Bring back ex-wife and baby

Chapter 371

This night, it was so dark that it would never light up again.

And the car was still running at full speed in the rain. Xiangsi looked out through the window, but couldn't see anything.

"Miss Wen is awake?" Suddenly a deep and gentle male voice rang out from the front passenger seat. Xiangsi looked up, and in the dimly lit compartment, she recognized that it was one of the few people following Du Fangfang. One.

Xiangsi glanced at him, and there was only an indifferent calm and condensation in her dark pupils. She had no anger, no unwillingness, not even fear and fear, such peaceful eyes, as if there had never been any injustice or harm in her body, just a child raised in her body. A boudoir with an indifferent temperament.

Du Sen couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and there was a bit of sympathy in his heart. This girl was completely different from what he thought, subverting his guess and cognition of her in his heart, and he actually felt a little sympathetic to her. Come.

"Xiao Du, Miss told her to get off the bus halfway..."

The driver suddenly spoke, interrupting his contemplation, Du Sen frowned, Du Fangfang explained in this way, she left Wen Xiangsi on the way, she wanted to go back to City A, so she walked back by herself, she was worried Du Sen's calculation was clear, Wen Xiangsick became so ill and suffered such a serious injury, if he was outside in the rain in the middle of the night, half his life would inevitably be lost.

The car slowed down and seemed to stop.

The corners of Acacia's lips curled up a little bit, she turned her head and stopped looking at Du Sen, since her fate is in the hands of others at this moment, then don't expect any more, anger, cursing, crying are all useless , because others just want to put you to death, they will not pay attention to your actions at all, but will only laugh at your stupidity, and then get pleasure from your panic!
Du Sen lowered his head and said nothing, and after a while, he suddenly gritted his teeth, "Don't stop, keep driving, the lady's car has already left, she doesn't know what we are doing, she is still injured in such heavy rain, If someone dies, it's hard to explain, go to the city and leave her behind."

When Du Sen said this, the driver hesitated for a moment, looked back at the blank lovesickness, couldn't bear it, so he nodded and continued to drive according to his intention.

Xiangsi turned her head slowly, her gaze fluctuated slightly: "You don't have to cause trouble for me, and I won't say thank you to you."

Hearing what she said, Du Sen gave a wry smile: "Everyone is their own master, and I'm just here to make a living. It's just that you can be cruel, but you have to leave a way out for others. Besides, I don't think Miss Wen is like He is a bad guy, but he seems to be a lucky one, Feng Shui turns, who knows what will happen in the future... I don't want to do anything wrong."

Xiangsi pulled the corners of her lips slightly, and a pale smile flowed out; "I didn't expect a person like her to have such a shrewd subordinate like you."

Du Sen smiled, turned around and explained a few words to the driver. Naturally, the two wanted to keep their voices the same, and went back to tell Du Fangfang that they left Wen Xiangsi out of the car on the way.

Xiangsi also stopped talking, she lost too much blood, making her dizzy and uncomfortable, leaning on the cold car seat, half dreaming and half awake, flashes of light flashed in front of her eyes one by one, outside the car window was the cold night, the street lamps turned into continuous An orange halo flew by, and she seemed to see in a trance that her life was just a flash in the pan. In the end, where is she, what is she doing, and what is she doing? Some people know, and no one will care anymore, just like she has always been like this, living alone, and no one else appears in her life to warm her.

When I arrived in City A, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Du Sen sent her as close to home as possible, but he was still worried about returning here. Under Du Fangfang's nose, he didn't dare to do too much. , the car stopped, and Du Sen didn't speak for a long time. No one is born a bad person, let alone such a weak woman who has been hurt like this, he still feels that he is too despicable.

Acacia was happy, as soon as the car stopped, she pushed the door and went out.

It was still raining, but the rain was gradually receding, but the cold rain hit her face, she still shivered, her legs were limp due to blood loss, and her head was dizzy. After holding the car door for a while, she finally Gradually stand still.

Du Sen looked at her for a long time and wanted to say something, but he still didn't know what to say. Xiangsi took his expression into his eyes and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I can go back..."

"I'll help you take a taxi..."

Before Du Sen finished speaking, Xiangsi turned around and walked slowly forward. The wind blew her white skirt, and her thin back seemed to be blown away by the wind.

Du Sen was stunned in the car. There was no one on the long street. Only the street lamps on both sides of the road quietly emitted warm light, penetrating the thin rain curtain, and dyed the dark night with light. , Xiangsi walked very slowly but steadily, she tightly covered the blood-soaked gauze on her face, letting the pain linger in her atrium, the rain poured down unobstructed, her clothes were soaked in a short while, Xiangsi lowered her head slightly to prevent the rain from directly splashing on her face. She gritted her teeth and took one step at a time, which was difficult but full of courage and strength.

Just like the little mermaid who wanted to change her legs to find the prince to marry him, she took a step like stepping on the edge of a knife, and she took a step like stepping on her own broken heart.

It turns out that when the pain is extreme, the human heart will activate the protective function by itself, so that you can't feel the pain.

The long street, the long distance, but the same city sounds very close, but it is so far away when you walk. Every time Acacia takes a step, she knows that she is one step further away from him. In this life, he and she are the same There is no chance to meet again, she thought she would feel sad, but then she just smiled lightly, her steps staggered a little, blood leaked from her fingers, as if she was taking away her life little by little .

She didn't care, she still walked towards home, the wet white skirt wrapped her legs, from a distance, she really looked like a mermaid who had landed on the shore.

In the fairy tale, the little mermaid rescues the prince, but the prince marries the princess. In reality, the man she loves loves her, but he also marries someone else. It turns out that even fairy tales are cruel in this world.

Xiangsi felt that she was about to lose her sanity, her legs no longer had the strength to take a step forward, the wind was too strong and the rain was too cold, she still couldn't take a step after all.

When she threw herself on the ground, a cold tear fell from the corner of her eye, He Yijie, I am dying, Wen Xiangsi is dying, do you know...

Du Sen pushed the car door and got out of the car. The cold rain soaked his clothes in an instant. He looked at the street far away, and the white figure almost melted into the rain.

But her back, in the middle of the night, in the deserted street, was indescribably lonely and desolate. Du Sen suddenly felt inexplicably sad. He was silent for a moment, and was about to turn around to get in the car, and he was also looking at her from the rearview mirror. Acacia's driver suddenly yelled: "Oh, this girl passed out... she lost so much blood, it's no wonder she didn't faint..."

Du Sen was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped into the car: "Old Wang, drive the car over there!"

The driver was stunned, and immediately slapped his thigh; "That's exactly what we should do. We two old men, if we don't take care of a little girl like this and die, are we still human?"

Du Sen nodded, but there was an indescribable conflicted look on his face: "What you said is that I will bear the consequences of this matter. If Miss doesn't know, forget it. If you know, you can push it on me!"

The driver wanted to refuse, but also thought that his family's livelihood would not be easy and he would not lose this job, so he said, "Xiao Du, how can this be done..."

"Don't worry, I have my own idea." Du Sen said, the car had already passed by, he hurriedly got out of the car, went to Xiangsi and hugged her, she was cold and trembling, the gauze wrapped around her face was Wet, Du Sen couldn't bear to look at it suddenly, and carried her to the car: "Miss Wen, I'll take you to the hospital..."

Xiangsi stubbornly shook her head; "No, take me home, go home..."

"Miss Wen, you're bleeding too much, you can't delay..."

Xiangsi didn't speak, just shook her head with her eyes closed, she was afraid that if she didn't go home tonight, she would never go back, she was afraid that if she passed out, she would never wake up again, she couldn't delay any longer, she had to go back...

The car drove outside the alley where she rented a house, but couldn't go in and stopped. Du Sen was going to see her off, but Xiangsi was afraid that he would find Yinuo, so she insisted on refusing, so she rested in the car for a while. After passing a small clinic, I stopped and took her to a simple bandage and put on hemostatic powder. Although the effect was not great, she felt much better, so she reluctantly got out of the car, endured the dizziness and stood for a while, then turned to the alley walk in...

Du Sen watched her figure gradually disappear into the dark alley, he was silent for a moment, then turned around and drove away.

Xiangsi was so anxious that she staggered forward in the dark alley, and when she got downstairs, she suddenly found that the light was still on at home, as if she was waiting for her to come back from get off work every day, her heart warmed up, and tears immediately flowed down her cheeks And down...

ps: Little Nuonuo is going to see her father soon.

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