Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

However, she was still trying hard to hold on.

Si Moli no longer knew what was happening around him, he only knew that before his eyes, the world was spinning and he felt dizzy.

"Nian...nianhe..."

He whispered the name unconsciously.

"I'm here, I'm here," Song Nianhe immediately responded when he heard her calling him, "Simo Li, I'm here."

There was a cry in her voice, and she bit her lower lip hard.

"Stop thinking about it, Si Moli, please, don't think about it anymore. It's nothing, nothing. Just calm down and close your eyes!"

Song Nianhe kept talking: "If you can't catch it, don't catch it. If you can't remember it, don't think about it. We won't remember it. We won't remember anything! Okay?"

"Si Moli, I just want you to be safe."

"If you remember it, it will cause you such pain, such struggle, and even damage your brain... Then I would rather you never think of me!"

Song Nianhe was so heartbroken.

Every time she said a few more words and mentioned his interactions and past with her in front of Si Moli, he would be irritated and start to have a headache.

Now...it starts again.

This happened twice in a row.

Song Nianhe didn't dare to stimulate his memory anymore, for fear that something would happen to him.

Maybe forgetting her is the best way for him.

Any other possibility would harm his body.

Si Moli staggered a few steps, backed away, and pressed his back against the wall.

His fingers pressed hard on his temples, making a deep depression.

He was hunched over, with veins popping out on his neck and arms...

"Nianhe, Nianhe..." He was still calling her.

Song Nianhe tried to step forward to comfort him. Suddenly, Si Moli squatted down, fell to the ground, held his head, and began to roll in pain.

"Si Moli!"

With tears on her face, Song Nianhe turned around and pressed the call bell vigorously, then went straight to Si Moli.

However, before she could get close to him, he waved her away.

Song Nianhe took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

She quickly protected her belly and didn't get up for a long time.

Seeing Si Moli writhing in pain on the ground, holding his head in pain, her heart tugged.

"It turns out that remembering me will make you suffer so much. No wonder you have to forget... You should forget..."

Song Nianhe's vision was blurred by tears.

As before, the medical staff rushed in again, worked together to comfort Si Moli, and injected him with sedatives. Only then did he slowly calm down and fall into sleep.

Song Nianhe was sitting on the sofa next to him, feeling chilled to the bone.

Cold to the bone.

She looked at Si Moli on the hospital bed.

"Mrs. Si," the nurse came over, "this is your thing, please keep it."

It was the pink diamond. It had fallen somewhere just now. The nurse picked it up and gave it back to her.

"……Thanks."

Song Nianhe took it and held it in his palm.

The diamond was so hard that it almost pierced her skin, but she seemed not to feel it. The harder she held it, the more painful it became.

It was like the closer she was to Si Moli and the more she thought about him, the more painful it became.

This pain reminded Song Nianhe, between her and Si Moli...

It is destined to be destined but not destined.

After so much, we still can’t come together!

If it was fate, if it was destined, how could there be so many twists and turns and hardships.