The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 548 I'm Worried You Will Change
"I'm very afraid of spoiling her." I said, "Although I owe her a lot, if I still hold on to this debt and spoil her wholeheartedly without educating her, I will destroy her in the future."

"You think too much." He said, "Once in a while it doesn't matter, don't worry too much about it, Nian Nian just wants to stay in the playground."

Ok.

Afterwards, we ate something and chatted for a while about today's interesting stories. Fanyin opened a bottle of red wine and we drank together.Fanyin asked, "Do you like it here?"

"It's okay." I said, "You seem to like it."

"Me?" He seemed to have heard some joke: "What's so good about those princes and princesses and little mice?"

I figured he was too, but couldn't help but quip: "Not your childhood dream?"

"Fool, how can I have a childhood?" He glanced at me: "I don't remember many things about my childhood, but even if I do remember, I'm afraid I don't have any dreams."

I knew I had made a slip of the tongue, and after saying "I'm sorry", I didn't know what to say.

Fanyin then asked, "What about you?"

"Me neither." I said, "Look at my embarrassment today, you should guess that I don't recognize any of them."

He put his arms around my shoulders, touched mine with his red wine glass, and asked, "Haven't you seen cartoons?"

"No." I said, "Not allowed at home."

"fairy tales?"

"I read it after I grew up." I said, "He told me a lot of it."

I mean Britney.

He fell silent again, and I was embarrassed again: "Sorry... I don't particularly like to hear it either."

Without saying a word, he rubbed his head on my forehead and said for a while, "Is he cute in your heart?"

I looked at him warily.

He naturally understood what I meant and smiled: "I'm just asking."

I asked, "Why do you ask? It's still the same wording."

"I want to know more about him." He has reasons and reasons: "In this way, we can treat him fairly, and gradually let ourselves no longer reject him."

I thought about it and said, "What type of answer do you want?"

"real."

"He is not cute in my heart. He is narrow-minded, jealous, cowardly, shirking responsibility, and he is much worse than you. He is more like your father than your personality."

He laughed again: "You really hate that old man."

"I think your father is that kind of person."

"No," he said, "he has a cruel and ruthless side."

I glanced at him: "Are you saying good things to him or scolding him?"

"He is a man who can do great things, flexible enough, smart enough, and cruel enough." He sighed slightly: "But it is painful to be his family."

I said: "Actually, every time I see him so gentle, it's hard for me to imagine how he hits you. But when I see him pushing the stars like that, I find that he is really cold-blooded, as if anything It doesn't impress him."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's an idiot who remembers being beaten, I just hate him."

"You are in the same category as him." I asked, "Why do you hate him?"

"I don't know, the doctor said it was because of my childhood experience. I don't remember it, but the hostility is still there," he said. "And I was essentially one with him, and that's what I went through."

I said, "I hate him too. And I think Britney is very much like him, as if she has inherited all the things he hates."

He laughed again: "Then why did you love him in the first place?"

"Because..." I couldn't help but stop.

He didn't speak, probably because he noticed my emotional ups and downs.

After a long time, I said: "At that time, he was very good, full of good points. But later I found out that it was all fake. He deceived me on the most critical issues from the very beginning."

He didn't speak.

He knew what I was talking about, and Britney kept it from me about his illness from the very beginning.

I continued, "He's cute, though."

He was still looking at me and still didn't speak.

It's not that I don't have an answer to this question. I have known for a long time that the situation still remains with him, and I have a big problem myself.I have reflected on that it is because I am afraid of being abandoned, and I don't want to be the person who abandons others, so I went to another extreme.

I said, "I really can't figure it out."

He laughed, kissed me on the cheek, and moved on to another topic.

Fanyin didn't bother me that night, but we still slept on the sofa.The sofa has a small space, so they have to hug each other tightly, so that each other is sweating profusely.

From the second day to the fourth day, the three of us stayed here all the time. Frankly speaking, I was already tired of shopping, and I was completely reduced to the foil of the father and son.But after all, Fanyin might change his face. Although he promised himself, I still dare not let them go out alone, so I can only accompany them.These few days the weather is not good, there is no rain, and the sun is shining every day, it is simply deliberately bullying me.

I finally made it to the last day, and both of them were fine, but I felt uncomfortable early in the morning. When I was queuing up, I felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital. Fanyin said that I had suffered from heat stroke, and the injury on my head had not fully healed, and I was too tired recently.

I was lying in the hospital, and Niannian was always looking at me sadly, looking at Fanyin from time to time, and pulling him out to whisper.I probably knew what she wanted to do, so I took advantage of Fanyin to go out and asked her, "Do you still want to play?"

She looked at me with a pouted face, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

I said, "It's not that you are forbidden, it's just that I dare not let you be alone with your father."

She still remained silent, drooping her little head, like a wounded animal, her eye circles slowly turning red.

I was a little flustered for a while: "Nian Nian, mom and dad will bring you to play next year."

She curled her lips, was about to cry, but held back again.

Anyone would definitely think that there is something wrong with Nian Nian, so I hurriedly got serious: "Tell Mom, is something wrong?"

"No." She shook her head and shed tears, "I just saved the funniest thing for last, I don't know if it will change next year..."

I did not speak.

Nian Nian has always been sensible, so I often forget that she is just a child, and she doesn't have to be considerate of me all the time—although while thinking this way, I am still surprised and puzzled.

After Niannian cried for a while, Fanyin came in.

Seeing her wiping her tears, I was so distressed that I said to Fanyin, "Go ahead and take her to play."

Fanyin said, "No, I'm here to accompany you."

Nian Nian naturally heard clearly, raised her head to glance at him, and ran out.

Fan Yin looked in the direction of the door, and seemed to understand why Nian Nian was angry, but she didn't speak.

I said: "You take her there. There are doctors and nurses here, I'm fine." I still need to hang water, so I will stay in the hospital for a while: "You take her to play, and then I will go back to the hotel by myself." It's only 5 minutes away from the hotel.

Fanyin didn't speak.

I said, "I didn't mean to use my illness to hold you back and not let you play. In fact, I have already felt much better. I'm just worried that you will change."

He smiled bitterly: "Of course I won't, I just don't want to throw yourself here."

"Then take her." I said, "She just cried with me for a while, it seems that you two have some secrets from me."

Fanyin shook her head and said, "No, she just really wants to go."

I didn't bother to argue with him, so I just said, "Go."

Fanyin finally led Niannian away, because Niannian was really sad.Just now after I quietly chatted with Fanyin about this matter, when he went out to find Niannian, she was indeed sitting outside crying.

Frankly speaking, by now, I finally feel that something is wrong.

As soon as Fanyin and the others left, I immediately went to ask the doctor, because I suspected that there was some bad progress in my condition, which made Niannian's mood so bad.

Unexpectedly, the doctor said that I was fine. Although my eyes recovered by coincidence, all the examination results were good.

I lay in the hospital for four hours, during which Fanyin called several times, making it so noisy that I couldn't sleep well.I couldn't help but lose my temper with him, but he smiled instead and said, "On the one hand, I care about you, and on the other hand, I want to report to you that everything is normal for me."

"Is Nian Nian happier?"

"Well, she still hopes you can come with her."

"I hope too." I said with a smile, "However, the hospital is too comfortable. There are beds, air conditioners, and no exposure to the sun."

He understood that I was joking, smiled, and said, "Don't worry, Niannian has told me for several years. She really wants to come, and she is afraid that she will never be able to come again."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, I lay on the hospital bed thinking, Fanyin's emotions were well hidden, but Niannian obviously couldn't.I intuit that these two guys are not hiding anything too bad from me, because No. 1 is not the kind of person who takes advantage of children.And if something is too bad, Nian Nian will distinguish it by herself.

But my head hurt too much, so I didn't think about it.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by the nurse because my drip was over.Although my condition is good, my steps are still vain.I can contact Fanyin, but at this time, the two of them happened to be playing halfway there, and Niannian definitely didn't want to come out.

I thought nothing would happen in 5 minutes, so I went through the formalities and left the hospital.The sun outside was still scorching hot, and I felt terrible again when I came out, worried that I would faint again, so I hurried to the side of the road to sit down, and I couldn't care about my demeanor at this time.

He took out his phone, but his eyes had already started to turn black.I knew this was a sign of fainting, so I hurriedly hugged my knees and buried my face in trying to make myself more comfortable. At this moment, a very strange female voice came from my ear: "Miss?"

I tried to open my eyes, but the dizziness was too strong.

That person helped me up, and seemed to say "Miss is sick", but he didn't seem to. Anyway, when I woke up again, I found that I was back in the hospital.

The sky outside is still in the afternoon, so it can be seen that it is not much later than when I was discharged from the hospital.

Several doctors and nurses stood beside the hospital bed. Seeing that I woke up, the doctor said very politely: "Your condition is under control, but you cannot leave the hospital yet. You need to rest."

(End of this chapter)