Husband, Please Stop Flirting

In a hospital in Japan, looking at Lin Zixiang standing in front of him, Feng clearly admitted that he had a moment's heartbeat. Anyway, in feelings, getting along with people who pay more than themselves will have the upper hand. But feeling is not a game. You must win. Do you really have to be so fussy and calculate it a little? Is that love or a deal.

"Zixiang, I know you are very grateful for my friendship, but I have someone in my heart now." Feng ChuChu pointed to the position of her heart with her fingers. There was a bit of sadness and helplessness in her eyes. Her eyes were half narrowed. She sat on the hospital bed, looked at the ground and whispered: "Even if he doesn't have me in his heart, even if he occasionally gives me warmth, he just gives it casually. It's a kind of charity feeling, but I'm willing to accept it, because he lives in my heart!"

Although feelings come first, they come first, but when they fall in love, it is difficult for their narrow heart to live in another person.

"If I promise you now that I decide to be with you, it's unfair to you. I'll think of another person when I look at you. I don't want to be so mean. I don't want to be hurt by Si Yeqing. I don't want to pour more on you. Can you understand what I mean?" When Feng ChuChu finished, Lin Zixiang was also silent. He had already thought about this situation clearly on the plane from home to Japan, but when he heard Feng ChuChu say it himself, he couldn't help feeling sad.

When he learned that Feng ChuChu had been kidnapped and was very weak in hospital, Lin Zixiang almost didn't hesitate. He rushed directly to the airport and bought the fastest flight. "At that time, I thought in my heart that even if I had to transfer to other places, I would rush to you immediately. How scared you would be and need someone to accompany you! I didn't think of any other ideas." Lin Zixiang's low voice didn't match his publicized appearance at all.

Feng ChuChu didn't speak. He just fiddled with the thread on his sick suit and didn't dare to raise his eyes. He knew that Lin Zixiang's eyes were staring at him with burning eyes. He could avoid for a while, for a while "I know your feelings for Si Yeqing, so from the moment we meet again, I love you clearly, but I don't force you. I just want you to make your own choice."

"If you don't love me and don't like me at all, then I'll be your friend. As long as you can be happy, I can be your knight forever!" When Lin Zixiang finished, he also smiled with some self mockery. Knights and princesses are so much like bridges in fairy tales, but when feelings really happen to him, he suddenly realized that those things he once laughed at can appear.

After studying abroad for so many years, Lin Zixiang has not seen the feelings of friends.

For his girlfriend, he once mutilated himself, drank wine, changed his temperament, and almost tortured himself to a certain extent. When he saw this, Lin Zixiang was very calm and gave advice next to him, and even joked with a smile and said, "it's just a woman. As for making you like this?" Maybe it was reincarnation. When the emotional multiple-choice question finally appeared in front of Lin Zixiang, he found that it was possible to drink as much wine as possible.

It is also reasonable for those who thought it was a Arabian Night and despised them to wait silently. As long as there is a little chance, he is not willing to give in. After all, what if it is possible? "But all this is based on your happiness. Look at yourself now..." Lin Zixiang's voice suddenly increased a little and said: "You live in the hospital every day. There are countless injuries to your body and heart."

"What about Si Yeqing? Does he know? Even if he knows, what has he done for you? The only thing he can give you is endless waiting and continuous damage. Do you want me to watch you like this and feel distressed?" Lin Zixiang said here. He couldn't bear it. He directly raised his fist and smashed it on the door of the ward. Looking at the blood flowing out of his fist, Feng ChuChu didn't know what to say.

It's really troublesome to hurt others and yourself. At first, grandma once said, "without love, you are strong". Now it seems that she is right.

"I don't ask you to be with me now, but I hope you can think more about yourself! Think about how you can be happy! Okay?" Lin Zixiang said, and the wind was clear and relieved. He raised his head, with a faint smile on his cheek, bit his lips and said softly, "I promise you, I will tidy up with Si Yeqing."

Whether to stay or go, even if you have said so resolutely, Feng ChuChu still wants to give himself a chance.

It's an account of the past three years. A stone can be a little warmer in three years, not to mention the hearts of the people? "Well, you can rest early and I'll go first." Lin Zixiang felt that if he continued to stay, he was likely to be insane and collapse, so he quickly opened the door and left. Looking at his back, Feng ChuChu took out his mobile phone from the bedside table and looked at the photos taken by himself and Si Yeqing in the amusement park.

Everyone said that the feelings in his eyes could not deceive people. Si Yeqing's eyes looking at the camera were full of smiles. At least, at that time, he was happy and had some good feelings for himself? Feng ChuChu comforted himself and fought for a long time before he bowed his head and typed a few words on the keyboard, "Where are you? Can we talk about the future?"

"Di..." the mobile phone prompted the sound, sat on the hospital bed, gently leaned against the deer's shallow side head, and looked at the bright screen.

Feng ChuChu's name is very dazzling, "that's no wonder me." Lu took a shallow look and tried to enter Si Yeqing's password. At the beginning, she set it. Because she felt troublesome, Si Yeqing never changed. "Why are you up?" Si Yeqing came in from the outside, holding the fruit he had just bought. The deer shook his head, smiled and said, "I just feel a little bored and want to go down for a walk, but I don't seem to be very good."

"Then I'll hold you."

At present, Si Yeqing has completely regarded Lu Qianqian as a patient, forgetting that she just cut her wrists and didn't hurt her legs. The way she was supported by two people left a shadow in the sunset. The fruit on the desktop and the screen light just turned off, but no one found it.