyes were dark with bruises, and even in his sleep, his brow was still furrowed.

She stared silently for a long while, her emotions gradually being replaced by sadness.

Falling in love with the wrong person was destined to bring her tragedy.other, not like that Lin Fang girl. She looks like her father."The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly and looked at Lin Jinran apologetically. "Sorry, my mom often does this."Lin Jinran seemed to ha...