Until now, Yan Xuewei has not seen through the eyes of God Musi.
What did he want to talk to her about this morning?
Talk about how intense and lingering they were last night?
He had just returned to the ward with the little girl in his arms. He looked so enthusiastic and proactive that Yan Xuewei's eyes would get hot just thinking about it.
She should be in control, and should be free from vulgarity. She should not have such things as jealousy.
But once this feeling takes root in the heart, jealousy will spring up like bamboo shoots after the rain and grow crazily.
Yan Xuewei pulled Mu Sishen away. She didn't want Mu Sishen to see her making a fool of herself.
The affair between her and Mushen has never been made public, but the family regards them as a couple.
For adults, being ambiguous means having a relationship, not to mention that they have been ambiguous for more than ten years.
Yan Xuewei took Mu Sishen and walked several hundred meters to a small flower bed. She immediately let go of his hand.
Suddenly losing a little strength in his hand, Mu Sishen glanced at his wrist, and finally his eyes fell on Yan Xuewei's face.
Yan Xuewei didn't look at him, and kept looking at the vehicles coming and going on the road.
"What do you want to say?" she asked.
Mushen frowned slightly, put his big hand on her chin, and forced her to turn her head to face him.
"What's wrong with you? You don't look at people when you talk?" Musi Shen's tone was a bit displeased.
Yan Xuewei raised her hand and took his hand away. She took a step back and slightly opened the distance between them.
She looked at him.
"What do you want to say?"
"Are you losing your temper?" Mu Sishen looked at her carefully. In recent times, she seemed to have never given him any good looks.
It's really rare for her to be as proactive as she was last night.
Losing your temper? Maybe.
Children will get angry and cry if they don't get their favorite toys.
"No." She raised her hand and looked at her watch, as if she was eager to end their conversation.
Seeing Yan Xuewei's eagerness to leave, Mu Sishen felt increasingly unhappy, and once again grabbed Yan Xuewei's chin with his big hand.
This time he used a little more strength, and Yan Xuewei felt the pain.
"What are you doing? You hurt me."
"Xuewei, I found that you have been quite critical of me recently." Mu Sishen said in a cold voice.
Yan Xuewei looked at him silently, and she saw clarity in his eyes.
No favor, no love.
She has been with him for so many years, and now he is with another woman. She is a normal person, and of course she will be sad, sad, and looking for trouble.
However, all this seemed to Musshen that she was making trouble unreasonably.
What does she mean to him?
A dispensable bed partner? Or to put it more bluntly, just a partner to solve his sexual needs?
Yan Xuewei looked at him silently until her eyes started to feel sore.
She lowered her eyes.
"I feel a little uncomfortable today and my head feels dizzy. I want to go home." Yan Xuewei said softly.
"Are you not feeling well? Do you have a cold?" After hearing this, Mushen's big hand touched her forehead and tested her forehead temperature.
Yan Xuewei's heart skipped a beat, and her heart began to feel astringent and painful.
Why does he care so much about himself?
"Third brother, who is that girl in the hospital?" Yan Xuewei raised her head and asked.
Mu Sishen's hand froze for a moment, and then he took it off.
It seems that he has thought that he is a man with a woman, and he wants to keep a distance from other women.
Yan Xuewei pursed her dry lips, and Mu Sishen's little movement made her heart hurt suddenly.
"She is the girl I like, An Qianqian."
"The fourth child is here too. Damn, he might be here to argue with me again. Are you still dizzy? Can you go back by yourself?"
All of a sudden, all of Mu Sishen's thoughts fell on An Qianqian.
Listening to what Mu Sishen said, Yan Xuewei was instantly suffocated.
Last night, they were intertwined on the big bed, and he said to her in a dumb voice.
Countless dirty words.
Now, he told her that she was his girl.
In Mu Si Shen's place, she, Yan Xuewei, is probably a tool person.
A heartless, emotionless tool man.
"If you feel dizzy, I'll ask the driver to pick you up."
God Musi continued.
Yan Xuewei looked at him and suddenly smiled.
Mushen looked at her puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Yan Xuewei sniffed and grinned, "I just remembered something."
"What?"
"I didn't take birth control pills last night, can you buy them for me? I want to take them now."
Mu Sishen was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of apology in his eyes, "Last night, I was too excited and forgot to wear it."
He raked his hair and looked a little embarrassed.
"I'll wait for you here." Yan Xuewei said with a smile on her face.
Looking at Yan Xuewei's face, Mu Sishen was speechless for some reason.
At least, he didn't know what to say.
"Um."
"Bring me another bottle of water."
"good."
Mu Sishen walked towards the pharmacy next to the hospital, and Yan Xuewei stood alone next to the flower bed.
There were many people coming and going around her, but she was always just an outsider.
She thought her relationship with Musi Shen was touching and heartbreaking, but in Musi Shen's heart, she didn't care.
A relationship that ended in vain, in the end, only moved me.
As adults, some things don’t need to be said directly.
Sometimes, a look or an action can determine the relationship between the two parties.
And she and Musi Shen have been together for more than ten years, but their relationship has not yet been confirmed.
What does this mean?
If a man is not in a hurry to keep a woman close to him, it can only mean that he does not have this person in his heart.
Looking at An Qianqian now, he talks about "my girl" and "the woman I like" at every turn.
That kind of possessive desire cannot lie.
Yan Xuewei smiled mockingly to herself. She trapped herself in her imaginary feelings.
In the end, she only gained a scarred self.
She raised her head and pushed back the tears in her eyes.
In this life, everything can be reconciled, except love.
Five minutes later, Mushen came back.
He was holding a white plastic bag in his hand, and he took out mineral water and contraceptive pills from the bag.
Yan Xuewei took the mineral water and opened the bottle cap.
Mushen looked at the contraceptive pill in his hand and hesitated.
"Xuewei, what do you want?"
Yan Xuewei raised her head and looked at him in confusion.
"Do you want money, jewelry, or designer bags?"
What does it feel like to be stabbed in the heart? It hurts, that kind of heart-wrenching pain that goes straight to the limbs and bones in an instant, and the pain is so numb.
Is he using money to send her away?
"Third brother." Yan Xuewei took the contraceptive pill from his hand, opened the carton, and took out one pill from the top.
Looking at the small pill in her hand, she raised her lips and said with a smile, "Third brother, when I was a child, I went to your house for the first time. When I saw you, I liked you."
"In the days that followed, I had few playmates around me, so I kept following you. I regarded you as a good friend. As time went by, this feeling turned into dependence."
"When I grew up, I thought I liked you. We grew up together. I thought that adult life was just like drinking at home when we were children. Two people can live a happy life together.
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"I thought I liked you very much and wanted to marry you, but now I understand that I am just dependent on you." Yan Xuewei paused, then licked her dry lips, "I am just dependent on you."
Mushen's Adam's apple moved, but he did not speak.
Yan Xuewei's eyes fell on the small pill again, "What happened between us before?"
Everything is wrong."
As she spoke, she put the pill in her mouth.
Mushen looked at her silently. She picked up the water bottle, raised her neck, and swallowed the pills.
"Third brother, I don't want anything. I have money, jewelry, and famous brands. I have all these things. I hope that you and I will never contact you again."
Don't contact me anymore. If you don't see me, I won't miss you.
Not being able to love, that kind of bone-gnawing torture, made her subconsciously want to escape.
Mu Sishen's expression had always been calm. When he heard Yan Xuewei say that she was just dependent on him, suddenly, the inexplicable blockage in her heart dissipated.
I felt happy and relieved all of a sudden.
She no longer relies on him.
Okay, pretty good.
Yan Xuewei screwed the cap on the mineral water bottle and put it into the plastic bag in Mushen's hand.
"I am leaving."
Yan Xuewei glanced at him again, and after finishing speaking, she turned and left.
Mu Sishen looked at Yan Xuewei's back. Her back looked so slender and fragile.
She is thirty years old this year, but she still looks like a little girl, making people want to protect her impulsively.
As soon as Mu Sishen moved, Fang Miaomiao ran over from a distance.
"Uncle, uncle!"
Hearing this, Mu Sishen stopped. He turned around and saw Fang Miaomiao appearing in front of him, panting and weak.
"What's wrong?" Musshen asked in a cold voice.
"Qian Qian feels uncomfortable again."
"Find a doctor."
"She is afraid of doctors. When she sees the doctor, she cries and fusses. Now she still has a fever. If she doesn't cool down, the fever will turn into pneumonia."
Mu Sishen turned back and glanced at the direction Yan Xuewei left, but he could no longer see her.
Mu Sishen looked at Fang Miaomiao, "Has she never been sick before?"
"Well……"
With that said, Mu Sishen ignored her and walked straight towards the hospital.
Fang Miaomiao hurriedly followed him, thinking about what he had just said.
What does uncle mean by this?
Do you think An Qianqian is too pretentious?
Fang Miaomiao couldn't help but stare at Mu Sishen's back. It turned out that no matter what kind of man he was, he didn't like a woman who was always having sex.
She remembered this.
When Mu Sishen arrived at the hospital ward, he found Mu Silang standing at the door of the ward.
Musi looked very displeased and strode towards Musilang.
"Why are you so idle? The company went bankrupt?" Mu Sishen's words were filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Mu Silang raised his eyes and looked at him, his expression unhurried and unhurried, "Big brother called and asked us to go back to our old house in the near future."
"You don't have a mobile phone?"
"I just want to tell my third brother face to face.
Mu Sishen glanced at him coldly, not wanting to talk to him anymore, and wanted to enter the ward directly.
Musilang grabbed the door handle and stopped in front of him.
"What?"
"I have nothing to do in the company today, I just need to keep an eye on her."
"Fourth child, you are holding back your thoughts and insist on fighting with me, aren't you?"
"Men are unmarried and women are unmarried. We are just competing fairly."
"Do you think I really don't dare to beat you?"
"Oh, do you think everyone spoils you like Yan Xuewei?"
As soon as Mr. Mu mentioned Yan Xuewei's name, Mu Sishen's expression changed instantly.
"What the hell do you mean? What does it have to do with her?"
Musilang snorted coldly and ignored him.
Mu Sishen was already unhappy, but if Mu Silang became so angry again, he would feel even more awkward. He simply left the hospital.
If you are willing to serve someone, let him serve you.