Lan Xin returned home, and Wen Tianliu was no more.

In the large villa, only Jian Yi sat on the sofa and smoked alone.

Seeing Lan Xin come back, he sat up suddenly, the cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground, he almost rushed forward and grabbed her wrist, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse and helpless: "Why did you leave suddenly?" ”

God knows, if you can't find her, how crazy Jian Yi is.

Lan Xin was hurt by him: "You hurt me, let go!" ”

But Jian Yi was not relaxed, and even became more and more emotional: "Where have you been?" Answer me, where the hell have you been? ”

The man in front of him seemed to be a different person, and his expression released something called crazy control.

Lan Xin used all her strength to finally break free of Jian Yi's wrist, and her own wrist had turned red, and before she could run, she was slammed against the wall by Jian Yi.

"If you don't make it clear, you can't go back to the room!"

Lan Xin glared at him fiercely: "What the hell is going on with you?" I'm just going out to see, what are you doing so angry? ”

"I ......" Jian Yi moved her lips, and her voice became more and more hoarse: "Do you know how much I care about you, how afraid I am that you will disappear from my world, I look for you everywhere, but I can't find ......"

He thought that she would disappear from his side again without a trace, as she had done two years ago.

Lan Xin looked at the hideousness that spread out of his eyes, and was a little panicked.

Before he even had time to take precautions, Jian Yi directly pressed over.

Lan Xin pushed him away almost reflexively: "How can you do this? ”

"You're my wife." Jian Yi held her tightly, not giving her a chance to escape at all.

I could control myself before, but after she left alone, the desire to control her forever by her side became stronger and stronger.

In a strong struggle, Lan Xin grabbed the white ceramic vase next to him at random.

'Bang' slammed down on top of Jian Yi's head.

The vase shattered, and the man's head overflowed with light blood.

Lan Xin was stunned for a moment, and then saw Jian Yi covering his forehead and being stunned for a long time, maybe it was numb to pain, staring at Lan Xin incredibly.

Lan Xin looked at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, pushed them away in a panic, picked up the landline and called Aunt Huang, and hurried back to his bedroom.

Jian Yi stood in place decadently, a sneer rising at the corner of her mouth.

Amnesia, but all the feelings for him have been forgotten.

Jian Yi sat on the ground disappointed, and didn't help him up until Aunt Huang came over with her family doctor.

Aunt Huang asked, "Sir, how are you?" ”

Jian Yi didn't speak, and the doctor still treated the wound on her head.

Lan Xin lay on the bed impetuously, she didn't mean to hurt Jian Yi, if he hadn't used it forcibly.

Obviously I said it before.

I don't know how long it was, but there was a knock on the door.

"Xin'er ......"

It was Jian Yi's voice.

The voice was deep and a little hazy, as if he had drunk wine.

Lanxin ignored it.

"I'm sorry."

Seeing that Lan Xin didn't speak, Jian Yi said again: "I was wrong, you open the door, okay?" ”

Lan Xin said: "I want to be alone and quiet, don't meet today." ”

"But I want to see you."

Lanxin was unmoved.

She found that she had no feelings for Jian Yi at all, and she was not like a husband and wife, and even if she let him touch it, her body would resist it.

Jian Yi shouted at her outside for almost an hour before staggering away in frustration.

Lan Xin could finally wash up quietly and get ready for bed, and she didn't even want to eat dinner.

And Qu Ming's side rushed back to Nancheng overnight and took Qu Rui directly to City A.

When Lanxin woke up the next day, he received a call from Qu Rui.

"Mommy, Daddy's sick."

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^