Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

Xia Zisu doesn't want to think about the past anymore. The matter between her and Huo Yinrong is not clear in a sentence or two.

Ai Changhuan didn't show up that afternoon, and Xia Zisu was a little worried, especially after Han Ji specially talked about that passage. She was afraid that Han Ji took any measures against Ai Changhuan, so the next day she took advantage of Han After Ji went out to work, he found Ai Changhuan's house and was ready to see her.

But after she arrived at Ai Changhuan's house, she knocked on the door for a long time, and her heart became more and more disturbed. For fear of being late and missing something, she could only knock on the door over and over again and called Ai Chang Huan's name.

Han Ji went to the clinic, and Grandma Ye went out. There was only Ai Changhuan in the family. Because he lived upstairs, he didn't hear the knock on the door. It was only a long time before he faintly heard that someone was calling himself.

Ai Changhuan opened a corner of the curtain and glanced down quietly, and found that someone was calling herself, and that person was Xia Zisu, and she hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll come right away."

After shouting, she found that the window was still closed, and Xia Zisu could not hear her voice at all. After hesitating, she turned to open the cabinet, took out a long scarf from it to cover her entire face, and then opened it. The door went downstairs to open the door for Xia Zisu.

Xia Zisu waited outside the door for a long time before someone came to open the door, thinking that Ai Changhuan had also left, and when he was planning to leave, he suddenly saw a rigorous package wrapped in the room, even with his head wrapped. Woman, she was taken aback, thinking that Ai Changhuan's family had entered a thief, and the subconscious would yell.

But the man rushed straight up to open the door for her, then turned around and ran to the house, saying, "Come on, come on fast."

Xia Zisu looked at the weird man in doubt. Why was this voice a bit like Ai Changhuan?

She called tentatively: "Chang Huan?"

At this point Ai Changhuan had ran into the living room. She reached down and pulled down the scarf a little, revealing a small half of her face, and said, "It's me, come in quickly, I'm closing the door."

Xia Zisu looked at Ai Changhuan in surprise, thinking what happened to her? Could it be ... A bad idea flashed through her mind suddenly. Did Han Ji violently attack Ai Changhuan yesterday? Generally, after being abused, women will feel ashamed to see people and choose to hide themselves. So many husbands beat their wives. Wife will not choose to call the police or even lie to conceal for her husband. In fact, this is wrong. This is indulgence. crime.

She looked at Ai Changhuan with a tense look on her face. She was extremely worried and wondered if this was the reason why Ai Changhuan did not show up yesterday.

According to Ai Changhuan's instructions, Xia Zisu quickly walked into the house, and then closed the door smoothly. She thought that Ai Changhuan wanted to tell her something important, so she asked carefully: "What's wrong with you? Wouldn't it be ... "

Before she finished speaking, Ai Changhuan opened the remaining scarf again, then she widened her eyes and looked at Ai Changhuan in disbelief: "You ... what's wrong with you?"

Ai Changhuan said in pain: "Don't mention it. I didn't know what happened yesterday. At night, a lot of red rashes started to appear on my body. Itchy and uncomfortable. Han Ji said it was urticaria and he had already prescribed it to me. It ’s over. It ’ll be good after a while, but I ca n’t blow it out, so I ca n’t go anywhere today. ”

"Ah ... this is the case ..." Xia Zisu thought to herself, she had misunderstood her. She looked at the redness around Ai Changhuan's neck and asked, "What about you now? Do you feel better?"

Ai Changhuan reached out and tried to touch his neck, but he stiffened and said, "I don't know, it's still itchy, but I can't scratch it. By the way, is there anything wrong for you to look for me so urgently?"

"Uh ... this ..." Xia Zisu smiled awkwardly and said, "It's nothing, it's ... I'm a bit bored, so I want to talk to you or something."

"Then you are here. I'm almost bored to death. I can't do anything at home." Ai Changhuan greeted Xia Zisu to sit down. "You sit first, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Xia Zisu looked around the environment and found no trace of Ai Changhuan's imprisonment. She was relieved and said casually, "That's boring. I'll send you some books in the afternoon. Well, you can pass the time. "

"What book?" Ai Changhuan put the cup in front of Xia Zisu, "A love novel?"

Xia Zisu smiled: "No, it's all about psychology."

Somehow, Ai Changhuan suddenly remembered what Han Ji said yesterday. He said that people who study psychology are 100 times more delicate than ordinary people. They can easily see through the minds of others, so it is impossible to make friends easily. .

Thinking of this, she asked tentatively: "Was your psychology student not easy to believe in love? Because ... if there is any change in the other party, you should be able to detect it quickly? Is there so much? A sense of security. "

After hearing Ai Changhuan's words, Xia Zisu thought of Huo Yinrong again subconsciously. She was right. Once there was something wrong with the other party, she would soon notice that she could clearly capture Huo Yinrong's miss of Ai Changhuan. Every time she looked, she felt heartache every time she saw that look.

She smiled bitterly and said: "Psychologists are also human beings. They also become blind and irrational when they face love. They can't see the truth. In the face of love, they are no different from ordinary girls."

Ai Changhuan looked at Xia Zisu and said, "So, Miss Xia is also a person with a story?"

Xia Zisu turned the water glass in his hand and smiled slightly: "I'm so big, how can there be no story of my own? If you are interested, I can tell you later. Yes, I haven't Knowing how old you are, it looks like one or two years younger than me. I am twenty-six this year, how about you? "

"I ..." Ai Changhuan frowned slightly, then shook his head, and said, "I don't remember how old I am, maybe 25 or six years old. You know, I hit my head some time ago, no Remember the past. "

"Then how did you and Han Ji know each other?" Xia Zisu asked tentatively.

"I don't remember, but Han Ji said that my engagement with him was a family reason, and it was arranged by my grandfather before he died." Ai Changhuan answered.

Xia Zisu smiled deliberately, and then said jokingly: "Then you really believe him, have you never doubted it? What if he lied to you?"

Ai Changhuan looked at Xia Zisu in surprise: "Why ask? Why did Han Ji lie to me? He said that my amnesia is only temporary and I will remember it sooner or later, so he has no reason to lie to me. And why do you know his name is Han Ji? "

"This ..." Xia Zisu was not panic. She looked at Ai Changhuan and said with certainty, "You told me yesterday, did you forget?"

"I didn't forget," Ai Changhuan shook her head, then frowned and looked at Xia Zisu. "Because I remember very clearly, I never mentioned Han Ji's name with you at all. Who are you, what purpose is here, and What the **** do you want to hear from me? "

Because she didn't like Han Ji in her heart, she couldn't take the initiative to mention Han Ji's name with Xia Zisu.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not malicious to you." Xia Zisu helplessly, she did not intend to continue to lie and conceal it, because that would cause Ai Changhuan to distrust her, she looked at Ai Changhuan's wary eyes, I had to say, "Well, I confess, Han Ji suddenly found me yesterday morning, so I don't want to approach you easily in the future."

"He went to you?" Ai Changhuan frowned slightly. It turned out that Han Ji not only did not let her approach Xia Zisu, but also warned Xia Zisu not to approach her. "So why are you here today?"

"I ... I don't know how to say this. It may sound a bit ridiculous, but I believe my instinct. I think your relationship with Han Ji may not be as harmonious as he told you. I think he What major secrets may have been concealed. "Xia Zisu explained as much as possible.

Ai Changhuan was silent. It turned out that it wasn't just her own feeling that even Xia Zisu was aware of. Is Han Ji afraid that Xia Zisu will find out something, so she won't allow her to deal with herself?

Xia Zisu is a psychologist. Maybe she can really find out, but can she trust her? Although Han Ji does seem to be hiding something, at least it should be more reliable than Xia Zisu, who has only seen one side ...

"So who are you?" Ai Changhuan decided to find out the origin of the other party first.

"I told you where I came from, what I did, and I promise that everything I said is true. As for why I came here, sorry, I ca n’t tell you yet, but I It was indeed an accident to meet you. I didn't try anything for you, I just wanted to help you. "Xia Zisu looked at the rash on Ai Changhuan's neck and continued," And don't you think it strange? This urticaria appears Maybe it ’s too coincidental? Yesterday Han Ji did n’t allow you to meet with me. Today you became ill, and you were forced to be locked in this house and not allowed to go out. Maybe you can only be ill when I leave here. ”

"This ... how is this possible?" Ai Changhuan couldn't believe what Xia Zisu said. "How could he control whether I could get sick?"

"Han Ji is a doctor. He only needs to use a little trick." Xia Zisu looked at Ai Changhuan again. "Instead of you being urticaria, it looks more allergic to me."

"How can you prove that what you said is true? If you can't prove it, I can hardly believe your words." She could not doubt Han Ji based on Xia Zisu's one-sided words.

"So, why do you have a rash and see a doctor to see it, you just need to avoid Han Ji." Xia Zisu looked at Ai Changhuan seriously and said, "You believe me, I Will definitely prove it to you. "

"Why do you help me like this? Three days ago, we clearly didn't know each other." Ai Changhuan really couldn't figure out why Xia Zisu was so enthusiastic about his own affairs, it seemed a bit overwhelming.

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