Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 196 If you die, I won't even have anyone to hate
He once said cruelly to her, 'Her feet are not worthy of wearing crystal slippers. '

But six years later, he saw her twice, and she was wearing crystal shoes studded with diamonds, but when she was singing on the stage, she was barefoot.

"Get up and go to the hospital." It was still that Qingling's nice voice, she looked down at him, she couldn't hear too much inner emotion in her voice, but the undisguised vibrato still betrayed her.

Yan Siqi suddenly looked up at her. Under the dim light, she looked down at him with tears in her eyes. At that moment, his heart was broken.

Shen Wanling, haven't you left?Why come back again?Do you know that with you like this, he will never want to let you go again.

He cocked his lips and smiled. It was two years of pain, six years of longing, and eight years of repentance.

A hot tear dripped from the corner of his eye, he hurriedly looked away, and wiped away the tear stain from the corner of his eye with his thumb, he was not even qualified to cry and confess in front of her.

"Go back, I just called my driver and he will be here soon." His hoarse voice perfectly concealed the heaviness and reluctance in his heart.

Lighting up a cigarette again, the cigarette was sandwiched between his slender and fair lips, placed inside his lips, and he took a deep puff...

Shen Wanling watched his every movement, including the smile he raised his eyes just now, at that moment, he seemed to be saying to her, 'Linger, I miss you. '

And that tear, she seemed to be saying to her, 'Ling'er, I was wrong. '

But he didn't say anything, everything was her fantasy, she was eager to hear him say, I miss you, I was wrong, I'm sorry.

But none of these things, she stood in front of him like this, and he still wanted to drive her away, just like six years ago, every time she appeared by his side, he would drive her away and hide her like a plague.

"I really want to leave, but I don't trust you." Shen Wanling said while enduring her heartache, she must be crazy, as long as he is still in her life, she is a hopeless lunatic.

Hearing her words, Yan Siqi's smoking hands trembled, and her heart ached as she breathed, "I really want to leave, but I don't trust you." '

Shen Wanling... Shen Wanling...

He stood up abruptly, like a cheetah that was instantly enraged, and pounced on her, throwing her against the stiff and cold wall next to him.

His blood-colored eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he gritted his teeth fiercely and yelled at her, "Shen Wanling, don't you have any self-esteem? You should laugh happily when I look like this, why are you still standing here? Or are you staying just to watch my jokes?"

He clamped his two big hands on her shoulders forcefully, as if he wanted to wake her up from the pain, so that she could see clearly that the man in front of him had cruelly tortured her heart and body for two full years. man.

"Shen Wanling, get out of my world, get as far away as possible, just like the past six years, completely disappear, I don't want to see you, not at all."

He roared loudly, speaking with the same hostility as six years ago, why does he hate her so much?What did she do wrong?Is it just because she loves him and he hates her love that he will treat her like this?

Shen Wanling cried, because her shoulders hurt a lot from being held by him, because when she saw the bright red blood on his waist, her heart ached too, because she had been hiding for six years, escaped for six years, and when she saw him again, Still yearning for his retention.

She stood in front of him like that, crying like a helpless child, her tears were like a stream breaking through the embankment, and she couldn't hold back anymore. For six years, she had never let herself cry like this. Seeing him, she wanted to All the bitterness of the past six years was cried out.

The hands clamped on her shoulders gradually became weak, her tears reflected in his eyes, dripped on his hands, and hurt in his heart.

In those two years, he tortured her so cruelly, and she never cried as wronged as she is now...

His trembling hands wanted to help her wipe the tears off her cheeks, and he wanted to say, 'Don't cry, if your heart still hurts, just hit him, don't feel wronged. '

Her body was shaking from crying, and his heart was also throbbing with unbearable pain.

A beam of strong light hit them, and then went out quickly. The moment the strong light hit them, Shen Wanling was stabbed and closed her eyes, but Yan Siqi's first reaction was to help her block the light, It's just that the whole process was too fast, so fast that Shen Wanling didn't notice his unintentional heart-warming gesture.

"Master." A man in black formal attire stood beside them. When he looked up, he was startled when he saw the woman standing in front of Yan Siqi, but his professional relationship recovered in a second. usual.

Yan Siqi looked around, but she didn't see the man who should be by her side, he was still a young and promising bureau chief, this girl's eyesight improved, anyone could tell that the man loved her very much.

"Your fiancé won't leave, will he?" Yan Siqi asked calmly, even looking at her lightly, and her tone of voice was even more indifferent.

His appearance is very similar to six years ago, Shen Wanling sneered, mocking herself, she was expecting something just now.

She sucked her nose hard, wiped away the tears on her face, and forced back the tears that were still swirling in her eyes. She let out a long sigh of relief and then spit it out.

Looking at Yan Siqi like an ordinary person, she wanted to smile at him, but she found it very difficult, and finally couldn't laugh.

She looked away, looked at the empty night around, forced a smile, didn't answer his question, just said, "Then I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around without even saying goodbye.

Suddenly, a big scorching hand grabbed her icy hand, Shen Wanling only felt that the palm of her hand was quickly scalded by the warmth of his palm.

"I'll see you off." He said in a low voice.

Shen Wanling turned around and smiled slightly, that smile was very calm, as if she was smiling at a very ordinary friend, she said in a distant and polite way, "Don't bother, you should go to the hospital quickly, you seem to have a fever .”

His palms were abnormally warm, very hot, he must have a fever.

The big hand holding her hand was slowly exerting force. He was silent, but he refused to let go. Perhaps his movement of clenching her tightly meant telling her in his heart, 'Don't go, let me see you off. '

He stubbornly refused to let go. She didn't want to delay his going to the hospital any longer, so she could only say, "My fiance is waiting for me, and I don't want him to wait too long."

Sure enough, in the next second, his hand was loosened, and the cold wind of the cold wind blew on the loosened hand, and the scorching warmth was quickly cooled by the wind.

Over the years, Shen Wanling has traveled to many places, sang countless love songs, and read many sentences. She forgot where she read such a sentence, but she remembered it in her heart for six years.

"If we hadn't met at the beginning, maybe she wouldn't be who she is now. In his world, she laughed, hurt, and cried. Once, she was exhausted and walked out of his world silently with her own shadow. I won’t shed tears for him anymore, I won’t be foolishly waiting for his call, I won’t be begging him not to leave. If love is humble, it is no longer love. If love hurts, it is not called love. Let go , is the best relief. '

"Young master..." A tense heavy voice came from behind Shen Wanling, her heart tightened again, she tried hard to force herself to continue walking forward, not to turn back.

That scorching hand held her arm, and she had no choice but to turn her head. Looking back, she saw him standing behind her with difficulty, with a nice curve on his bloodless lips.

He tightened his eyebrows, as if chasing her just now made his wound worse.

He said, "Didn't you just say that you were worried about me? Then why didn't you accompany me to the hospital?"

It was the first time, really the first time, the first time he spoke to her in such a tone, with expectations for her, reluctance for her, and even a bit of flattery for her.

Shen Wanling restrained her already disturbed mood, she said to him, "I don't worry about you, because I'm afraid that you are really dead, if you die, I won't even have anyone to hate."

Yan Siqi's brows suddenly frowned, yes, she hated him, she should hate him, wasn't this what he had been hoping for in those two years.

The hand holding her arm slipped slowly, but it was actually powerless, even if he wanted to hold on to it, he couldn't hold it.

He snorted and sneered, and when he turned around, he fainted due to blood loss. Fortunately, the assistant who came to pick him up caught him, so he didn't fall directly to the ground.

……

January [-]st, a new year, a new day, and hopefully a new beginning.

The company was on holiday for three days, and the school was also on holiday for three days. Mu Wanqiu and Xinyi had breakfast at Xiaomi's place and prepared to go home. Xiaomi was still typing on the keyboard in his room.

When classmate Xiaomi was typing, no one dared to disturb her, otherwise the consequences would be very serious. For example, one time when Huo Zimo came back from get off work late at night and saw that she was still awake, he went to order her to sleep. The result was... a wireless The mouse hit Huo Zimo's forehead directly, haha, but the final result was that no one expected that Huo Zimo took off Xiaomi's coat and pants in a rage, then stuffed her into the bed, and Cut off the electricity at home.

Cough, don't think too much, the uncle didn't do anything, after everything was settled, he went back to his room to sleep.

Closer to home.

When Mu Wanqiu and Xin left Xiaomi's house hand in hand, Mu Wanqiu asked his son, "Honey, I promised your dad yesterday that I will send you to his place today, do you want to go?"

Xinyi looked up at his mother with displeasure, "There is no need to send it over, he is probably still at our house waiting for you to go back and settle the score with you."

(End of this chapter)