Chapter 283: The Storm is Coming [9]

Ming nodded clearly, and called Ming Rufeng out of the ward: "Brother-"

Ming Rufeng looked at his cousin, and then looked at Wen Yu, whose eyes were red from crying, and seemed to be able to guess a little: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Brother, Wen Yu agreed to our request, in your opinion, is Wen Yu going to move to Ming's house? Also, in case our brother asks them about their marriage in the end, do you see if we ......?"

"You...... You can't say that you want to give them half a marriage certificate, right? ”

Ming Yiyan looked back at Wen Yu, who bowed his head slightly, "Why not?" ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that she will be depressed when the time comes......"

Wen Yu raised his head, his eyes firm: "I can." ”

"Can you really pretend to be my sister-in-law?"

"Yes, that's it! I don't want to sleep until midnight and suddenly get a call from you saying he's gone again! My heart can't afford that kind of stimulation. ”

Ming Rufeng was grateful, and had mixed feelings for a while.

On the one hand, he was really grateful in his heart, and Wen Yu agreed to help his brother in time; On the one hand, thinking of his brother's current situation, he is not sure that Wen Yu can roar at the real relationship between them in the future.

But the matter was decided through gritted teeth.

The two brothers were originally six gods and no masters, but now that Wen Yu joined, both of them felt a little relaxed.

Leave time to Wen Yu and his brother.

When Wen Yu walked into the ward alone, only Ming Yichen was alone in the ward, staring blankly at the branches and blue sky outside the window.

"Yichen, the doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital in two days."

Ming Yichen turned his head and looked confused: "Who are you?" ”

"Me? Ha! Wen Yu pretended to smile presumptuously, simply put down the bag, and sat down on a sofa chair at the head of the bed. Yichen, tell me about you, I don't have an opinion if I don't remember anyone, but I don't even remember your own wife, what kind of husband are you? ”

Listening to the woman's appearance is coquettish, and full of ridicule.

Ming Yichen's cold eyes turned out of the window again.

Suddenly, he looked back at her in surprise.

The dazed eyes of a second ago were extremely sharp: "Madam? ”

"That's right! Don't you remember when we got married? ”

"When?"

"Hmm...... Well, you have to think for yourself. ”

Wen Yu was also very worried in his heart, in case of ganging, it would be bad.

Ming Yichen stared at her for a long time before he spit out two words: "I don't want to." ”

When Wen Yu heard this, he didn't feel like a knife, his chest just skipped a beat, some suffocated, some empty, not unbearable, maybe they got along again for a while......

Or maybe there will really be a difference between them.

She thinks about that day while looking forward to that day coming soon.

The moment she rolled her eyes, she quietly wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes.

His gaze was also a little dim.

In this case, she really can't say the words "I just want you to live, live well". Things have evolved into what they are today, and it is already a very ironic and extravagant thing for her to appear in front of him.

The two brothers outside the door nervously eavesdropped on the movements in the house.

The two quickly discussed, and it was more convincing to first apply for a certificate based on the false and the true.

Ming Yichen never looked back at her again.

Didn't talk to her.

I just stared out blankly, until I felt a little hungry alone, so I touched my hungry stomach through the quilt.

Ming Rufeng had already asked the cook of the Ming family to make porridge and light side dishes and send them to the hospital.

Just waiting for Wen Yu to say OK, he sent it in.

Wen Yu has also been accompanying him, and when he saw Ming Yichen's action, he put away his sour elbow and shouted outside, "Like the wind!" ”

"Huh! Sister-in-law, did you call me? ”

Ming Rufeng walked in with a bright smile with a food box on his face.

But he received his brother's usual sharp eyes and deep brows.