Love You To The Bones

Fang Xiaoran asked Shen Zichuan to arrange Xiao Huange's ward next to Fang Baoer for convenience and safety.

Under the double blows of body and mind, Xiao Huange curled up on the hospital bed, half of her side face buried in a white quilt, quiet as a quail, almost without any sense of existence.

Fang Xiaoran sighed quietly and whispered, "sing happily, take medicine and have a good sleep. The pain that makes us painful will pass."

"Ranran, tell me, can you live through the pain that Shen Zichuan once brought you?"

Xiao Huange didn't know when to turn her head around. When she asked these words, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and her breathing contained suppressed pain.

But the most basic thinking still exists.

This shows that all aspects of her injuries are slowly improving.

Fang Xiaoran's mood at the moment is mixed with sadness and joy.

In her memory, Xiao Huange committed an attack on the United States. Relying on the name of the eldest miss of the Xiao family, she has always been arrogant, independent, and has never been afraid of anything.

But now, this scarred and lifeless appearance is completely different from the previous Xiao Huange.

Fang Xiaoran felt a pain in her heart, raised her head and took a breath to avoid the tears at the bottom of her eyes.

She had been brewing for a long time before she calmed down her sad mood. She turned her eyes to the dying woman lying in the hospital bed and replied hoarsely, "Huanhuan, to tell you the truth, the injuries and torture Shen Zichuan had done to me in the past are very likely that I will never forget in my life and will firmly remember them in my heart.

After all, a broken heart can't be restored to its original integrity no matter how it is mended.

However, life is short, one journey after another. No one knows where life will turn and what kind of surprise will it bring us? "

"Shen Zichuan and I have been separated for more than six years and more than 2000 days and nights. I collapsed and found that I can't love other men except him, including Jingcheng.

So when Shen Zichuan confessed to me that he needed me and was likely to fall in love with me, I compromised and surrendered. I loved him and fell in love with him at the age of 16. I couldn't refuse the man I liked from beginning to end, let alone the hands he handed me. "

After sipping her red lips, Fang Xiaoran's pupils flickered slightly, stared at Xiao Huange and said, "Huange, if you have a constant love or love for Xiao Jingyi in your heart, try to forgive him and forgive it."

"Forgive him?"

Xiao Huange silently wriggled her pale lips. It was only a day or two. Her plump face lost a circle, and her chin was sharp, almost out of shape.

At the moment of speaking, she choked in her throat and blankly opened her godless Feng eyes. She was stunned for a long time before she gently turned her eyes to Fang Xiaoran, shook her head and whispered bitterly, "Ranran, I was forcibly thrown into the dark house by his two bodyguards. I can't see anything clearly."

Her body was shivering, she clenched her lips, and her face was pale. "After throwing it in, it was Xiao Jingyi's whip that met me. It took a lot of thorns. Every whip of his used a lot of strength.

Those sharp thorns deeply penetrated into the inner layer of my skin. I couldn't cry if I wanted to cry.

I loudly begged him to let me go, but he was like a madman. The more he heard me shouting, the more excited he was. The faster he waved the whip, the more painful I was. He could not survive or die.

When I couldn't stand the pain, I thought I would really be killed by him. "

"Happy song!" Fang Xiaoran trembled all over. She stretched out her hand and clenched Xiao Huange's cold hands. Her pupils were dyed a little red.

Then, she looked at Xiao Huange and pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly. Her voice seemed to be covered with dust and dumb machinery. "Ranran, you say, if he had so little dessert for me, how... How could he beat me to death?

Even if he can't see my face clearly in the dark, can't he even hear my voice clearly?

Later, I figured it out and wanted to understand it.

It must be because he didn't have me in his heart and never cared about me that he would turn a deaf ear to my begging for mercy and turn a blind eye to my tragedy.

He doesn't care about me. Why should I easily forgive him?

Just because I love him, I have to forgive him without principle?

Ranran, you love Shen Zichuan so much that you have no self. Maybe you can forgive Shen Zichuan's fault no matter how painful and how hurt you are.

But I can't, I can't accept him again in my heart. "

"If you can't, forget him, change the city, change the person, and start over."

Fang Xiaoran stared at Xiao Huange's face, which was almost distorted by pain, and couldn't help holding her hand harder. She was afraid that she would be too sad and have no will to survive.

Fang Xiaoran finally knows that what Xiao Huange cares about is not that Xiao Jingyi tortured and killed her, but that Xiao Jingyi heard her voice clearly, but still didn't stop killing her.

What matters is that all the memories of the warmth he brought to her over the years are just her wishful thinking.

What matters more is the fact that Xiao Jingyi doesn't love her at all.

Nothing hurts more than a man a woman really loves but doesn't love her!

Fang Xiaoran has a deep understanding of this kind of bone etching injury.

For a moment, he looked at Xiao Huange in a daze and felt that all the comfort was powerless.

Finally, Fang Xiaoran gently pinched her finger and said softly, "happy song, even for me and bao'er and Jingcheng, you should get through this level.

After going through it, you will become what you are now. The suffering that can't kill you and me will make us stronger. "

"I hope so."

Xiao Huange slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing a lot of cold sweat on her forehead, Fang Xiaoran quickly found a towel and basin, went into the bathroom and received warm water, and planned to scrub Xiao Huange's face and body.

"Singing, a little painful, you bear it."

Fang Xiaoran took the basin and just came out of the bathroom. She dried the towel and wiped Xiao Huange's body carefully.

When he accidentally touched the wound under the gauze, Xiao Huange was shocked and then trembled sharply.

This shows how deep and painful those wounds are.

Fang Xiaoran clenched her teeth and held her breath. She helped Xiao Huange button up the last button of her sick clothes with light hands and feet. She had already cursed Xiao Jingyi hundreds of times.

With a squeak, the sound made by the door attracted Fang Xiaoran's attention.

She turned her head and saw that Shen Zichuan came in quickly. Her deep eyes were only glued to Fang Xiaoran's face. Her narrow eyes seemed to be laughing, "should you care about your man when you're finished?"

Fang Xiaoran's face was hot and didn't want to pay attention. She put down the towel and basin. Seeing that Xiao Huange seemed to be going to sleep, she closed her eyes and obviously didn't want to talk any more. She thought about it and turned away.

Shen Zichuan followed her without hesitation.

Just out of the ward, his mobile phone rang. Fang Xiaoran reflexively looked back and saw that he had touched his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and cast his eyes on the screen. The expression on his face suddenly became dignified and unhappy.

Who in the end called and turned the man's face?