Even five years ago, Nie Changhuan rarely cried in front of Fu Xingye, let alone burst into tears like this.

Fu Xingye looked at the hand she was holding on his forearm, and rolled down with difficulty: "Nie Changhuan, you ......"

As soon as he spoke, Nie Changhuan suddenly let go of him.

Fu Xingye was slightly stunned, and didn't react for a while, just watched her suddenly lean over towards him, and then took out something from the storage compartment and stabbed it straight in the face.

Fu Xingye's reaction was sluggish for a second, but his hand subconsciously reached over to protect Nie Changhuan's face.

Nie Changhuan's knife was pierced on the back of Fu Xingye's hand, and the bright red liquid immediately dripped down.

Fu Xingye only frowned slightly, his consciousness finally came to his senses at this time, and he turned his head to look at the small and sharp fruit knife that Nie Changhuan was holding in his hand, and then to see that he was still protecting Nie Changhuan's face.

When he was stimulated by Tan Mingya and masochistic before, there were deeper blood holes on the backs of his hands, and he didn't care much about it at that time, and he didn't even feel any pain.

But today, looking at the back of the hand that was still bleeding out, Fu Xingye's temples jumped suddenly, and the inexplicable anger and irritability became thicker and thicker, and he suddenly lifted his eyes to stare at Nie Changhuan, wanting to ask her if she knew what the consequences would be if this knife really landed on her face!

But he had just stared at Nie Changhuan, Nie Changhuan, that stubborn girl, hooked his lips at him, and actually held the dagger and stabbed it at the other side of his face!

Fu Xing's ambition was beating suddenly, but his movements were faster, and he directly grabbed the sharp knife with his bare hands!

The sharpness of the knife edge was so sharp that even Fu Xingye could clearly feel that because he was too hard, the knife edge had already cut a deep cut in his palm.

Nie Changhuan was stunned, looked at the fruit knife he was holding in a daze, and looked at Fu Xingye with that expression.

Fu Xingye stared at her with heavy eyebrows: "Nie Changhuan, don't make trouble, okay?" ”

"Trouble? At this point, do you still think I'm just messing with you? Nie Changhuan kept her posture unchanged, she turned her head to look at the knife held by Fu Xingye, crying and laughing so embarrassed, "Fu Xingye, I'm like this, can't you really see how much I want to get rid of you?" Do you think I'm just trying to get your attention? ”

"No, not really." Nie Changhuan's tears kept falling, especially when she saw that all the blood on Fu Xingye's hands was dripping onto her seat and in the car, her tears fell even more fiercely, "Fu Xingye, I really don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." You are in a position of authority or you have nothing to do all day, but I am not, I still have to support my family and educate my children, and I have no more mind to deal with you. So here today, whether it's ruining this face, or whether I'm kneeling down to kowtow to you to show my will, I just hope you'll let me go! ”

Fu Xingye looked at her, his expression was indistinguishable, and he didn't move.

Nie Changhuan said so much, waited for a few more seconds, and was about to continue speaking, when Fu Xingye suddenly asked her: "Nie Changhuan, have you ever thought that I really want you, is it true...... Do you have to love you? ”

He let go of the small fruit knife in disguise, spread out his palm and looked at it, but said, "Nie Changhuan, I'm serious." ”

When he said this, he seemed to be a little nervous after a thousand thoughts, so that his tone was slightly stiff, and even his voice trembled slightly.

Nie Changhuan laughed directly.

Fu Xingye was annoyed for a moment, but he looked at Nie Changhuan's face and silently swallowed the anger himself, just pursed his thin lips and didn't say a word. Nie Changhuan covered her face and was silent for a few seconds, and when she let go of her hand, she looked at her bloody seat and footrest, and said lightly: "Please get out of the car, I'm leaving." ”

She suddenly changed the topic like this, probably because she felt that the conversation had collapsed, and there was no need to waste any more energy.

For a moment, the feeling of being so stubbornly hated by Nie Changhuan made Fu Xingye extremely tired, and he was even really ready to get out of the car and leave.

But his hands were on the door and he retracted.

Nie Changhuan glanced at him, and the disgust in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

Fu Xingye didn't look at her anymore, and slowly pulled a few pieces of paper to block the mouth that was still bleeding out: "Nie Changhuan, what do you want me to do, you are willing to ...... Re-accept me? ”

"There's no such possibility." Nie Changhuan was stunned, and suddenly smiled evilly, "If you are really so affectionate, maybe you can die." ”

Fu Xingye turned his head to look at her, looked at Nie Changhuan, who was so extreme today, and suddenly grinned: "Forcing you to be like this today, isn't it an achievement?" Nie Changhuan, I at least tore off the mask on your face, and now you in front of me are at least real. ”

Nie Changhuan smiled slightly.

Fu Xingye was inexplicably happy, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened: "You can mention other conditions, but you can't die." If I die, what will you do with you? ”

Nie Changhuan laughed angrily at his appearance, he didn't expect that he would suddenly have such a brain circuit.

She thought that she was like this, and Fu Xingye had to take care of his own self-esteem no matter what. Let's not talk about whether he will come to pester himself again in the future, but today he is definitely going to slam the car door and leave.

Can be ...... now

Nie Changhuan felt defeated, and suddenly understood in his heart that he really had no way to deal with a shameless man like Fu Xingye. He really doesn't eat hard and soft.

Nie Changhuan didn't want to say a word, turned his head to look out of the car window, but actually didn't see anything.

Fu Xingye threw the fruit knife that had been pinched in his palm out of the window, and then poked his head out after feeling out his car key.

Xia Guo, who had been waiting outside the car, looked at him stunned.

Fu Xingye beckoned to her, Xia Guo was shocked, and unconsciously stepped forward.

"The license plate number is xxxxx, tired." After speaking, he threw the car key to Xia Guo, and didn't see if Xia Guo picked it up, so he retracted back into the car.

He poked the silent Nie Changhuan with his elbow: "I can't drive now, you have to take me to the hospital." ”

As if he was afraid that Nie Changhuan would choke himself, he hurriedly added: "Or go somewhere else." If you want to stay here forever, I can accompany you. ”

Nie Changhuan closed his eyes and started the car. However, Fu Xingye's car was in the back, and she could only drive forward. She knew that Fu Xingye had given Xia Guo his own car keys just now, so she only turned around and looked at Xia Guo, and then drove away.

The car drove all the way to the highway, Nie Changhuan did not choose to return to Yancheng, let alone go to the hospital, and directly ignored Fu Xingye, who was injured in both hands.

This will loosen up, Fu Xingye leaned back in the chair, the pain in his palm was a little abnormal, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

He turned his head to look at Nie Changhuan, as if he was cheating: "What, you really can't bear to take me to the hospital?" I just saw rust on your fruit knife, and if I had tetanus, something might be a big deal. ”

Nie Changhuan concentrated on driving, ignoring him, as if he hadn't heard Fu Xingye's words at all.

Fu Xingye hooked his lips helplessly, leaned back in the chair and stopped talking.

After sitting in the old mansion all night last night, Fu Xingye soon fell asleep.

There was the sound of a man's shallow breathing in his ears, and Nie Changhuan, who was originally concentrating on driving, couldn't hold back after all, and turned his head to look at his two hands wrapped in paper.

The white napkins had been dyed red and crumpled and messy on his hands.

Just by looking at it, you can imagine how much it hurts.

Nie Changhuan's heart was a little sullen, and when he withdrew his gaze, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at Fu Xingye's face again, and saw his frowning brows at a glance.

His eyes fell on the road in front of the car again, but Nie Changhuan's mind was full of the pictures he had just seen, and he even unconsciously remembered the words that Fu Xingye said before that there were rust on the fruit knife.

The fruit knife has been kept in the car, whether there is rust on the knife body, Nie Changhuan can't recall it at all. Or maybe she didn't, and now she's not sure.

She recalled the extreme behavior she had just done to bump into Fu Xingye and want to ruin her face when she had an emotional breakdown because of Liu Feifei's incident, and she couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

Once a person loses his mind, he can really do anything.

Now that she has calmed down, she is afraid.

Whether it's driving to hit Fu Xingye or ruining his face, it's stupid and unworthy behavior.

The more she thought about this, the more upset Nie Changhuan became, seeing that there was an intersection in front of her to get off the highway, she was still hesitating, but she had already turned the steering wheel in her hand and went towards the intersection.

After getting off the highway, she listened to the side of the road for a while, searched for it, and re-entered the address in the navigation before driving back on.

After about 20 minutes, she parked her car on the tarmac.

She looked at the building not far in front of her, and wanted to turn around and leave several times before Fu Xingye woke up: after all, what is it that she was disfigured an hour ago and wanted to draw a line with him, but now she has relented?

But in the end, she turned her heart sideways, stretched out her hand and pushed Fu Xingye roughly: "Don't sleep." ”

Fu Xingye slowly opened his eyes, and the fog and tiredness in his eyes slowly cleared up when he saw the eye-catching big characters not far in front of the car, and then he grinned.

When he smiled, Nie Changhuan's face became even more ugly, but she just sat in the driver's seat, didn't look at Fu Xingye, and still said in that cold tone: "Don't you go down yet?" ”

Fu Xingye suddenly approached her: "You're not with me?" ”

"......" Nie Changhuan was about to choke him, but Fu Xingye said again, "My injuries are all on my hands, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to amputate my leg." But you have to look at the small wound on your face, I'm afraid of leaving a scar, and you will be in a bad mood when you look in the mirror in the future. Don't tell me that it doesn't matter if you don't love beauty, if you really don't love beauty, what are the bottles and cans in your bedroom for? Moreover, my phone and wallet are in the car, and if you don't accompany me, I will be kicked out of the hospital when I go to the hospital. ”

"......" Nie Changhuan never knew that Fu Xingye's words could be so much, she frowned speechlessly, didn't bother to listen to him beep again, pushed the car door and got out of the car first.

Fu Xingye watched the car door being slammed shut, but the pleasure jumped all over his limbs, he stretched his body slowly, and then bent down to get out of the car.

Nie Changhuan saw that he had come down, and after locking the car, he didn't wait for him, and went straight to the hospital.

Fu Xingye was tall and long-legged, so he caught up with her and walked shoulder to shoulder with her very casually.

Nie Changhuan was haunted by a sense of self-irritation, and he didn't open his mouth all the time, just silently registered and went to line up in front of the doctor's office.

When she arrived at Fu Xingye, she sat on the bench and had no intention of following up.

Fu Xingye seemed to be afraid that she would run away, so he used his strength to drag her up and forcibly took her into the doctor's office.

The doctor glanced at the two of them, and after examining Fu Xingye's hands, he said with some disapproval: "If you quarrel between the two people, don't use force, let alone dangerous items like knives." ”

"......" Nie Changhuan.

Fu Xingye glanced at Nie Changhuan faintly, and said weakly, "Did you hear that?" ”

"......" Nie Changhuan glared at Fu Xingye.

Fu Xingye immediately lowered his head in injury.

The doctor saw the interaction between the two in his eyes, and couldn't help but say to Nie Changhuan: "Little girl, now the woman's use of force against the man is also domestic violence." What's more, if your husband does not tolerate you, you will be criminally responsible for intentionally hurting others. ”

Nie Changhuan pinched his fingertips secretly, not wanting to explain meaninglessly to the doctor, but just pulled his lips and smiled reluctantly, indicating that he heard it.

Seeing her attitude, the doctor shook his head and sighed: "You young people nowadays, you just don't know how to cherish it. It takes a great deal of fate for two people to come together. In the same way, no matter how good the relationship is, it can't stand the wear, even if it is a different person, it is the same reason and ending. ”

Fu Xingye nodded in agreement, and his voice was a little lower: "You're right." ”

The doctor glanced at Fu Xingye's humble and teachable appearance, remembered the shocking wounds on his two hands, and couldn't help but glance at Nie Changhuan reproachfully.

Nie Changhuan just didn't see it.

Finally got out of the doctor's office, Nie Changhuan didn't want to pay attention to Fu Xingye anymore, and just left.

Fu Xingye hurriedly stopped in front of her, and coaxed her with a smile in the crowded corridor: "Okay, okay, it was just a joke just now, don't be angry." ”

"Get out of the way!" Nie Changhuan raised his hand and pushed him.

Fu Xingye naturally refused to let him, so Nie Changhuan suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him: "Fu Xingye, can you get out of the way?!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of the doctor just now sounded behind her: "Hey, the list has been removed." ”

Fu Xingye looked up and saw the pile of lists in the doctor's hand, and said with a smile: "I was in a hurry, I forgot about it for a while, thank you for sending it out." ”

Nie Changhuan thought of Fu Xingye, who didn't look at people squarely in Whale City on weekdays, and couldn't help but show a mocking look for Fu Xingye, who pretended to be weak and a good person in front of a strange doctor and smiled so kindly.

Just when the doctor came over and saw the expression on her face, the doctor who was already interested in Nie Changhuan's family protection behavior was even more unkind, and stuffed the list into Nie Changhuan's hand: "He has injuries on both hands, they are not minor injuries, hurry up and pay the fee to get the medicine, don't delay!" ”

Seeing that the doctor stuffed the list over, Nie Changhuan hesitated, but still took it.

Facing the doctor's accusatory and waiting gaze, Nie Changhuan hummed sullenly, only feeling that he had never been so wronged in his life.

Fu Xingye was in a good mood, and ran everywhere all the way behind the puffing Nie Changhuan, and then changed Nie Changhuan outside to wait for him to stitch up the wound, and finally the two of them sat in Nie Changhuan's car one after the other.

It's just that there was a delay back and forth, and by the time the two of them got into the car, it was already dark.

Before, Nie Changhuan temporarily decided to get off the highway in order to find a nearby hospital, which means that now this place is a city she has never been to before, and it is a completely unfamiliar place. As soon as it gets dark, this strangeness intensifies.

She had several things in her heart, and she couldn't help but be anxious, and finally had to call home to make sure that Xia Guo had gone home and the two children were ready to eat dinner, and the irritability in her heart subsided a little.

She also told Xia Guo and Aunt Su to take good care of the two children and pay attention to their own safety before hanging up the phone.

When Nie Changhuan was on the phone, Fu Xingye kept staring at her intently, thinking that she was worried about working so hard for her two children on weekdays, and there was a little pantothenic acid in the depths of his heart.

It seems that before Chu Yan gave birth, she hired two aunts to take care of her daily life full-time. Later, after the child was born, the housekeeper reported to him that Chu Yan not only invited a nanny and an aunt, but also invited a sister-in-law and a live-in childcare teacher, and there were four or five people who took care of the child full-time......

Scold.

Thinking about it this way, he Fu Xingye is quite a bastard, where did he spend all his money?

And the people who should really be taken care of by him are locked every day for trivial matters such as livelihood and children's safety education.

Nie Changhuan threw his mobile phone into the storage compartment, and didn't even look at Fu Xingye: "It's almost tossed today, now can you go back to your own place by yourself, I won't serve you." ”

"......" Fu Xingye was a little panicked, because suddenly he didn't find a reason to continue to rely on Nie Changhuan.

After being silent for about two or three seconds, Fu Xingye caught a glimpse of the bag of medicine in the back seat: "The doctor said that you have to apply the medicine quickly before ......"

"Your hands aren't dead yet, are they? Can't you just paint it yourself? Nie Changhuan had really exhausted all her patience, and she was extremely tired now, and she didn't know how she was going to drive the car home alone later, so as soon as Fu Xingye spoke, she interrupted him irritably, and spoke harshly.

No one wants to be accompanied by suffering and troubles every day, but since reuniting with Fu Xingye, Nie Changhuan has always been stuck in trouble, and often has trouble sleeping and eating, so that the two paintings she promised Sha Rong have not been completed so far.

Fu Xingye was interrupted by her, his thin lips were tightened, he didn't say anything more, he took the bag sideways, rummaged through it for a while, and finally took out a tube of ointment.

He read the instructions, then unscrewed the cap of the bottle, squeezed some ointment on his fingertips, and then raised his hand to wipe it on the thin wound on Nie Changhuan's face.