Chapter 631: Emotionally Out Of Control

“Ah…” She let out a scream.

She suddenly sat up, her heart beating fast and her face red all over.

However, there was only darkness before her eyes, no little girl, no beautiful woman and no school. In front of her, there was nothing else but darkness.

He Xiyan stroked her forehead and found that her forehead was already sweating all over, so were her hands.

She quickly turned on the light in the room, and soon everything in the room came into her eyes clearly.

Simple furniture and household appliances, that was her temporary residence.

She figured out that everything she had just experienced was simply a dream.

But for her, such dream was incomparably real.

Her child called the other woman mom, not even knowing her at all.

Thinking of all that happened in the dream, He Xiyan sat beside the bed and touched her face with her hand. Soon, the tears came uncontrollably out of her eyes. Under the light, her face turned extremely pale.

Although it was only a dream, she knew as well that one day such dream would probably come true. Whether it was Ye Hao or Mo Yixuan, they would get remarried sooner or later and her children would have new mothers.

Her babies were still so young. Not only Xixi would forget her, she thought, Yuanyuan would no longer remember her in a short time.

Whether she liked to admit it or not, she indeed lost her two children at this moment.

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“Ah…”

Thinking of this terrible ending, He Xiyan shook her hair vigorously and let out a horrible scream again, in a loud voice. She got out of bed, and then, as if provoked, she began to throw all the things in the room, the noodles, fruits, quilts and pillows she had bought in the evening.

The room was filled with the sound of cracking for a long time.

Soon, the neat and clean room was messed up by her, too horrible to have a look.

At this time, she seemed to be a lunatic who could not control her emotions.

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At the same time, the castle which she used to live in was very quiet, with only the sound of a man’s breathing audible.

Ye Hao sat on the balcony of the third floor, holding an unfinished cigarette in his hand. The ash fell directly onto the ground.

It was more than 11 o’clock at night, but he didn’t feel sleepy at all. He just sat on the balcony, watching the drizzling rain outside.

Eyes fixed on the dim street lamp in the distance and the broad road outside the castle for more than one hour, he, however, seemed not to feel exhausted at all.

How many nights had they spent together sitting in the sofa on this balcony, watching the rain, the snow, the stars and the moon? He did not know how many nights they had been here to wait for the birth of their child and to take care of their child together.

Nevertheless, now he was still here, and so was Xixi, but Yuanyuan was not here, and nor was she.

Ye Hao dropped the burnt cigarette end. As if something occurring to him, he suddenly closed his eyes, hiding the pain and annoyance bursting out of his eyes.

It was the first time that he had returned to the castle after divorce. The house where they used to live together, their home. Unfortunately, the house was still there, but the family was broken.

The cell phone lay quietly beside him. There was no response to the dozens of messages he had sent out, and the call he made had never went through.