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Chapter 508 Shen Chun's Past (53)

"..."

Jiang Chunhe's tears fell down.

Shen Chaosheng's face turned pale and his lips were trembling.

It's hard to imagine that he was so scared!
Shen Chao was holding Jiang Chunhe's arm tightly, and now he was still afraid. If he was one step too late, if Jiang Chunhe was hit by a car, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"Jiang Chunhe! Next time you don't have eyes, I'll dig out your two eyeballs and put them in—"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Chaosheng swallowed the rest of the words.

Because, at this moment, Jiang Chunhe plunged into his arms.

Tears scalded his coat and burned his heart.

She cried like a child who had lost the whole world, crying and shouting wantonly, but she didn't say a word, her voice was so sad, as if she wanted to shed all the tears in her life!

Suffering is exaggerated.

The exaggerated Shen Chaosheng also felt uncomfortable along with her, as if the tip of his heart was pinched and crushed by a hand recklessly.

"But just scold you a few words, why are you crying?"

The voice was not in a good mood, but the tone was soft and deep. One hand stroked the top of her soft hair, stroking it carefully, for fear of hurting her and making her cry even harder.

But even though Shen Chaosheng was careful, Jiang Chunhe cried even harder.

She felt so uncomfortable that she didn't know how to vent her emotions other than crying bitterly!

Shen Chaosheng hugged her tightly, sighed lowly, and his thin lips fell on her smooth and full forehead.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, huh? I won't scold you in the future, okay?"

...Jiang Chunhe cried for a long time.

Cry until dark.

The surrounding temperature became a little colder, and she finally stopped crying.

Shen Chaosheng's two arms were already numb, and he took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her tears.

The moment his hand touched her face, Jiang Chunhe brushed his hand away, "Thank you, but no need."

Turn around and leave.

Shen Chao was angry and didn't call anywhere.

A lot of my clothes were wet, and she left after using them up. Do you think he is a trash can to vent? !
"Jiang Chunhe, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Chaosheng followed behind her, and Jiang Chunhe walked forward without saying a word.

There was another crossroad ahead, and now it was a red light, Shen Chaosheng saw her foolishly walking forward, and dragged her back again.

"You didn't take your brains when you went out today? If you want to die, you don't have to run over the road. I can shoot you right now!"

"Crush me! If you kill me, I won't be in such pain, will I?"

"Why, did Shen Zhichen make you suffer?" Shen Chaosheng said to the point.

"Don't mention him..."

Her tears fell again, in strings, like golden beans.

"I don't want to hear his name now...don't mention him!"

"Okay, let's not talk about him!"

Shen Chaosheng rubbed his forehead, sighed, and ignored Jiang Chunhe's pushing and pushing to wipe her tears and nose.

What a cute and exasperating girl, crying so much, hiccupping, and still crying.

"Are you made of water, Jiang Chunhe?"

In the past, his two older sisters told him that women are made of water.

Now he finally verified this fact with his own eyes.

Jiang Chunhe's long eyelashes still had tears, and he looked up at Shen Chaosheng.

"Thank you for today."

"no need thank me?"

"...Thank you for staying with me for so long."

"So far, I have only been with you for so long as a woman!"

As he spoke, Shen Chaosheng leaned down and pressed a poke on her soft lips.

Jiang Chunhe remained expressionless, and raised his hand to wipe his mouth, wiping away his breath.

"Thank you, thank you, don't touch your hands..."

Her voice also sounded weak, with a strong nasal cavity. It can be seen that she is really sad and heavy now. She doesn't know what to do, and she can't be happy no matter what.

Shen Chaosheng didn't tease her anymore, he just scratched Jiang Chunhe's hair again, then wrapped his arms around her waist, and brought her home.

Shen's villa.

It's 06:30pm and the living room is quiet.

On the sofa, Shen Zhichen had been sitting here half an hour ago.

He petrified into a statue, and he was relieved after seeing Jiang Chunhe, who had disappeared for a day, finally returned safely.

But, his eyes fell on Shen Chaosheng's hand holding Jiang Chunhe's waist——

Shen Zhichen frowned immediately, and said word by word:

"Let go of Chunhe!"

Jiang Chunhe stood where he was, without moving.

Shen Chaosheng was even more motionless, his eyes were somewhat provocative.

Shen Zhichen fixed Jiang Chunhe's eyes firmly, and called out again, "Jiang Chunhe, come here!"

"She cried all afternoon today, can't you see her eyes?"

As Shen Chaosheng said, he stretched out his hand and pushed Jiang Chunhe.

"Okay, you go back to your room!"

This time Jiang Chunhe listened to Shen Chaosheng's words, nodded, bypassed Shen Zhichen, and went upstairs.

Condescending, Shen Chaosheng looked at the man on the sofa.

Shen Zhichen was also looking at him, but couldn't help it, and grabbed Shen Chaosheng's collar fiercely.

"What did you do to her again?!"

"I did something, or you?!"

Not to be outdone, Shen Chaosheng also grabbed Shen Zhichen's collar, looking into Shen Zhichen's dark eyes with sharp and mean eyes.

"Since you made her so sad, let's just get a divorce. You are not the only one who wants to protect Jiang Chunhe!"

"I won't give up Chunhe to anyone, especially you bastard!"

"Okay." Shen Chaosheng sneered.

"If that's the case, then you can wait to go to jail!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Chaosheng let go of his hands first, and walked upstairs.

……

Jiang Chunhe stayed in the guest room.

She stayed the whole night without going out, locked the door behind her, and no one could come in.

The moonlight outside was very strong, falling on her pale little face, Jiang Chunhe's brows were tightly wrinkled, and the sadness seemed to never be resolved.

Jiang Chunhe had already fallen asleep, but Naihe slept unsteadily, woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, and got up to go out to get some water.

Through the moonlight, I saw Shen Zhichen standing outside the door and leaning against the wall.

He didn't know how long he stood there, his slender figure was leaning there, with a well-proportioned figure, with a cigarette in his hand, smoking gently.

Shen Zhichen never smoked.

The same is true after marriage, no matter how painful it is, he will not smoke.

So this time seeing him smoking, for a moment Jiang Chunhe felt as if he saw Shen Chaosheng's shadow.

"I thought I'd wait for you until dawn," he said.

His throat was a little hoarse and thick due to the smell of smoke.

And inexplicably, mixed with a bit of pain and sadness.

Jiang Chunhe pursed his lips, and said in a flat voice, "What are you waiting for me?"

Shen Zhichen raised his hand, and a large piece of cigarette ash fell to the ground. He extinguished the cigarette butt and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Today, you went to the hospital, didn't you?"

(End of this chapter)