077 Did you come out of the ward last night? Duanmumu let go of Su Huanan's arm and walked quickly as if running. It seemed that only in this way, the depression in her heart would feel better, but she didn't know that the more she did this, the worse she would feel.
I couldn't breathe, as if someone was holding my throat.
The pain spread out from her heart in thousands of ways and rushed to every part of her body, infiltrating every inch of her flesh and blood.
"Cry if you feel uncomfortable." Suddenly, the road in front of her was blocked, a big hand clasped the back of her head, and pushed her face into his arms.
The strong persistence was shattered at this moment, and tears almost came from his eyes, but no, Duanmumu grabbed Su Huanan's clothes and forced the tears back.
She didn't allow herself to cry anymore, because the tears were shed for those who loved her, and she had no one to love her, let alone that man who was not worthy of her crying for him.
From now on, she will never cry again.
Duanmumu slowly withdrew from Su Huanan's arms, and then faced the sunshine. Who told her that when she wanted to cry, raise her head to 45 degrees, and the tears would not fall.
"Mumu," Su Huanan looked at her and stretched out his hand, but he didn't touch her because she avoided it.
"I'm fine, I'm fine," she smiled at him, but her smile was like a flower crushed by the cold winter. It was chilling to look at. She sniffed, the tip of her nose was red, "You go back
Well, I want to go for a walk by myself."
"I'll accompany you," Su Huanan couldn't worry about leaving her at this time.
Duanmumu shook his head, "No, you should understand me. When you are upset, just stay alone for a long time and it will get better."
Yes, when she was angry with him in the past, she would always hide out and disappear for a long time. When she came back, it was as if her memory had been wiped clean and she had completely forgotten all the previous unpleasantness.
But, is it okay now? Bei Muhua.
"Mumu..." Su Huanan was still worried.
"I'm leaving, bye!" She waved to him, retreating far enough away from him.
"..." Su Huanan's mouth opened, but no sound came out, because she had turned around and walked in the opposite direction to him, never looking at him again...
In the ward, Lan Yiran was sobbing softly, her sobs were choked as if she had been wronged so much. It was no wonder that she was like this. She was called a whore in front of her face, but she didn't even have the qualifications to retaliate.
"An Chen, what you said just now was so unpleasant... She is obviously the junior third, so why did she say that to me? I can't let her bully me like this. You have to ask for an explanation for me... And look at her and my second uncle.
To actually hook up, she is the one..." Lan Yiran rambled on.
Leng Anyen was already upset, but now that he heard Lan still being so silent, he felt as if his heart was as confused as hemp.
"Enough!" he growled.
Lan Yiran was frightened by his sudden anger. She looked at him blankly, her beautiful eyes slowly filled with mist. Within a moment, she saw full tears rolling down, and her voice was choked with sobs. "
I know you care about her, so why are you driving her away? If you don't want to let her go, just keep her, or I can help you chase her back now."
After saying that, he walked out, but after just one step, his hand was grabbed by Leng Anyen. He suppressed the irritability in his heart and patiently coaxed her, "I didn't mean that, I just feel upset when I look at her."
Upset?
Would you be upset if you didn't care?
Leng Anyen, you can't even lie.
Lan is still a woman with unique sensitivity, not to mention that she has been with Leng Anyen for so long. Even if his breathing changes to a different rhythm, she knows what he is thinking.
"I'm a little tired and want to take a nap. You can go back," Leng Anyen said before falling down and closing his eyes.
Lan Yiran looked at him with an indifferent expression, and her heart felt cold. In the past, whenever she cried, he would treat him like a treasure, but recently, she could no longer feel his care.
Was it because of that woman that he lost patience with himself? Or did he simply fall in love with that woman?
The latter thought made her heart tighten and she clenched her hands suddenly, as if she was afraid of losing something.
Lan still looked at him, staring at his face for an instant.
This man seemed to have been kissed by God, his cheeks were as good-looking as a knife, his eyebrows were like stars, and even though he was sick, he still had an overwhelming aura and attraction.
She loves him, and he can only belong to her, so she can't just watch his heart tilt towards Duanmumu little by little.
Wiping away the tears on his face, Lan Yiran reluctantly packed up the things he had just thrown away, called a nurse to give him an injection, and then sat down.
Looking at his sleeping face, she knew that he was not asleep, but he would rather close his eyes than look at her. Was this because he was tired of it?
Lan Yiran only felt that all the confidence she had in the past had been burned away by his anger today. She really had no confidence at all now, but she was unwilling to give in.
A thin smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she held his hand. Since if he pretended to be asleep, then she would just pretend that he was asleep.
With a low sigh, she spoke softly, "An Chen, do you know? In fact, my life is very tiring. I love you obviously, but I can't be with you. I have to be called a mistress behind my back and Duanmumu calls me a whore in front of me.
...I don't care about all this, I just want you to love me, that's enough..."
She put his hand against her cheek, and then let the wet tears flow across his palm. After seeing his long eyelashes tremble suddenly, she continued, "An Chen, I love you, in this world
I am the only one in the world who truly loves you, regardless of status or everything else."
She put her face close to his chest and moved away after a while, "An Chen, I'm leaving first. I'll go home and make soup for you." After saying that, she kissed him gently on the lips before standing up and leaving.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Leng Anyen opened his eyes. Lan Yiran's words lingered in his ears. It would be false to say that he was not touched at all. But the more he was moved by Lan Yiran's thoughtfulness and tenderness, the more he hated Duan Mumu.
It was she who took away the status that belonged to Lan Yiran, but she didn't know how to cherish it.
She was hooking up with other men, but she still bossed her around in front of him.
It was her ignorance that caused him to be tortured by aphrodisiacs.
It was she who pushed him to other women, it was her, it was she...
Everything was messed up because of her, but she and her old lover came to show off to him, leaving him alone here to be angry and suffer, while she lived a happy life.
He doesn’t allow it, he doesn’t allow it!
Leng Anyen's black eyes shone with resentment. He grabbed the cell phone on the bedside and dialed her number, but was hung up within a few seconds.
Damn woman, she is getting bolder and bolder now, she dares to hang up on him.
When I dialed again, I was still hung up.
As my anger rose as the phone was hung up, all kinds of random thoughts in my heart also came flooding in——
Why didn't she answer the phone? Because it was inconvenient to be with Su Huanan? Or were they doing something casual?
Anger was gradually replaced by irritability. He pressed another number and the call was quickly answered, "Xiao Chen, what's the matter?"
"Where's Duanmumu, why doesn't she answer the phone? What are you doing?" Leng Anyen was so flustered that he didn't even notice how jealous his tone was.
Su Huanan was stunned for a moment and replied, "She is not with me."
This time, Leng Anyen was stunned, "What?"
"We separated after we got out of the hospital. She said she would go away by herself while you look for..." Before Su Huanan could finish her words, the call was hung up.
Holding the phone, Leng Anyen let out a long sigh of relief. As long as they were not together, he would be relieved.
At this moment, he realized that besides being interested in her being with Su Huanan, he was more afraid.
Duanmumu heard his phone ringing again, took it out angrily, pressed the answer button and yelled, "What do you want to do?"
"It's me," Su Huanan's calm voice sounded.
"Oh, I..." Duanmumu wanted to explain, but didn't go on.
"Do you think I'm Leng Anyen?" Su Huanan asked what she hadn't said, smiled bitterly, and then said, "He called me, he seems to be in a hurry to find you."
"Looking for me?" Duanmumu was holding a freshly shaved marshmallow in his hand, a ball of white flowers, which made people drool just by looking at it. "He is an old lover and his little secret, so why are he looking for me?
"
Hearing her relaxed tone, Su Huanan was relieved, "Yes, he is so busy, why is he still looking for you?"
"Don't worry about him, he's just a mad dog. He won't do anything good except bite me twice." Duanmumu took a big bite of the marshmallow angrily and said, "I'm fine. I'm eating marshmallow. Just hang up."
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"Well," Su Huanan responded, and before she hung up the phone, she said urgently, "Mumu, I miss the taste of marshmallows so much. Where are you? Can I come over?"
Duanmu's hands trembled, and the aftertaste of the marshmallow in her mouth became bitter. It took her a while before she replied to him, "If you want to eat, go buy it yourself."
Without waiting for his reply, she quickly hung up the phone. Just when she was about to turn off the phone, she heard the sound of a text message ringing on her phone, and turned it on——
"Get back here right now!"
With just these few words, you can tell who sent it at a glance.
Duanmumu shook his head and pressed delete, but he didn't expect that his phone call came at this time, and the call was actually connected.
In fact, when Duanmumu was talking to Su Huanan, Leng Anyen called a few more times. When he heard that her line was always busy, he sent an annoyed text message.
"Duanmumu, I order you to come back immediately... I was injured because of you, but you are having fun with wild men outside. Nothing in Duanmumu's world is so cheap." She was still stunned, Leng Anchen lost
The roaring voice came from the other end of the phone.
Frowning, Duanmumu moved the phone farther away. He shouted so loudly that people within a three-meter radius could hear him clearly without using a hands-free speaker.
"Go back? It's a pity that I'm not a dung beetle, and I don't have that ability. Why don't you get out?" Duanmumu returned with a lukewarm tone.
"You," Leng Anyen didn't expect that she would scold him when she opened her mouth.
"Duanmumu, give me less, half an hour, no... twenty minutes, if I can't see you, I, I..." He really didn't know what to do to suppress her now.
"What do you think?" Duanmumu chuckled, "Should you fire me from my position as secretary, or fire my wife from her position? It's best to do both together."
Leng Anyen is about to vomit blood. When did this woman become so sharp-tongued?
The scene of her and Su Huanan embracing each other flashed before his eyes, and he snorted, "I opened Su Huanan."
"Oh, him!" Duanmumu still said in a disapproving tone, "He is your second uncle, not mine. It's up to you."
She didn't care about his threat to Su Huanan? Does it mean that Su Huanan is not that important in her heart?
This thought made Leng Anyen's discomfort feel better, but he had to see her and see her stay by his side before he would feel relieved.
"Then I will dig up your father's grave," Leng Anyen didn't know why he said this. After saying this, he felt it was inappropriate, but the words had already been spoken and he could no longer take them back.
Sure enough, there was no sound from the arrogant woman on the other end, as if the cell phone signal had been cut off, but the cell phone was clearly still connected.
"You come or not, you decide for yourself," I've already said it anyway, and it seems to be effective, so let's just say it.
After a while, Duanmumu's voice came over, trembling so hard, "Leng Anyen, you are shameless, you will die a good death!"
The call was hung up, but her voice seemed to be filled with poison and a sharp blade, piercing into his heart.
What he said was just to force her to come back, but he didn't really mean to do that.
"Honey, I..." he murmured into the phone, "I was just saying that for fun, how could I pick up your father's grave?"
But, she couldn't hear it anymore.
Duanmumu stood on the empty street, her eyes fixed, and she still held the half-eaten marshmallow in her hand, but she could no longer eat it.
She didn't expect that Leng Anyen could threaten her with his dead father?
The father is dead, how could he say such things?
My heart suddenly ached, like a knife being twisted.
Duanmumu dropped the marshmallows in her hand and ran towards the roadside, hailed a taxi and went straight to her father's graveyard. She would feel at ease only after visiting it.
Her father's cemetery is on a mountain. Duanmumu came here once after her father died. It wasn't that she didn't want to come, but she didn't dare to come because she couldn't bear the pain of being separated from her father.
After getting out of the car, Duanmumu ran quickly towards the mountain. She almost fell down several times, but she didn't care. Finally, she stood in front of her father's tombstone. Everything was fine.
Duanmumu's heart suddenly fell to the ground, and her tears fell with it. Her father's face on the tombstone was still as kind as when he was alive. At this moment, all the grievances opened and Duanmumu could no longer suffer.
I cried uncontrollably, "Dad, dad..."
I don’t know how long I cried. It wasn’t until the sky was about to end that Duanmumu stood up and looked around. The scenery here is good. There are evergreen cypress trees all year round. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It should be a Feng Shui place.
Duanmumu didn't care about this. What she cared about was that her father could rest here and that his soul would no longer be disturbed.
Leng Anyen's unstable temperament annoyed him, and she was really unsure of what she could do. He could touch all her bottom lines, but not her father.
This time, he pinpointed her weak point.
Outside the window, the setting sun shone on the floor of the room, dividing the room into two halves, one half warm, one half dark, and he was in this darkness.
After making that phone call, he has been regretting it, but as proud as he is, he will never take back that sentence. In fact, he knows that even if he takes it back, the harm to her will be like a knife cutting through the skin, leaving scars.
"squeak--"
There was a knock on the door behind him, but he did not turn around, thinking that the nurse was coming, until her voice sounded slowly, "I'm here, you are not allowed to touch my father's grave."
It was a bit like an illusion, but he couldn't help but turn around until he saw her standing in front of him.
It's just that she makes him feel distressed at this moment. There are obvious traces of crying on her face. Her long hair hangs down, covering half of her face. Her face is gray and her lips are blue. Only her eyes are so bright that it makes people feel sad.
Don't dare to look directly.
Leng Anyen's nearly stiff body moved, and he made a swallowing motion before speaking, "Of course I won't move if you come, but..."
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" She interrupted him and cut off his explanation.
In fact, he didn't really need to do anything to ask her to come, he just wanted to look at her. Now when she asked her like this, he didn't know how to answer. At this moment, his stomach growled, because Lan still sent her a message in the morning.
When the porridge came, he didn't drink it.
"I'm hungry," he said.
"I'll go out and buy it," Duanmu agreed.
"No," he said quickly as he saw her about to leave, "it will be delivered to home in a moment. You can give me a call to remind me."
If the family brought food to him, wouldn't it mean that the old lady knew that he was injured?
As if sensing her question, Leng Anyen explained, "Grandma doesn't know, only Yushu knows."
Duanmumu didn't answer, just stood there like that. The situation was a bit stiff. Leng Anyen couldn't adapt to her, so she rubbed the tip of her nose and said, "Are you going to be the standing pillar?"
His sarcasm made her move her lips, but she didn't speak. She walked towards the sofa, with a bag on it containing the medicine and clothes she bought for him. When she saw it at this moment, Duanmu Mu's heart pounded again.
pain.
Leng Anyen saw her looking at the bag in a daze, and suddenly remembered that she had left it behind when she went to the hotel in the morning, and of course he had seen the contents inside, which were all bought for him. Something suddenly flashed through his mind, and he blurted out:
, "You were the one last night, right?"
It was clear that the woman lying next to him when he opened his eyes in the morning was Ling Kexin, but for some reason he had a feeling that it was Duanmumu last night. Although he was tortured by drugs and lost consciousness, he seemed to have such a feeling in his heart.
Perception.
His question was like a knife without an edge, it was slowly and quietly cut, but it cut on the apex of her heart.
She turned around, and the setting sun hit her body, covering her with a layer of golden light. Her smile bloomed under this light, so bright that her eyes even curled up when she smiled, but this smile made Leng Anyen
His heart became flustered, "My wife..."
"Leng Anyen, are you out of your mind, or are you crazy about wanting me?" When she spoke, the smile on her lips deepened, but the smile did not reach her eyes, "Even if you were drugged last night
I will not sacrifice my innocence to be with a prostitute even if I am tortured to death."
Her words made Leng Anyen's heart fall rapidly into the abyss as if an iron weight had been dropped.
"It's okay." As proud as he was, he was not willing to be easily defeated by her words. "I'm so afraid that it's you who wants me to sleep with a prostitute who can do anything. I'd rather be tortured to death by drugs."
She called him a whore, and he called her a whore.
