His expression suddenly became serious: "I don't know if he loves you or not, but I know he definitely cares about you..."
Before he finished speaking, she retorted with great disapproval: "Thankfully you are still very close to him, but you don't know him so well and think he cares about me. You didn't see him even once when I was hospitalized."
If you have come to see me, you know how to say good things to him."
"Coming to see you doesn't necessarily mean that I care about you, and not coming to see you doesn't necessarily mean that I don't care about you in my heart."
He came closer to her: "I'll tell you something secretly. He asked me about your situation. And do you think that if you record a statement and say that it was self-defense, the police will believe you and let you back without saying a word?"
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Chen Tingyu's meaningful words made the sourness lingering in her heart disappear, and a faint hint of unspeakable sweetness filled her chest.
Later, she finally understood that Ling Muze was not indifferent to her.
If Ling Muze didn't care about her, he wouldn't have left her to fend for herself, let alone let Chen Tingyu take care of her. Chen Tingyu was so disgusted with contact with women. If Ling Muze hadn't instructed him, he would not have done this.
Take good care of yourself.
She didn't know why she felt so good when she thought that he cared about her, just like drinking honey. She only knew that she could no longer reject Ling Muze.
Tangtang's bark pulled her out of her memories.
She knelt down and held the dissatisfied and protesting little guy in her arms. He was so fat and soft, which was quite interesting.
After not seeing each other for a long time, the little guy nuzzled into her arms affectionately, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed by it.
Thinking that she had just returned from the hospital and had a lot of things to do, I picked her up and walked to the balcony to let her play by herself.
However, as soon as I walked to the balcony, I was shocked by the excrement everywhere on the balcony.
Now, she understood that Chen Tingyu had fed Tangtang so much dog food at one time. Faced with those dirty and smelly excrements, Chen Tingyu was really doing his best to feed Tangtang regularly.
Suddenly something occurred to her, and she ran into the house and checked inside and outside. She found no excrement left by Tangtang, and she was relieved.
Tangtang didn't know what she was looking for in a hurry. She squatted on the ground and looked at her with bright black eyes.
Amused by its innocent look, she knelt down and rubbed its chubby body: "You little fat guy, what else do you think you will do besides eating, drinking and defecating?"
Tangtang protested in a low voice: "Can't I make it into a rice ball for you?"
Putting down Tangtang, she took a deep breath and planned to do it hard.
First clean the balcony, and then clean the inside and outside of the house that you haven’t lived in for half a month.
Logically speaking, people who have just been discharged from the hospital should take a good rest to recuperate, but that hospital is extremely comprehensive and excellent in terms of medical treatment and diet.
During her hospitalization, she was forced to lie in bed almost 22 hours a day, 24 hours a day, and was provided with all kinds of delicious food and drinks (of course, food or seasonings that were harmful to the wound were excluded). The slim waist she once had was completely gone.
Now, my cheeks are not as thin as before, but have a little plumpness.
Less than 10 days after being hospitalized, she was worried that she would get fatter and fatter. She also felt that she was almost in good health. She wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but Chen Tingyu delayed her for various reasons, so she was bored in the hospital for another 5 days.
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If she hadn't threatened to refuse to eat, I'm afraid she would still be in the hospital, and she wouldn't be as relaxed and comfortable as she is now.
She just needs to do housework to stretch her muscles and lose weight.
After finishing her work, she rummaged for a change of underwear and pajamas, and went to take a bath.
When I took off my clothes, I saw the obvious scar on my neck, and the memories of that day came flooding back.
The man laughed ferociously, his mouth full of blood. In her hazy consciousness, she grabbed the water glass next to the bed, crushed it, and scratched his neck.
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With a splitting headache, she shook her head in pain, desperately telling herself not to think about it, everything was over, over.
When she was hospitalized, Chen Tingyu was with her and she didn't think much about it. In fact, every time she saw the scars on her neck and hands, her head felt swollen and painful, and her chest felt like someone had killed her.
It stings like a death grip.
This painful feeling became more intense at this moment, and she screamed unbearably. Fortunately, the soundproofing effect of the apartment was very good, otherwise, people in the whole building must have heard it.
She pressed the switch on the shower head. Since she was unconscious, she pressed the switch for cold water. Suddenly, the biting cold water rushed straight down on her head, which actually alleviated the severe pain in her head.
Her consciousness gradually returned, and she leaned against the wall weakly, panting rapidly, letting the water wash away her.
He walked out of the bathroom, wiping his wet hair with a towel in his hand, his face as pale as snow, and his expression downcast.
The horrific and bloody scene of that day always appeared in her mind. She tried her best to tell herself not to think about it, but it always came to her mind. Especially now that she was alone, the scene of that day kept reappearing like a movie replay.
She put down the towel and planned to make a cup of jasmine tea to calm down her shock, but she knocked over the water glass uneasily.
The scalding water splashed onto my hands and it burned terribly.
The hand that was burned happened to be the hand that crushed the glass that time.
She stepped back in fear and fell to the ground, swallowing and crying in fear. Her mind was filled with the scene of that day. She shook her head in pain: "No, no..."
She was so excited that she didn't hear the door open and close.
Ling Muze received a call from Chen Tingyu, saying that she was discharged from the hospital. He didn't know why he came to look for her impatiently as soon as he heard that she was discharged from the hospital. He couldn't control his eagerness to see her.
As soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of dogs barking, and he was keenly aware that something was wrong. He vaguely heard suppressed sobs.
I walked over looking for the sound of sobbing, and saw a cup in the kitchen falling to the floor, and a man huddled in the corner, his head buried between his knees, sobbing.
Before, Chen Tingyu told him that he had used his sharp tongue to get Shui Xi out of the shadows. At that time, he did not believe that a person could not get out of the shadows with just a few words. This would be a
A long and difficult process.
Seeing her alone, dejected and in pain, he felt that his chest was so tight that he felt like he couldn't breathe.
He knelt down uncontrollably and was about to raise his hand to stroke her hair, but he saw her raising her head and looking at him with tears in her eyes, her face as pale as paper.
"Ling Muze, are you here?" she said with a trembling voice, tears of excitement shining in her eyes.
God knows how frightened and scared she was just now, but his sudden appearance was like a ray of bright sunshine, dispelling all the gloom.
"Yes!" Her tearful cry touched his heart like a pair of invisible tentacles, and he tried his best to hide it so as not to show his love for her.
She wiped the tears from her face and stood up, but her feet gave out and she couldn't stand and was about to fall back. Fortunately, he held his hand in time to support her: "Be careful!"
Realizing that he couldn't help but care about her, he quickly let go of her.
After he silently helped her deal with things this time, she understood that he was a cold person on the outside but hot on the inside.
"Ling Muze, thank you for doing so many things for me, thank you for not ignoring me." She expressed gratitude from the bottom of her heart, looking at him sincerely with her watery eyes.
His eyes, which were as bright as streams, felt special to him, but now that she was looking at her with such gratitude, he felt that he had a feeling that was about to burst out, but he suppressed it ruthlessly.
"You are still of use to me, so I won't let anything happen to you." He pretended to be indifferent.
Knowing that he had a cold and arrogant temperament and would not say anything nice, she smiled without mind.
"What's going on?" He pointed at the debris on the ground.
"Oh, I accidentally dropped it just now. I'll clean it up right now." She lowered her eyes and knelt down to pick up the debris on the ground, but because of panic, she accidentally cut her finger.
"How come you can't even do such a small thing well..."
Seeing that her hand was injured, he took her hand in displeasure and said. However, when he saw the scar on her palm, he could no longer say any reproachful words, and his throat became dry and tight.
She withdrew her hand, lowered her head and continued to pick up the pieces on the ground.
"You idiot, your hands are bleeding and you still pick them up. Don't you know how to bandage the wound?" He yelled at her upset.
She was already feeling uncomfortable, but being yelled at by him made her even more sad, and her tears kept rolling down like broken beads.
He couldn't stand the woman crying, so he dragged her up from the ground in a distressed manner, walked towards the sink, turned on the faucet, and put her hands under it to rinse.
The cold water seeped into the wound, and she frowned in pain, but she did not cry out.
Giving her a stern look, he left the kitchen.
Just when she was slightly disappointed by his departure, he walked in again with a band-aid and put it on her. Although the action was a bit rough, it made her cold heart feel a little warm.
The atmosphere suddenly became immersed, and she did not dare to face his gaze, lowering her eyes and looking at the ground.
"Is there gold on the ground or something? Why are you always staring at the ground?" Unhappy with her ignoring, he said coldly.
She had to raise her head to face him, but her breath was choked by the shock on his face.
He stared straight at her neck with an evil look on his face, his eyes burning with the flames of anger.
She quickly recovered and quickly covered her neck, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, and begging sadly: "Don't look at it, please don't look at it."
"Take it away." His tone was as cold as ice and he could not resist.
"No, Ling Muze, please don't look at it. It's ugly, ugly, and will scare you." She shook her head in pain.
His handsome eyebrows were furrowed coldly, and his eyes were cold as he grabbed her hand. She was no match for him. The large and small scabbed pink scars were clearly visible in his eyes.