Chapter 45: You Can Be Happy by Abusing Me
At noon, someone opened the door and came in, and it was actually the nanny who had taken care of me before, and my eyes were moist in an instant. The old people are easy to say goodbye to each other, and the nanny's voice 'Xiaowei, you have lost weight' made my tears fall instantly. The babysitter cooked me a hearty lunch, washed my hair, and I was finally refreshed.
In the afternoon, a young man came over and said that Mr. Feng had asked him to take me to the hospital for a foot check-up. I took my bank card and asked him to stop at a nearby bank first, and the nanny helped me in to remit the money, and then I went to the hospital steadily. After taking a film, there was a bone crack, and it was fixed with a plaster cast. 'How long will it take?' I asked. The doctor coldly threw me a '2 months'. My heart tightened, and I couldn't move for two months, it was too painful.
When I came out of the hospital, the young man made a phone call and sent me back to Feng Ziyue. An hour later, another pair of crutches and a wheelchair were delivered. I twitched the corners of my mouth, I was fully equipped and I could be bedridden with peace of mind.
If you say what happiness is, the feeling at that time was that you could sleep soundly and not worry about people coming in, and it was happiness. You don't have to eat bread and biscuits, you can drink porridge, and it's happiness. You don't have to squat to go to the toilet and you can sit, which is happiness, and it is the greatest happiness.
Ziyue didn't come back for a week, and it was a weekend when he came back again, and when he saw me, he asked lightly, 'How is it?' I replied lightly, 'It's okay', he seemed to be very tired, and went into the study without saying anything. During dinner, he coughed from time to time. I didn't say anything, not that I didn't notice his bad face, and I guessed if he was sick, but I didn't want to speak, I was so awkward. I quickly grabbed a few bites of food and rocked my wheelchair back to my bedroom.
Flipping through a book casually, absentmindedly flipping through it, after two hours, I heard no movement, thinking that he slept in another bedroom, I struggled to climb into bed, was sleeping in a daze, suddenly the door knocked, Ziyue came in with a nightgown.
I opened my eyes and struggled to brace myself a little. Ziyue pinched my chin, looked at me indifferently and said, "Why can't you feed me?" I smiled, I wanted to say that I was not as good as a dog, right, but I still didn't have the guts, so the exit was changed to "That's what I look like, you said it." He sneered, pinching me almost out of breath, "You also said that it was my woman, then you should do your duty as a woman." "He knew what I said to Mr. Sun, and Mr. Sun really asked him...... My face flushed instantly, and before I could react, he ripped off the strap from his dressing gown and tied my hand hard. I was a little scared, and asked him, "What are you going to do?" as if he didn't hear, and after tying my hands, he pulled my hair and insulted me.
It's not the first time anyway, I close my eyes, and if I can't resist, just bear it. His movements were rough, and I was in a cold sweat, my hands couldn't move, and tears hurt out, and I struggled with my hands, gritting my teeth with tears in my eyes.
He closed his eyes and didn't look at me, as rough and ruthless as he did to a lady in a nightclub. Perhaps, it is better for the young lady than for me? He is now more like his enemy to be avenged and bullied. I don't know what is between me and him, it is always as difficult to cross as thousands of rivers and mountains. I was afraid of him, but I was always angry with him.
He turned his back on me and said nothing after his madness. My hand hadn't let go yet, I used my teeth to tear the knot apart little by little, and I couldn't cry when I looked at my red and swollen wrist.
The next morning, Ziyue coldly threw me a sentence "I will give you another card to pay money" and left without looking back. Is this a pay-per-view bill? My heart ached.