end of marriage

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Therefore, it's not that An Mo is forbearing to the extreme, and he won't say the word "divorce" to Zhou Luoyan easily.

Once it is said, it will be hard to take back.

In the middle of the night, An Mo finally fell asleep in the memory of a nightmare.

The next morning, Zhou Luoyan knocked on the door and called him to eat.

An Mo just lay quietly on the bed, not looking at Zhou Luoyan.

Zhou Luoyan had no choice but to carry him out.

The nanny brought breakfast to the table, but An Mo refused to eat a single bite.

He wanted to use a hunger strike to resist Zhou Luoyan.This method was stupid and stupid, but he didn't know how to do it, so he could only gamble on real relief and freedom in a self-destructive way.

Zhou Luoyan was angry and impatient, but he managed not to get angry, and only ordered the nanny to deliver meals to An Mo every hour after he left.

After he left, An Mo sat alone on the balcony basking in the sun.

His mobile phone was taken away by Zhou Luoyan.

Xiao Yuxi's phone calls exploded, and he even rushed to the villa to look for him, but was stopped by the bodyguards watching at the gate.

He had no choice but to try to think of other ways to meet An Mo.Moreover, he was not sure whether An Mo really wanted to leave Zhou Luoyan, he was indeed willing to go back with Zhou Luoyan that day.

An Mo didn't drip water or rice all day long.

After Zhou Luoyan came back, he took the porridge cooked by the nanny and went to feed An Mo himself.

An Mo looked at him calmly, without any expression.

Zhou Luoyan was stung by his eyes: "Brother, be good and take a few bites."

"I don't want to force my brother, please be obedient and beg me."

An Mo broke away from his hand holding the spoon: "Then let me go."

"Yes," Zhou Luoyan nodded, "but we cannot divorce."

An Mo then closed his mouth.

Zhou Luoyan exhausted his patience, took a big mouthful of porridge by himself, pinched An Mo's chin, and forcibly crossed over.

An Mo didn't resist, and let him feed the porridge with his mouth.

Zhou Luo smiled: "Brother, are you willing to eat like this?"

But he still thought too much, this time An Mo was determined to make peace with him.

That night, just as he was about to go to the study, he heard An Mo vomit in the toilet.

Zhou Luoyan's heart trembled, and he hurried to the bathroom.

An Mo grabbed the water table, clasped his throat with his fingers, and spit out all the porridge that Zhou Luoyandu gave him.

Zhou Luoyan's face changed drastically, and he grabbed An Mo from the water platform, furiously: "An Mo, what are you doing?!"

An Mo weakly leaned against the pool and pushed him away, but found that he had no strength left, so he gave up.

Zhou Luoyan wiped his face with a towel and picked him up.

He looked at An Mo's pale face, tried his best to hold back his anger, and hugged him into his arms.

An Mo completely turned into his porcelain doll, and she did as he wanted and became cute.

Zhou Luoyan bathed him, dressed him, and hugged him to sleep, An Mo no longer resisted.

He just refused to eat after that day, Zhou Luoyan fed it, and tried every means to spit it out.

Zhou Luoyan felt distressed, but at the same time held back his anger, coaxing him to force him was useless.

Only then did An Mo realize that he was not inseparable from Zhou Luoyan, he just never made too much determination and cruelty.

Because of quitting this kind of liking, one layer of skin will be drawn, and one bone will be peeled.

Zhou Luoyan was stubborn with him, in this tug-of-war, it was only a matter of who was soft-hearted first and who was more cruel.

An Mo threatened Zhou Luoyan with his health for the first time.

He was also afraid of losing. If Zhou Luoyan really didn't have any affection for him, these things would be meaningless.

Zhou Luoyan watched him for a week, barely closing his eyes. He looked at An Mo, not allowing him to spit out what he ate.

But An Mo's stomach couldn't take it anymore, even if he didn't induce vomiting, he couldn't bear any more food.

He began to lose weight visibly to the naked eye, and Zhou Luoyan was so frantic that he called a doctor to give An Mo a nutrient solution.

On the other side, Xiao Yuxi found Father An and was going to see An Mo.

After Zhou Luoyan learned of the situation, he returned An Mo's phone to him.

"Brother, Xiao Yuxi is going to bring his uncle to look for you, you know what to do, right?"

An Mo glanced at him indifferently, then took the phone.He definitely won't let his father see what he looks like now.

So he called Xiao Yuxi and lied that he was sent by the school to other places as a teaching assistant.

Xiao Yuxi has just registered a company in City A, and is preparing to take over his father's overseas business, and has already left school a week ago.But at this juncture, he was suspicious, how could he believe An Mo's words.

Zhou Luoyan was not stupid, he had already arranged everything before he went back to school.

Xiao Yuxi was still worried, and said he wanted to go and see him, but An Mo refused him on the pretext of being irritable and busy with work.

Xiao Yuxi is not Zhou Luoyan, and he will not force people without scruples. Seeing An Mo's decisiveness, no matter how worried and suspicious he was, he endured it.

His feelings for An Mo have changed a long time ago, and now he is just waiting for an opportunity for An Mo to make up his mind to leave Zhou Luoyan, or Zhou Luoyan to completely let go of An Mo.

After some more days like this, An Mo's hands were covered with bruises and purple needles because of the nutrient solution.

He would always take advantage of the moment when Zhou Luoyan left to pull out the indwelling needle, and after that, he had to re-insert it.

Zhou Luoyan finally couldn't stand it anymore.All his anger and control completely disappeared under An Mo's torture.

On the first day when the autumn rain chilled the air, he stood by An Mo's side, holding his hand, with a sad expression on his face.

He knew he had lost, and he never dared to be too harsh on An Mo.

He held An Mo's hand and looked at his quiet face. For the first time, he learned to admit defeat.

He also finally knew that every time An Mo wanted to leave him, if he didn't force him, there was no way to keep him.

He kissed the bruise on the back of his white hand little by little, in extreme pain: "Brother, don't do this, I beg you."

An Mo raised his hand and stroked his bushy eyebrows: "Zhou Luoyan, do you feel bad?"

"I feel sorry for..."

"Brother, my heart hurts, it hurts to death, it hurts to death..." Zhou Luoyan's tears fell on his palms, his fingertips were scorching hot, "I hurt to death, brother, don't do this...I'm going to be forced by you Crazy."

"I'm not looking for another Omega, I don't want to look for it at all, I've asked Cui Shu to send him away. I just want to make you angry... But, brother, I'm the most angry, you don't care, you don't seem to care about anything It's..."

"I can't help it, I can't keep you..."

An Mo will lose weight and die.When An Mo lay in his arms, and the warmth in his palms gradually disappeared, he began to get scared.

This kind of fear made him even if he didn't fully awaken the unknown feelings that were getting bigger and bigger in his heart, but it was enough to destroy his already weak and wavering hatred.

More than hatred, he was paranoid that he didn't want An Mo to leave.

The only paranoia.

"Don't stay." An Mo said.

Zhou Luoyan raised his head sharply: "Brother, what do you mean?"

"Zhou Luoyan, aren't you the best at doing business?" An Mo smiled, "You won't make money from the deal between us, so don't lose too much. As for me—"

"I was losing money from the very beginning." I lost my sincerity, and I lost the bright love in my youth.

"Only heal after the injury, I will leave scars, do you know, Zhou Luoyan?"

Zhou Luoyan nodded, then shook his head. He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't deny it.

He didn't know how to tell An Mo that he couldn't hate, he couldn't love, and he didn't know how to love.

He didn't want to force or hurt him, but Ji Qing was lying there again, torturing him day and night.

But now, he has figured it out, he is not willing to part with it anymore, he is afraid that An Mo will be unable to wake up like this one day, so he no longer forces himself to hate.

He never hated it.

"Brother, tell me, what should I do? Can you teach me, I really don't know how to make you happy..." Once a person has a certain idea, he has a weakness in his heart, "I won't force you , you can leave me for as long as you want, as long as I can see you and touch you—"

Looking at this panicked man, An Mo felt all sorts of feelings welling up in his heart.

He thought, this time, he finally won.

He won the bet, Zhou Luoyan still cared a little about him.

But I also know that Zhou Luoyan's compromise is only this one time, if he backs down, the two of them will no longer be able to quarrel.

He was silent for a while, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said, "Zhou Luoyan, signed the divorce agreement."

"That's my only request."