: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (69)

Author: Yaoli

She pursed her pale lips and smiled, "Xiao Ji, can you calm down first?"

You don't need to guess who made the call just now. I'm afraid Fu Ji has already guessed who took Fu Yi away.

Fu Ji didn't speak, and Yan Ran could only hear his breathing, which was much heavier than ordinary people. He held Yan Ran's shoulders with both hands, so hard that he seemed to want to crush her bones.

Yan Ran pursed her lips tighter, and the man made the next move, possessing him, slightly bending his back that was as undulating as a mountain.

Staring at her face, he said in an unclear tone: "I'm very calm. I'm asking you, what was that thing just now?"

Yan Ran didn't say anything, but he seemed to have received the expected response, his eyes taunting, "Is this your purpose? Is he that important to you?"

Yan Ran turned his head and avoided his breath.

In silence, she pushed Fu Ji away.

"I've told you many times that you are the most important."

She was explaining, "But, I can't just watch you die."

Fu Ji was pushed away by surprise, just like Yan Ran drugged him and hid Fu Yi without any warning.

He looked at his empty hands, and his expression suddenly became gloomy, as if there were several layers of dark clouds over the sea, and heavy rain and storms were brewing.

His breathing suddenly became heavy for a moment.

Yan Ran thought that the man would be very angry and furious, and would press her for questioning. Anyway, as long as he vented his anger, Yan Ran could understand.

But Fu Ji slowly calmed down and stared at her without saying a word, as if he wanted her to peel off the skin and bones and devour her.

He seemed to have figured out that it was not worth getting angry over such a person, and he returned to his previous perfect image, as if what Yan Ran said was nothing in his heart and weighed less than dust.

Yan Ran raised his head to look at him.

She was so thin, wearing only a white shirt, and the exposed neck was so slender and white, like a fragile swan.

Those passionate eyes are the most deceptive.

Yan Ran faced him, as if she sincerely wanted to do his best: "Xiao Ji, I don't want to see you make mistakes."

What is right?

what is wrong?

After all, she didn't wait for the man's reply.

Fu Ji slowly backed away, gradually widening the distance between the two of them. There was a touch of contemptuous ridicule on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold, so deep that he couldn't see any waves.

He didn't speak until he was within a normal distance of the stranger.

"Brother Yan, why do you treat me so excessively? Do you still have the nerve to say such words in front of me to show your great love?"

He only used simple questions. He seemed to be really curious about how Yan Ran could be so thick-skinned. It really impressed him.

Too much?

Yan Ran didn't understand the meaning of these two words. How could she be too harsh on Fu Ji?

How could she be willing to go too far with Fu Ji?

Yan Ran's heart was full of sourness when her love was abandoned and misunderstood, and she felt completely uncomfortable.

"Xiao Ji, you clearly know what I'm thinking." Yan Ran's eyes turned red and she looked at him blankly.

Fu Ji stood slowly and looked at her calmly, as if he didn't see the emotions in her eyes, his eyes were terrifyingly quiet.

After a while, the corners of Fu Ji's lips slowly curved up, and his eyes became cold, forming a distinct sense of separation.

"What's your intention?" He thought for a while, as if he had made a decision, with a giving attitude, "How about this? If you send Fu Yi back, I will forgive you and pretend that nothing happened."

Yan Ran paused, and the words he was about to say became extremely difficult, and bitterness spread in his mouth.

Eventually it became silence.

In this quiet space, Fu Ji's face quickly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned livid. The smile and calmness at the corner of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a touch of coldness.

"So, you still can't let go, right?"

"In order to protect him, you did not hesitate to drug me. Brother Yan, admit it, you just can't let go. You still have lingering feelings for Fu Yi."

"I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't know how to cherish it, so don't blame me for being cruel."

The cold words fell like knives.

Her expression seemed so pale to Fu Ji. There was nothing left to ask or say, the facts were right in front of her.

Fu Ji called her in a low voice, his tone was extremely contemptuous and cold, and he said disdainfully: "So, this is your love."

He left these words and left without looking back.

Fu Ji could leave so easily every time, without any hesitation, as if he had never stayed.

His back was always so tall and indifferent, like a thick wall, blocking Yan Ran's approach.

Maybe it was because she was wearing too thin clothes that Yan Ran felt cold. A chill surged up from the soles of her feet and suddenly rushed to her heart, freezing the blood all over her body.

Fu Ji is always so cruel.

He easily rejected everything about her, her love, her intentions, and her people.

Perhaps, in Fu Ji's eyes, her love is as cheap as disposable garbage that can be seen everywhere.

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Spring is almost over, summer is coming, and the humid water vapor is evaporated by the hot sunshine.

Yan Ran and Fu Ji haven't seen each other for a month.

Fu Ji never returned to the villa again.

When he wanted to get away, it was always easy.

Yan Ran went to a private nursing home after get off work.

This private nursing home was run by Yan Ran, and the doctors and equipment inside were the best. Fu Yi's mental condition also improved greatly, and he briefly regained his basic consciousness, but he was still a little confused.

Because Yan Ran came often and didn't talk to him, he just stood beside him quietly, like a vase or flowers.

Gradually, Fu Yi saw that she was no longer as frightened and aggressive as before, but she was still like a wild beast caught in a trap. She was very wary and watching Yan Ran with eagerness, as long as Yan Ran was there.

When he moved, he bared his teeth and looked fierce, as if to intimidate Yan Ran to leave.

At this time, Yan Ran would only smile at him, and Fu Yi would be stunned, and then become even more agitated. After that, Yan Ran stopped smiling.

After a month of maintenance, Fu Yi finally got used to her presence, stopped staring at her warily, and started doing his own things.

Fu Yi's legs are not broken. When he was mentally ill, the wheelchair only played a role in controlling his movements. He liked to run around wildly, play in mud, chase butterflies, catch earthworms, watch snails, etc.

Every time I come back, my whole body is dirty, especially my handsome face, which is black and yellow, as if I have rolled in a quagmire.
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