Ex-wife returns, tender to the bone

Chapter 62 Why Save Me?
The shining white knife was pierced in Su Lu's chest, and the bright red blood was flowing along the knife...

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, He Qingtian was stunned, even Guan Changqing didn't expect that Su Lu would rush over and block the knife.

And this stillness only lasted for a second, and following He Qingtian kicked straight with a long leg, Guan Changqing was kicked a long way and fell to the opposite wall, unable to move anymore.

"Su Lu..." He Qingtian whispered, hugged her with one hand, and pressed her wound with the other, but there was so much blood that he couldn't hold it back, and the bright red thick liquid flowed out from his fingers , dyed his fingers red, and also wet his heart.

This idiot, don't you hate him to death?

Why do you still rush forward to take this knife for him?

"I'll take you to the hospital, Su Lu, hold on," He Qingtian finally came to his senses, hugged her and ran outside.

The sun jumped out of the horizon, dispelled the night haze, and made everything calm.

Su Lu's wound was not too deep, so there was nothing serious about it, but she was still drowsy due to excessive blood loss. He Qingtian sat on the sofa, his black eyes stared at her sleeping face for a moment, and the flashing of the moment before her eyes It was the scene where she jumped at herself and blocked the knife.

Some memories, the more I think about them, the more frightening I get...

As for He Qingtian, apart from being terrified, he also couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out.

Why would she save him?

why?
Is it...

A thought hovered in his heart, but he felt it was impossible.

How could she fall in love with him?

She only used him from the beginning to the end.

"...um...um..." The sleepy man finally woke up, groaning in pain.

He Qingtian got up and went over, his voice was hoarse due to sleepless nights and worries, "Are you awake?"

Su Lu's eyes fixed on his face, the scene before coma was like a movie replay, and finally she looked at the hanging bottle on the upper right, "Why am I not dead?"

Hearing this, He Qingtian's anxiety, worry, and heartache gathered in his chest, and finally turned into uncontrollable anger, "Do you really want to die? Or do you want to be a hero who sacrifices himself to save his husband?"

Su Lu's anger and blood surged from the yelling, and the wound hurt even worse. To be honest, she pounced on him for no reason at the time, and blocked the knife for him, as if it was an instinct.

Since it was instinctive, I didn't expect him to be moved or grateful, but his words still stabbed her. She endured the pain and smiled wryly, "I'm not a fool, why would I want to die? As for being a hero, I really don't think so." so great."

He Qingtian narrowed his black eyes, propped his arms on the edge of the bed, his handsome face leaned down, eyes like the deep sea covered her, "Then why did you save me?"

why?
Can she tell him, because of love?

Because you love him, you instinctively block the knife for him?
But she knew that he wouldn't believe it. In his eyes, she had always been a calculating woman, and what she said was nothing but humiliation for herself.

She smiled slightly and sarcastically said, "Because I don't want to be accused of being a Kefu, besides, it is very difficult for a widow to remarry these days."

"..." He Qingtian's eyes dimmed, this woman was so in need of a beating, no matter when, he always had the urge to deal with her severely.

"Don't worry, you just want to be a widow, and I won't give you this chance," He Qingtian gritted his teeth.

Their conversation fell into a deadlock again, and Su Lu, who had lost so much blood, was tired after such a conversation, so she simply closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

He Qingtian didn't leave, just looked at her like that, after a while, Su Lu felt something soft touch her cheek, her lips, and then heard him sigh in a low voice, full of helplessness——
"Fool, why are you so stubborn? What will happen if you admit that you don't want me to be hurt?"

She shrank her hands under the quilt, and responded to him from the bottom of her heart, "It's not that I don't want to admit it, but I dare not. For her, there is still one thing she can't do."

If she was an innocent woman, she might be able to give it a go, but she still has a child with an unknown biological father, and how can a man as proud as He Qingtian accept such an unclear situation? What about a her?
(End of this chapter)