567. Chapter 567 The one who lives and dies with her 6
"Do you think you can hurt me?" Fu Hong, wearing a dark gray fur coat, squatted next to him. Hearing his words, he scoffed and provoked.
The next second, Chang Mian, filled with grief, anger and desolation, punched hard.
Fu Hongmeng stepped back, avoiding his oncoming fist, and relaxed his muscles and bones. Looking at Chang Mian's delicate face filled with heart-stopping killing intent, he raised his eyebrows: "Don't slap me in the face!"
"Leng Heng, take her down." Chang Mian glanced at Chang Shang and didn't know how to face it for a moment.
Leng Heng made a gesture of invitation to Chang Shang, and Chang Shang shook her head. She was worried about Chang Mian and didn't want to leave. She didn't want Chang Mian to fight, but she knew that men have their own ways of venting, so she could only follow Leng Heng back to the place.
On the side, the whole person stared at the man nervously.
Chang Mian and Fu Hong fought together.
The anger and shame that had been accumulated in his heart for several years, the disgust that could not be told to outsiders, and the despair that could not be explained to outsiders, he vented them all with violence at this moment.
Yangyang waited downstairs for a long time without seeing Fu Hong. She slowly found her way to the rooftop of the hospital alone. When she saw her husband and Chang Mian hugging each other, she was suddenly startled and hurried over.
"What are you doing?"
Chang Mian's whole body was filled with an aura of hostility that never went away. Between the two of them, one punched the other and kicked the other. In the end, both of them were so tired that they sat on the ground panting.
Yangyang came over and stood between Fu Hong and Chang Mian. She looked at her man and glared: "Are you okay, have you eaten enough to hold on?"
"It's just a discussion." Fu Hong looked past her at Chang Mian, "Do you want to continue?"
Chang Mian felt that the anger in his body could not be vented enough. When he was about to continue, his waist was suddenly surrounded by a pair of soft and slender arms, and the soft and weak voice was close to his ears: "That's enough, Chang Mian,
Stop fighting, stop fighting..."
When he turned around, the violence in his eyes was still rolling. The woman shivered and hugged him tightly, grabbing his bloody hand and gently wiping the blood on it.
He didn't know it hurt, but she carefully blew air on his hand, as if that would reduce the pain.
Unknowingly, he hugged her tightly into his arms. He didn't even dare to lower his head to take a look at her face. He just slowly hugged her waist, sat on the cold ground, and locked her tightly in his arms.
"How should I repay you?"
In this life, no matter how he repays it, he will never be able to repay it lightly; he hates all this and hates it deeply.
Chang Mian didn't dare to face him and closed his eyes. He gathered his arms more and more tightly and hugged that slender and soft body. I'm sorry, even a thousand and ten thousand sorrys won't work. He can't erase what happened. Those who accompanied her
The nightmare he experienced, he couldn't let it not happen.
God's only mercy to them is that she doesn't remember that there has never been a moment when he was so lucky. She doesn't remember what a happy thing it is, otherwise she will definitely go crazy, completely crazy, just like him.
At this moment, he was frightened in his heart, fearing that one day she would suddenly think like him, would she collapse at that time, would she collapse to the point that she could not survive?
don't want……………………
A tear burst out, don't, never think of it, never think of that horrible, humiliating and despairing thing, never!!!
The first encounter between them turned out to be such a life and death experience. Years later, even though his memory has been confused, he still felt so heartbroken when he met her deep in his heart. Subconsciously, he only trusted her, how could he not trust her?