Update time:2012-5-8 14:47:52 Chapter word count:5940

When Su Muyu woke up, everyone's hearts were relieved, but they were still very weak, and after waking up for a while, they fell asleep again, like returning to their mother's body, using more than ten hours a day to replenish the lost blood and energy. Love to hear the conflict

Feng Jing came to see her every day, watching her move from the ICU to the intensive care unit, and then to the general ward, and her body recovered little by little, although the doctors and guards repeatedly begged him to rest.

Su Muyu is a woman, and it is inconvenient a lot, so she hired a professional senior nurse to take care of her.

Qian Feng's temperament suddenly rose, and he sneered and said: "I'm not you, and Wei Rouyi has nothing to do with me, it's your business who you like, and it's your business to help whoever you want, I just care about my brother's life and death! Don't mix your on me." ”

"Master, don't get excited! Quick, the housekeeper quickly bring the blood pressure medicine over!"

Feng Jing, you are just a piece of scenery that belongs to her that I saw on the way. I'll forget about it if I've seen it.

Feng Zhao slapped the table and scolded: "Something that has no interest, look at what you look like, which one surnamed Feng is like you! Take a gun and make a big fuss for me in the hospital, you can endure it very much! My old face and your grandfather's face are going to be lost to you!"

The little toothbrush was a little apprehensive when it came to the unfamiliar environment, but when she saw Xiaoyu's mother, her grandmother immediately screamed, stretched out her little tongue and licked Su Muyu's cheek.

He originally thought that Su Muyu had the same virtue as those women, but he was just the kind of man who was for money. But at that critical moment, it is likely that her life will not be saved, but she can pounce to block the gun, he thinks about it, and the only explanation is: Is she in love with the sealing mirror?

Feng Jing laughed, as if he had heard some big joke: "You are old and confused, Governor Feng, my mother died early, let me calculate, she died eleven years ago." I've been thinking about a question, why don't you just kill me, won't you be out of sight and out of mind when I die? Anyway, don't you have a good son to inherit your family property?"

As he spoke, he opened the car door, helped the mirror out, and hailed a taxi to sit on it.

Maybe it was when he defended himself in front of Su Muqing and Qin Yiheng, maybe it was when he defaulted to his small toothbrush, maybe it was when he bought that true love necklace for himself, maybe it was when he was childish when he was eating, maybe it was when he was holding her hand when she was desperate and about to be destroyed......

"Rebel, Rebel ......"

Although it does not hurt the heart, it is like a fish in the throat.

When Qian Feng and Fang Shaohua rushed to the bar, ten wine bottles were lined up in front of the mirror, and several of them were empty, lying diagonally on the dimly lit tabletop. Many people gathered around to watch him blow down bottle by bottle, clapping their hands.

Su Muyu was stunned.

Su Muyu moved his head slightly, looked at him, and did not speak.

The faces of the two of them were a little dignified, there was no trace of the usual hippie smile, only the cigarette butt in Fang Shaohua's hand, glowing brightly.

He smelled of alcohol and should have been cleaned, but there was still a lingering scent of it.

At the same time, at the door of Su Muyu's ward.

"Su Muyu is there. Qian Feng flicked the hair on his forehead.

Fang Shaohua sat in the driver's seat alone, the cigarette in his hand burned to his head, he smiled, pressed the cigarette butt in the palm of his hand, and extinguished it.

During this time, sealing the mirror is not bad for her, and it can even be regarded as careful and considerate.

Fang Shaohua leaned against the door, with his usual gentle and noble smile on his face, but his eyes were a little indifferent: "Su Muyu, I underestimated you." I didn't expect you to be so skillful, using a bullet in exchange for Feng's soft-heartedness?"

Su Muyu smiled faintly and laughed for a long time, until the smile condensed at the corner of her mouth, as if frozen by time.

Her voice looked very muffled and hoarse through the respirator, and her words carried a strong self-deprecation, like a slap in Fang Shaohua's face. This is her way of protecting herself, she may compromise, but she is never cowardly.

Was it just to repay what she owed him?

After a while, Fang Shaohua asked, "Where to send it?"

Maybe as Fang Shaohua said, she was moved, and unconsciously......

Su Muyu woke up and saw Feng Jing beside her, not surprised.

She...... I can't afford it.

He didn't know when he woke up, his dark eyes were on her face, his fingers gently stroked her face, stroked her long hair, his voice was a little hoarse in the night, but the words were clear: "Why do you want to block the gun for me?"

She instinctively froze, who was it, but the next moment she slowly relaxed: she recognized the smell, it was the sealed mirror. This embrace, this breath has accompanied her for dozens of nights, with an innate domineering, forcefully invaded her life and interfered in her life.

......

Feng Jing was recalled by Feng Zhao with a phone call, and Feng Jing originally didn't want to pay attention to it, but Song Quan nodded at Su Muyu's ward, signaling that if he provoked Feng Zhao, it would only be Su Muyu who would suffer.

Su Muyu smiled lightly, and her pale smile was a little distressing.

He thought that when he brought up the topic of his mother again, he would be angry and angry. But he didn't, like an outsider who jumped out of the way, staring coldly at this endless absurdity, looking at this place that could not shine in the sunlight all year round and gave off the smell of decay.

The long cigarette butt was lit, and the mirror smiled silently, sitting on the sofa at the door, hanging his head slightly, looking over from the side, he could see the long neck carved by the line knife and axe, the black shirt was slightly open to the chest, and the neckline could be seen at a glance, and the collarbone could be seen at a glance, and the skin under the neck until the shadow was carved in the teeth, and the fireworks between the fingers leaked a line of dim light, which made people's eyes hurt.

A glamorous middle-aged woman hurriedly walked over and persuaded: "What's the noise, my son finally came back, how good it would be to have a good meal and chat." "Luo Yun, a glamorous actress twenty years ago, even if she is in her forties, she still has charm, and after marrying into the Feng family, she will add another son to the Feng family, Feng Yi.

Feng Jing turned his head and sneered.

When he said these words, he looked at his biological father's blue face, as well as Luo Yun's embarrassed face, and even gave birth to a kind of happiness, a kind of pleasure of revenge.

What happened to him? Although he drank alcohol, he did not drink alcohol, and he was not allowed to leave the smell of alcohol on himself. He's just had stomach surgery, isn't he going to die? Tonight, what's going on?

Feng Zhao slapped hard again and shouted, "How can you talk to your mother!"

Yes, I will forget.

Feng Jing pulled the corners of his mouth, kicked over the chair next to him, and dropped a sentence: "You, unqualified." ”

This sentence made the car fall silent for a moment, and no one spoke again. About his father's *** superb things, they can't intervene, just like other people's lives, no matter how familiar you are, you can't intervene.

He, his face is so bad, has he not rested for a few days? A person who is usually so clean, his beard seems to have not been shaved for a few days, and she can't help but laugh softly when she thinks that he usually frowns for a long time even if there is an extra pleat on his clothes.

For the sake of living Shao Neng. Feng Jing was completely drunk and lay down on the couch in the back seat.

The dim light shone in from the window, shining into this place that seemed to have not seen the sun for decades, and faded with time little by little, gradually blending into black, degenerating into a trace of light, reflecting on the face of the sealed mirror, Luo Tuo was a little indifferent.

The chuckle on the corner of Su Muyu's mouth seemed to stiffen.

"High blood pressure, no matter how much you can't compare to this rebel!" Feng Zhao glared at the sneering Feng Jing and said, "Let me tell you, that Wei Rouyi was okay before, but now he has become a sick man." Now you have got a Su Muyu back, and she is still divorced. You can have fun, I don't care, but you want to smear our family, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!"

Qian Feng swept all the wine bottles on the table to the ground, made a clanging sound, and worked with Fang Shaohua to set up the person and help him to the car.

"What do you think he's going to do? Qian Feng frowned and looked at the recoil, sealing the mirror and covering his abdomen, frowning and enduring pain. Just after the operation, I didn't stop drinking for a few days, it's strange that I can get better!

Even when I watched him sleep next to his bed, I couldn't help but gently caress his face with my hand.

Fang Shaohua lit a cigarette butt, took a puff, and said softly: "Song Quan said that he went home today." ”

Feng Jing sneered, didn't take his coat, and left directly.

His arms were so tight that she was a little out of breath, and the wound hurt slightly, and she didn't say a word.

It seems that the wound in the chest is no longer painful.

The bar manager was in a cold sweat, and said busily: "Fang Shao, I don't know this...... "I already knew who would dare to give him a drink, hey...... It's really bad luck.

Feng Jing woke up and hurriedly asked, "How are you?" Are you hungry, I'll go and get something for you to eat." The big hand touched her forehead, and Su Muyu suddenly felt a faint emotion in her heart.

Fang Shaohua looked at her expression, seemed to be a little unbearable, frowned, and said, "You shouldn't be in love with him, right?"

Seeing his deathless drinking, Fang Shaohua's face changed, grabbed the bar manager's collar, and said coldly: "Are you looking for death, do you know that he has just finished the operation, and he dares to give him so much wine, I don't want to live early!"

Feng Jing took out a small hairball from his arms and said, "I brought you a small toothbrush, let it accompany you." ”

As for the so-called word "love", in a person like her, it can only be regarded as a joke.

These countless possibilities collided together, slamming open the heart she thought could be protected indestructible, and slammed into a thin slit.

"I'm telling you, you've miscalculated. Fang Shaohua walked over slowly, looked down at her and said, "He may be grateful to you for this, but I tell you plainly: in this life, the person he loves will not be you, let alone marry you back to the Feng family." The threshold of the Feng family, you can't climb it for the rest of your life. ”

After a few seconds, she said with difficulty in her hoarse voice, "Fang Shao...... Please rest assured, I know who I ......"

She could even feel the sad atmosphere on his body, which she had never seen before, which made her heart throb slightly.

Even if it is a piece of meat from the heart.

When Su Muyu slept and woke up in the middle of the night, he found that he was being held in his arms.

When he walked into the door of the house that he hadn't stepped into for a long time, Feng Jing glanced faintly at Feng Zhao, who was drinking tea in the antique living room and listening to his subordinates' report on government affairs, and the door was slammed shut by him.

The moment he was leaving, he raised his hand and pointed at Luo Yun and said, "You'd better keep that person, otherwise, wait for me to give you a big gift!"

Feng Jing seemed to be touched by this sentence, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he was as cold as a thousand years of ice: "Who is your son?"

Su Muyu smiled and rubbed its soft little body.

Why did he block that bullet for him? It was the first time he had asked her that question directly.

Feng Jing's eyes were frighteningly bright, and he grabbed her waist: "I can give you everything, I can give you anything you want, but, don't fall in love with me." ”

As he spoke, in Luo Yuntieqing's face, he slammed the door shut, leaving a room of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Was she really, in love with him? This is a question she never thought about, and she even thought that after such an unforgettable injury, she would never trust anyone again. But today someone came to make a conclusion about the behavior she wanted, and she fell in love with him?

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Fang Shaohua stared at her deeply for a few moments, then turned around and left the ward.

Feng Zhao smashed a teacup hard at Feng Jing's feet, and the sharp porcelain pieces splashed with the hot water, wetting Feng Jing's trouser legs.

Feng Zhao glared at him and waved his hand to let his subordinates stand back.

Fang Shaohua's eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Fengzi, you are standing in the wrong place." ”

Su Muqing lowered her long eyelashes, smiled, and said softly, "Okay, I remember." ”

He can give her anything, money, status, fame, and even lift her up to heaven, but the only thing he can't give is love. Because of this thing, he didn't have it at all. Since eleven years ago, it has been completely dead!

"You, you, you!" Feng Zhao covered his heart, Luo Yun hurriedly went over to support him, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, slow down, be careful of high blood pressure recurrence." ”

Su Muyu shook his head.

However, he was just thinking about the love that he had blocked a shot for him. As for any more, he can't afford it.

Feng Jing looked at her face, a light smile, and didn't know what it felt like for a moment. The answer that should have been satisfactory did not make him as satisfied as he imagined, but as if he had been poked into a small thorn.

Su Muyu smiled, the corners of her mouth were bitter, and she desperately held back the sourness at the corners of her eyes......

He held her in his arms with all his strength, with some sense of revenge, as if he deliberately wanted her to hurt. Su Muyu endured it silently and hugged him hard.

Even if she is tempted, what can she say? That's just her own business, there is a saying: I love you, it has nothing to do with you. What's more, she should be glad that she hasn't been lost to that point now.

In the dark night, the two hugged each other tightly and did not speak, like a silent struggle. stumbling to each other, as if this is how they can find a way to stop the pain in their hearts......

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