System: If you are confessed, you cannot write a novel

"beg me."

"Xiao Xun, please, tell me, what is happy?"

"It's really a soft bone. If you say please, you will beg?"

"Yes, because I need something happy to fill my sadness right now."

"Okay, I'm pregnant."

Mo Wenjing hurriedly stood up and said in disbelief:
"What? Pregnant? So young... without safety measures?"

"I wanted to give birth to him a long time ago. I feel very happy. I am going to become a mother. I believe that my child is healthy and has a strong body just like Xintai."

"It seems that you don't regret it, and you are dreaming about beauty now? What if you give birth to a girl? Do you also hope that she will be as strong as Xintai?"

"I have a hunch that the child will be a boy. I have dreamed about him several times, and I always call me my mother enthusiastically. But if she is a girl, I also like it. I look forward to his well-being."

"It's great, you are going to be a mother, then I will be the child's aunt, hum, because you have a child, I will grow old."

"Don't say that, if I don't have a baby, you will grow old too."

"Xiao Xun, why are you so annoying, hum, can you stop reminding me how old I am?"

"No, I will hit you."

"Then I can only accept this child who is about to be born very willingly. How many months has it been?"

"Four months, Wen Jing, I can always dream of Dai Xi, how about you? Do you miss her?"

The two of them were still happy about the child's arrival just now, who would have thought that Fukuhara Kaoru changed the subject, Mo Wenjing's heart was shocked, and then took Fukuhara Kaoru's hand and said:

"You are a mother who is about to give birth. Don't miss those misfortunes. She passed away peacefully without any pain."

Fukuhara Kaoru leaned on Mo Wenjing's shoulder and said:

"I often dream of her running into my stomach, and she says she wants to be born again."

Mo Wenjing stroked Fukuhara Kaoru's head and said:
"Don't think about that, it's all a dream, maybe it's something you think about every day and dream about at night."

"Maybe, Wen Jing, don't tell Mrs. Xin, I don't want him to worry."

"No, how can a big man understand our friendship, we are girlfriends."

"Yes, I have been in treatment all my life, running around, and the best friends I can make are Dai Xi and you."

"Me too, you are my best friend, all right, we should go in, it's too cold outside, otherwise Xintai will be in a hurry with me."

The two went in, and Bai Sheng returned to his residence and lay down to sleep, he didn't want to think about that tragedy again.

Coincidentally, as soon as the two of them entered the room with their front feet, it rained on their back feet. The rain fell from far to near, from small to large.

The nursing home is cold all year round, and snowfall is also common, every time it is bound to make a hundred miles around turn white.

In the afternoon, the rain stopped, and the three of them put on thick clothes and ran out to have a snowball fight.

This was Kaoru Fukuhara's suggestion. Shinta Fukuhara doted on his wife very much, so he was satisfied. They had a great time in the snow, and for a few moments they thought they were normal people.

At midnight, someone sneaked into the room of Kaoru Fukuhara and Shinta Fukuhara, probably the same man in black from last time, because he avoided all obstacles, it seems that practice makes perfect.

When he passed by Mo Wenjing's room, he stopped for a moment, as if he was confirming the room, but soon went on to another room.

Fukuhara Shinta opened his eyes, but it was too late. Before he could react, he was shot dead. The bullet passed through his head. In order to be able to assassinate smoothly, this person even suppressed his own heartbeat and pulse very lightly.

If it wasn't like this, it would be impossible to get close to Shinta. The sound of the silencer gun was very small, but it also woke up Kaoru Fukuhara next to her. Before she could say a word, the main artery in her neck was cut off, and she died silently.

The man in black seemed to know the situation of Kaoru Fukuhara very well. After receiving a bottle of purple blood, he forcibly took the child out of Kaoru Fukuhara's stomach.

This time, he shot cleanly, and Mo Wenjing didn't find out until the next day.

The door of Fukuhara Kaoru's room was open, and the purple liquid along the way made Mo Wenjing feel uneasy. She quickened her pace and shouted through the quiet nursing home.

Soon, someone came, Mo Wenjing passed out, the sanatorium disposed of the body, and the police investigating the case collapsed. There was no progress at all. The time of the crime and the appearance of the criminal were unknown.

Fukuhara Kaoru and Fukuhara Shinta were taken away by their families.

All this happened without any warning. They were both alive yesterday, but today they were both killed and even cut open, and the four-month-old child inside was taken away.

Mo Wenjing couldn't accept this fact, her vital signs became weaker and weaker, and Ren Yi, who was far away in Yuncheng, felt unprecedented pain, which was unprecedented pain.

He clutched his heart and thought:
'What's going on, why does it hurt so much...'

After the pain passed, he suspected that there was something wrong with his body, so he contacted Chen Fei'er to help him guard the bookstore, while he went to the hospital.

Although I have read medical books and learned a lot, it has been the case since ancient times that doctors do not treat themselves.

The pain was inexplicable and lasted for a long time, so he suspected that he was sick, so he decided to have a comprehensive physical examination.

However, the results obtained are very healthy, and even my eyesight has returned to normal. My eyes were a little short-sighted before.

This made him puzzled, what was the pain at that time?
It started with angina pectoris, and then this pain slowly took over consciousness. He who had always lived well thought about dying. He went home, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and thought:

'Why did I feel like this? I'm not sick, but why did I have such pain and the urge to die at that time, I always felt that life was completely meaningless, as if someone was calling me to die together. '

'Mo Wenjing!Could it be Mo Wenjing!Where is she?It's been two years, and she hasn't come back yet, and one more year, if you don't come back, where am I going to find you...'

...

the other side.

Half a month later, Mo Wenjing still didn't wake up. Now she can only breathe. Bai Sheng took good care of her, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.

He took care of Mo Wenjing by the bed, gave Mo Wenjing a massage, and told stories. He worked hard enough, but Mo Wenjing just didn't want to wake up.

Looking at Mo Wenjing on the bed, he thought to himself:

'It's because I didn't take good care of you, Wen Jing, wake up and look at me, otherwise I will feel guilty for the rest of my life. '

'Anyone can owe it, but I really don't want to see you like this. Everyone has their own mission, and it is your mission to wake up now. '

Thinking about it, suddenly a cold dagger approached his neck, and Mo Wenjing's aunt quietly appeared behind him and said:
"Don't try to touch her! Otherwise, I will let you and your master be buried with her, and you should bear this knife!"

As she spoke, Auntie moved the dagger to Bai Sheng's back and slashed hard, leaving a scratch of about [-] centimeters. Bai Sheng didn't resist, and his expression didn't change much, as if he had suffered such injuries often.

The aunt kicked Bai Sheng down, then picked up Mo Wenjing, and when she left, she glanced at Bai Sheng, her pupils turned out to be completely black.

Bai Sheng watched his aunt take Mo Wenjing away like this, he sat on the ground slumped, his breathing became short of breath, his pupils gradually turned white, he punched the bed, and the whole bed was broken.

A female nurse came in and asked:
"Doctor Bai, need...need, do you need help?"

Bai Sheng turned his head to one side, and said:
"Come in and give me a hand."

The nurse came in, and Bai Sheng had a scalpel in his left hand. As soon as the female nurse came over, he strangled her neck. Before the nurse could yell out, her main artery was cut off, and she died just like that.

Bai Sheng left from there. From then on, Dai Xi, Fukuhara Kaoru, Mo Wenjing and Bai Sheng no longer existed in the nursing home.

Mo Wenjing was taken away by her aunt, and she woke up in less than three days. Her niece, Xiao Hua, was watching over her. Seeing Mo Wenjing wake up, she said happily:

"Mom, my sister is awake."

The aunt came over and asked softly:
"Wake up, quiet."

Mo Wenjing looked at the unfamiliar environment, with tears in her eyes, she asked:
"Where is this? Who am I? Who are you?"

"Wen Jing, you are my niece, otherwise who would you be? Every time you get sick, you have to forget it, but you usually keep a diary, check it yourself, it's all in it."

The aunt handed two or three notebooks beside the bed to Mo Wenjing, but Mo Wenjing was very puzzled and asked:
"I... have the habit of keeping a diary? But who am I? Also, is Ren Yi still alive?"

"Your illness is getting worse and worse. Why do you even forget who you are? You have never been like this before."

Xiaohua at the side said patiently:
"Sister, my name is Xiaohua, your younger sister, my mother's name is Mo Zhirou, she is your aunt, your name is Mo Wenjing, don't you remember?"

"Mo Wenjing? Why is this name so strange, is it really my name?"

"Yes, that's right. You have been in a coma for a long time, and my mother and I are very worried."

"How did I fall into a coma? How long have I been in a coma?"

Mo Zhirou said:
"The doctor prescribed the wrong medicine, really, you are usually fine, but he prescribed the wrong medicine for you that day. You have been sick for many years, but you can read your notes yourself, and your memory is sealed in it. "

"Really? I just don't think I can take notes at all."

"It's not surprising. Whenever you don't do this, if you want to find your own memory, just look at the notebook. It's all about you."

Xiaohua said:

"Mom, I'm hungry, can we eat?"

"Of course, Wen Jing, hurry up, you can eat after you get up and move around. You haven't eaten these days, we're worried. I have something to explain after eating."

Mo Wenjing was at a loss, because all her memories were really wiped out, the only thing she had was the name Ren Yi, and she couldn't remember anything else, even Ren Yi's appearance.

It would be sad if all one's memories were lost.

she asked:
"Auntie, where is this?"