Chapter 637: Emotional Out-of-Control

"Ah..." She screamed.

She sat up suddenly, her heartbeat quickened, her face flushed.

However, her eyes were dark. There was no little girl, no beautiful woman, no school, and there was only darkness in front of her.

He Xiyan touched her forehead and found that it was sweating all over, and even her palms were sweating.

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

Simple furniture and home appliances, just her temporary residence.

Only then did she realize that everything she had just experienced was just a dream.

But such a dream was extremely real to her.

Her child called another woman mother, and didn't even recognize herself at all.

Thinking of what happened in the dream, He Xiyan sat on the bed and stroked her face with her hand. Soon, the tears burst out uncontrollably, and her face became extremely pale under the light.

Although it was just a dream, she also understood that one day, such a dream would most likely become a reality, and no matter whether Ye Hao or Mo Yixuan would get married again sooner or later, her children would have a new mother.

Her babies were still so young. She thought that not only Xixi would not remember her, but soon, even Yuanyuan would not remember her as a mother.

Whether she admitted it or not, at this moment, she really lost her two children.

"Ah..."

Thinking of this terrible ending, He Xiyan shook her hair vigorously and screamed in fear again, loudly. She got off the bed, and then began to throw things in the room as if stimulated, throwing noodles, fruits, quilts, pillows and other things she bought in the evening on the ground.

There were crackling sounds in the room for a long time.

Soon the neat and clean room was messed up by her, and the damage was horrible.

At this time, she was like a mentally ill patient, unable to control her emotions.

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At the same time, the castle where she once lived was very quiet, with only the sound of a man's breathing.

Ye Hao sat on the viewing balcony on the third floor, holding an unburned cigarette in his hand, and the ashes fell to the ground.

It was already past eleven in the evening, but he was not sleepy at all. He just sat on the balcony and watched the drizzle outside.

He looked at the dim street lights in the distance, and the wide road outside the castle. He had been looking at them for more than an hour, but he was tireless.

How many nights had they sat on the sofa on the balcony together to watch the rain, snow, stars, and moon? How many nights had they watched their children being born together here? They had taken care of their common children together.

But now he was still here, Xixi was also here, but Yuanyuan was gone, and then she was gone too.

Ye Hao threw away the burnt cigarette butt in his hand, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly closed his eyes, hiding the pain and boredom that suddenly burst out of his eyes.

This was the first time he returned to this castle after the divorce, the house where they once lived together, their home. It was a pity that the house was still there, but the home was scattered and gone.

The mobile phone lay quietly beside him. There was no response to the dozen messages he sent, and the calls he made were not answered.