Chapter Twenty-Four: What I Owe You Is Not Finished

Everything was torn apart, and the memories that she had been hiding in her heart and still had the remnants of anticipation were also pulled out and torn apart little by little.

The daily life after marriage she thought and the gentleness she thought were all fake.

Even if he knew these things for a long time, he kept deceiving himself with good memories and illusions, and now he was torn out by the bloody facts.

"Yes, I already knew you didn't like me, but I was greedy, and I had to make up for it with a dead face."

She raised her head, her neck was very slender, like a white swan on the verge of death, with a dead and desperate body.

Fu Xichen's brows were furrowed very tightly, and the darkness in his eyes became heavier, these words inexplicably made him irritable for a while.

"I deserve to be like this, and I am self-inflicted on her delusional desire to get you, isn't that enough? Isn't it enough that you took it to give her back? Why do I have to give everything she wants, why am I half dead, but she is high! ”

After being emotionally suppressed for a long time, almost all of them have deteriorated.

She kept clutching the sheets and tilting her head to question, her thin body trembling.

Originally, she was also the eldest lady of the Ji family who was sought after, and she used to live wantonly and publicly, just because she loved the wrong person, she spent the rest of her life to pay off her debts?

I don't know if it's because she was emotional, or because she was soaked into her bones by the rain, her pale and bloodless face was flushed with an abnormal flush, and her body seemed to tremble even more.

The body, which was already about to reach its limit, couldn't support such violent mood swings.

"You take care of your body first, that's later." Fu Xichen said.

But she didn't look at the food in front of her, she didn't eat a drop of water, she didn't eat anything, as if she wanted to deliberately consume it with herself, and she wanted to consume it alive.

But once this emotion comes up, it is difficult to suppress it.

She was already overdrawn, and she hadn't rested well for several days, and she had barely eaten, her chapped lips were bleeding, and her body was trembling so badly that she seemed to faint at any moment.

His face was red, like a withered branch and old leaf, stubborn and sad.

"Eat these, or liquid food, choose one or the other."

His voice was deep and cold, and he took the bowl in his hand and handed it to her.

But Ji Nuo didn't answer, and he didn't open his mouth, obviously he still had the same facial features as he used to be, and he was obviously in his good years, but he was like a decaying old man, without the slightest vitality.

She didn't know what to say, all her emotions were so strong that she couldn't find a suitable outlet for it, and she didn't know what else to do except look at him like this.

The person in front of him was blurry, still shaking, and there was a superimposed shadow.

Ji Nuo can't remember clearly, when he was gentle with him, was he also so cautious, and he can't remember the emotions in his eyes at that time, whether he liked himself a little.

Even if a little bit is enough, she is afraid that she will drive her crazy in prison, afraid that her memory will be destroyed, she recalls the good things in the past again and again, and comforts herself again and again.

The man in the story will always go to great lengths to find her and then take her away, so she waits.

Wait, wait, wait until the end is disappointment, there is never a fairy tale, and there is never a situation where one side can move people, reality is reality.

Before the scene in front of her was completely blurred, she whispered, "Have you ever liked me, even a little?" ”

Fu Xichen's eyes were very dark, and he shouted angrily and called the doctor.

After the examination, it was found that the body was weak and malnourished, and it could not be hit hard in a short time, otherwise these organs that were fast to the limit would collapse.

"You're not going to divorce her, are you?"

Xu Ruoya didn't know when she was standing behind him, as usual, holding a bowl of health soup, her eyebrows and eyes were lonely and sad.

Originally, Fu Xichen looked at the person on the bed with deep eyes, and when he heard this voice, he turned around, "It's not time yet." ”

Xu Ruoya's hand holding the soup tightened, and she didn't hold it steady for a while, and the soup inside spilled out, and the burning skin was red and swollen.

"So what's the time? I've been waiting for you for years. ”

Her voice was hoarse, and a dark hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes as she looked at the person who was sleeping on the bed with her eyes closed.

"She owes you nothing yet, and it's over when it's over." Fu Xichen strode towards her, took the soup in her hand, and gently wiped the soup on the back of her hand with a tissue.

From the realization to the present, he has hardly changed in the past few years, the only thing that has changed is that he is much more mature.

"I don't want her to return it, okay to let her go?" Xu Ruoya was afraid, afraid that Ji Nuo would snatch him again like he suddenly appeared enthusiastically before.

Even if she is ruthless in designing step by step, designing her to prison, and designing her family to ruin, she is still afraid, afraid that she is a time bomb, afraid that everything will be exposed.

"Let her go, we're fine now." Xu Ruoya still kept saying, "It's impossible for the child to come back, and everything that should be recovered has been recovered, so there is no need to continue to torture." ”

But the man in front of her just bandaged her and kept silent about the divorce.

"A little while."

Fu Xichen only said this.

Even he himself didn't know why he still paid attention to the dynamics everywhere when she was released from prison, and refused to divorce, making unclear things, he just attributed it to what should be recovered and not recovered.

"That's three months at most, and after three months, no matter what you say, let her go, okay?"

Xu Ruoya insisted to no avail, so she could only hold his hand, her eyes full of expectation and pleading.

"I really don't know how to face her, my child, it's only so young that it's gone." Her tears came as soon as she said, "I also want to be a mother, and I also want to give you a healthy baby." ”

The voice behind was intermittent, and the cry was silent.

"Yes, even if the family goes bankrupt, I will find you a doctor to cure you."

Fu Xichen's voice was so loud that he wrapped her in his arms.

But I didn't see the darkness and ruthlessness that flashed in Xu Ruoya's eyes.

The phone buzzed and vibrate, breaking the silence in the room.

Fu Xichen took his mobile phone and went out to answer the phone, and only the person lying on the bed and Xu Ruoya standing were left in the room.

The computer on the table was still on.

Xu Ruoya walked over and clicked on those documents, the tears in her eyes just now, and the weakness on her face disappeared.

"Aren't you tired of wearing a mask all day?"

Suddenly, there was a cold and hoarse movement from behind.

Xu Ruoya's hand trembled, turned off the computer again, and looked back.

Zino was already supporting her body, and there were still drips on her hands, probably glucose that kept her alive.

The original shallow and clean eyes were now pitch black, looking at Xu Ruoya deeply.