: Day 18 You are the murderer who killed that child

At the same time, Fu Haochen glanced at the vibrating mobile phone screen, his eyes darkened, put down his chopsticks, squeaked, pulled the chair away, and got up from his position.
Holding the phone, the man walked out and asked nervously into the microphone, "What's wrong? Did something happen to Xia Nuan?"
Luo Enxi didn't move, and sat in the same position, subconsciously squeezing her hands and twisting her eyebrows.
He Xia Nuan's name came into her ears like that.
And he, only when he heard about He Xia Nuan, would he show that rare nervousness.
Luo Enxi looked in front of him. The man had eaten half of the dumpling bowl. The joy at the moment was more like a merciless mockery of her desolation at this moment.
When the man finished the phone call and returned to the living room to pick up his coat, his gaze fell on the slender figure sitting at the dining table, and he stopped.
"Luo Enxi." He almost gnashed his teeth and said these words.
Luo Enxi turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. It's always time to come. It's been three years. Are there few days like this?
"En." She answered when she opened her eyes again.
"Do you know what day tomorrow is? Hmm?" Fu Haochen put his suit jacket on his arms and walked towards Luo Enxi step by step.
Da Da Da sound, every step is like stepping on Luo Enxi's heart.
"Don't remember, do you?" At this time, Fu Haochen had already walked up to Luo Enxi, stretched out his long arms, grabbed the woman's chin, and forced her face up to look at him.
Luo Enxi raised her eyes and saw that the other party stared at her viciously, wishing to swallow her alive. Her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.
"Luo Enxi, then I will remind you again, April 11th is the death sacrifice of that child!" Fu Haochen squeezed her jaw hand and kept tightening, "You are the murderer who killed that child!"
Luo Enxi shook her head in a panic when she heard the words, "I..."
But she has no way to quibble. Even if she knows that the child shouldn't have come, she can't take the other person's life.
That child is the knot of Fu Haochen's heart and hers.
"Follow me." Regardless of whether she would like it or not, Fu Haochen dragged her chair up roughly, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and strode outside.
"Fu Haochen, you let me go... my hand hurts..." Luo Enxi stepped on her slippers, stumbled behind the man.
However, Fu Haochen ignored her struggle at all, dragged her out of Fu's house all the way, walked to the side of the car, and savagely pushed her into the passenger seat.
"Fu Haochen, where are you taking me?" Luo Enxi struggled to sit up from the car seat, and as soon as she opened her mouth, the car door was closed forcefully by the man.
Fu Haochen walked around to the driving position, got into the car, started the engine, and drove forward without a word.
"Fu Haochen, where are you going?" Luo Enxi's heart sank to the bottom, and there was a scarlet trace on her wrist, the fiery pain was left when she was dragged by the opponent just now.
"Go, you know, you murderer, when you dream back at midnight, would you not dream of that child? He has only been in Xia Nuan's stomach for two months, and he is a male baby!" Fu Haochen is cold The way.
Almost every year on this day, the day before the child's death sacrifice, Xia Nuan would have an illness in the treatment center.
When the doctor called him just now, he still vaguely heard He Xia Nuan's voice, she kept yelling, the child's name, Xiao Li. It was at that time, after discovering that she was pregnant, he and her named the child together.
However, the child hadn't used the name before it was gone and died.
The culprit was Luo Enxi who was sitting next to him