The CEO is cold during the day and wants to feed the baby at night.

Chapter 139
Yan Zichen noticed that something was wrong with the woman in the water.He began to breathe heavily, threw the shower on the floor, and reached out to fish it out violently.

The moment his hand touched the water, his brows were furrowed.

Yan Zichen picked her up and rushed out of the bathroom.

An Yinluo, An Yinluo...

With a trembling voice, Yan Zichen put her on the bed and wrapped her body with a quilt.

He reached out and patted her cold face gently.

"An Yinluo, An Yinluo." After patting several times, An Yinluo didn't frown, and even her thick wing-like eyelashes didn't tremble.

It was not at all the same as the previous reaction in country F.

Compared with her who kept trembling and screaming cold back then, she at this moment is more like a cold dead body.

Yan Zichen couldn't control it, and tried it under her breath with trembling fingers.

What about consciousness?What about breathing?
"An Yinluo, An Yinluo..." Yan Zichen yelled her name desperately.

What happened to me?are you crazy?How could you treat her like this.

It's so crazy.

Yan Zichen clasped her chest with his left hand, clasped his left with his right hand, once or twice...

After a dozen times, there was no response from the woman.

Yan Zichen took a deep breath, peeled off her cold and purple lips with his jade fingers, and performed artificial respiration on her.

He repeated cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration again and again.

I don't know how many times I tried.

His hands were trembling, his lips were numb, and he was trembling up and down.

"An Yinluo, An Yinluo, you can't die, you can't die. I don't allow you to die, you can't die."

Yan Zichen knelt on the bed, wrapped her arms around her body, and screamed heart-piercingly.

no no.I was wrong, I was really wrong.

You wake me up.You can scold me or hit me when you wake up.

Yes, I'm an asshole.I can't forget that Lan Xin still wants to provoke you.

What happened to a handkerchief?Dirty, just dirty.

How can I be such an asshole.An Yinluo, please, please.You wake me up.

Yan Zichen's bloodthirsty eyes were piercing with coldness.

He put her on the bed and repeated CPR and artificial respiration.

Until the last ray of hope in his heart was shattered, he knelt down on his knees, put his head on the bed, and cried bitterly in despair.

I was wrong, really wrong.Damn me.

Yan Zichen raised his face violently, and slapped himself wildly.

For what, for what!
Yan Zichen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and staggered straight to the room full of memories.

For what?I can't forget why I still provoke her.

Think of all the memories about An Yinluo.

Thinking of the woman who was still passionate about him last night.Now, like ice, lying there motionless.

Endless self-blame and regret welled up in my heart.

Yan Zichen, I want to eat this shrimp, you grill it for me.

Yan Zichen, when I finish filming this TV series, our family of five will go on a trip, okay?

Yan Zichen, I have never been in a relationship, and I have never liked anyone before, so I don't know anything about dating.In the future, no matter who is at fault when we quarrel, I hope you can tolerate me and spoil me.Don't kill me.

Yan Zichen, if you have to die hand in hand with only one person, I hope that you will be the one who will accompany me to the end.

An Yinluo, I provoked you and paid you by mistake in the end.You give me back, the most damned person is me.

Yan Zichen picked up the chair in the room and smashed it at the photo frame on the wall.

He squatted down, ignored the smashed glass fragments, grabbed the photo and frantically tore it apart.

He grabbed not only photos, but also shards of glass.

As the photo was torn apart bit by bit, a large amount of bright red blood flowed out from the palm of the hand and dripped onto the floor.

Yan Zichen tore all the photos to shreds, which was not enough.

Standing up and swinging the chair towards the room, all the memories belonging to him and Kong Lanxin were smashed.

Not long after he left, An Yinluo spit out a large amount of water from his mouth and coughed a few times.After breathing slowly resumed, she opened her eyes.

An Yinluo lay on the pillow, breathing heavily.

What's wrong?how do I?How come there is a breath of death.

The bedroom door was open, and the door to the outer bedroom was also open.

She vaguely heard the sound of smashing.

An Yinluo's eyes were tightly knit.

What just happened?How does it feel to be in icy water.

When she was dying of consciousness, she saw Yan Zichen showering her with a shower.

Yes, that's not a dream, it's more like reality than a dream.

An Yinluo reached out to stroke the wig.The wig was still wet.There is also a trace of ~ naked body, extremely cold.

These signals told her that it was not a dream just now.

But, why did Yan Zichen treat him like that.

An Yinluo didn't understand.She licked her cold lips.

The faint sound of smashing came again.Accompanied by the roar of the man.

What's going on here?In the end what happened?
An Yinluo desperately remembered.

How did I provoke a man, why did he go crazy.Why abuse yourself like this.

A burst of coldness hit her, and her body kept shaking.

She closed her eyes tightly, her upper and lower teeth chattering.

so cold.It's really freezing.

An Yinluo pulled up the quilt.

She faintly heard footsteps.

Is it Yan Zichen?
He is back?

Was it him who made the roaring and smashing noises just now?
It's him!

She will remember the faint scent of tobacco on his body even after she dies.

pat, pat...

what sound is this.

The sound of water drops falling on the ground?

An Yinluo is cold and creepy.

She was just about to open her eyes when she heard the sound of a lighter.

pat~

Then, a strong smell of tobacco filled the room.

What is he doing~ I'm already like this, does he still want to smoke beside my bed?
Yan Zichen's bloody fingers held the cigarette tremblingly.

His eyes were dim, staring at the pale face on the bed.

He suddenly realized.Compared with the guilt and self-blame that he killed her.

What hurt him even more was that he would lose her.

Every minute and every second after that, I could no longer feel her breathing.

Can't touch her body temperature.

There was no more hug to make him feel at ease.

An Yinluo, I was wrong~ I admitted my mistake, can you forgive me, can you wake up?

"An Yinluo, why are people so cheap.

Living will never know how to cherish.

Only when you lose, do you realize how much you love me.

Since when did I love you.I can't even tell myself.

"Yan Zichen let his stabbed hands bleed profusely.

Let the cigarettes at your fingertips run out.

He choked up, swallowing the unbearable pain.

"I admit that I love you.

I admit it's not just because you're drunk that I'm mad at you. "Yan Zichen sniffed and sneered.

"I'm so obsessed with ghosts, I'm jealous of that man. When I heard you calling him brother, I was inexplicably angry.

You can call me an asshole.

Yeah, I'm just a real big asshole.

I shouldn't have provoked you, let alone love you.

That room was my forbidden place all these years.

I don't know why you opened it, why you destroyed the last token she left me.

Just a handkerchief, just a fucking handkerchief.

I'm so crazy, I literally lost my mind.

An Yinluo, I now say that I was wrong.

As long as you can wake up, if you beat me, scold me, or kill me, I will never say no.

As long as you can wake up.Let me die, I'm willing to die. "

After Yan Zichen finished speaking, the exhausted cigarette fell off from his fingertips.

(End of this chapter)