Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Where did I spend, who have I touched besides you?" Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao with complicated eyes.

"So I deserve to be unlucky and be entangled by you. Would you like to accompany you from hell? I want a quiet and peaceful life. I don’t like you enough to let me be with you Going through danger, in other words, I still don’t love you enough, so I decided not to love you last night, and we broke up.” Shui Miaomiao said resolutely.

Shen Mochen looked at her incomprehensibly, narrowed her eyes suspiciously and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

"The truth is truer than gold. I have thought clearly. I don't want you anymore. If you still have a little compassion for me, just let me go and don't come to me." Shui Miao Miao twisted her eyebrows and said, walked to the door, opened the door, and looked at the air indifferently.

Shen Mochen walked up to her and looked at her condescendingly.

Shui Miaomiao didn't look up, didn't dare to look up, afraid that she would be reluctant to see him for a moment.

She was reluctant to kill him.

"Did something happen to you?" Shen Mochen asked softly.

"Yes, something happened!" Shui Miaomiao said, clenching her fists and pinching her nails into the flesh. She didn't feel pain, and looked up at Shen Mochen coldly.

"Yesterday, I had been dreaming. I dreamed that the knife above my head had cut my neck. I died very miserably. After my death, what should I do with Yan Yan, what should my father do, what should my mother do? I keep thinking about these. The problem, and repeated this terrible dream.

Shen Mochen, let me go, I don’t want to live a life of fear, I will collapse. "Shui Miaomiao pleaded."

Shen Mochen looked deeply into her red eyes, and asked dumbly, "Are you sure you want me to give you up?"

Shui Miaomiao nodded, "sure, certain, and affirmative."

"I know." Shen Mochen turned around and walked to the room.

At that moment, she felt that his figure was so lonely, tears burst out of her eyes, covered her lips, and turned her back.

After a while, Shen Mochen came out of the door carrying his luggage.

She didn't have to look back, she knew he was behind.

Shui Miaomiao did not want to look back, let him see her reluctance, pain and sadness.

When Shen Mochen passed her, she turned around again, always facing him with her back.

Shen Mochen stopped and looked deeply at her decisive back. There was a hole in her heart poked by a needle, and blood flowed out with temperature.

He doesn't care about anyone, he is indifferent, and he believes that he will never be hurt.

But now, he clearly felt the pain in his heart. When he breathed, even his breath felt like a blade, cutting his arrogance and shaving his proud bones.

The blood began to freeze, coldness invaded, and the whole body was cold.

"Miao Miao." Shen Mochen shouted softly.

Helpless and heartache.

Shui Miaomiao had already burst into tears, how should she return to him, fearing that a choking voice would betray her emotions.

She really wanted to accompany him to face the difficulties and obstacles, accompanied him when he was the most difficult, and by his side when he was the most lonely.

However, once she is wayward, who will pay for Shen Mochen's life.

She felt that he was out of the house and heard the sound of his car. Shui Miaomiao squatted on the ground and howled to cry.

She knew that what she lost today was her favorite.