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I was dizzy and dizzy by him, and the pain and anger came up together, and I was so dizzy that I couldn't speak.

Yingying pushed Han Muzhi and shouted loudly: "Brother, don't push Sister Keqiao anymore, her arms are bleeding." ”

Han Muzhi didn't move at all, he was usually gentle and elegant, but his eyes were full of anger and madness at the moment: "Tell me, where have you been?" What did you do? But in his crazy expression, there was a sadness and sadness that could not be hidden, as if the whole person had been defeated, and I did not even dare to look into his eyes.

"Makiyuki, you let go." I went to push Han Muzhi, but I was emaciated and weak. Yingying was in a hurry to use the posture of taekwondo, and then pushed Han Muzhi away.

Yingying held me steady and lifted my sleeves, but saw that in addition to the blood that had been pierced by the glass shards just now, there were many heavy bruises, and she couldn't help asking, "But Sister Qiao, what's wrong with you?" How could it get hurt? ”

I tried to roll down my sleeves, but I grinned in pain: "Don't, don't touch it, it hurts." ”

My injury made Han Muzhi stunned for a moment, and then he woke up from the anger just now, and looked at me a little helpless. It took a moment to react before squatting in front of me with a look of confusion and apology: "What's wrong with you?" How can it hurt? After saying that, he rolled up my sleeve and saw more scars. Han Muzhi's hand began to tremble slightly.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Yingying shouted to Han Muzhi: "Go and open the door, brother." I helped Sister Keqiao onto the couch. ”

Han Muzhi stepped forward and said, "You go open the door, I'll help her." After saying that, he helped me by the waist and slowly moved me to the sofa, and Yingying freed up her hand to open the door.

Yingying's jumping voice came from the door: "What are you doing again?" You are not welcome here. ”

Lu Zenghan's playful voice sounded: "I'm not welcome here, but I'm here to send something to Teacher Xin." Needless to say, I could already hear his approaching footsteps.

Lu Zenghan walked to the living room with a paper bag containing medicine, looked at the vase fragments and blood stains on the ground, and then looked at me with bloodstained arms on the sofa, and Han Muzhi with an embarrassed face, and his brows gradually frowned.

Lu Zenghan pointed to the mess on the ground, and Yin Yin asked Han Muzhi: "What's going on?" ”

Han Muzhi stood up and faced Lu Zenghan face to face, like a long-suppressed voice bursting out: "What is your identity?" Do you have the qualifications to question? ”

Lu Zenghan smiled faintly, but a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Not good! I hurriedly struggled to stand up, but before I could stabilize my feet, Lu Zenghan had already punched Han Muzhi in the chin. Han Muzhi staggered and shook backwards before he stopped.

Yingying rushed up and blocked in front of Han Muzhi: "You are sick, what do you do without saying a word?" As he spoke, he waved his fist at Lu Zenghan.

It's just that Yingying was able to win against Yang Yize's kung fu of several brothers, and Lu Zenghan fell to the back with a light block with his hand. Lu Zenghan said to Yingying with a cold expression: "I don't beat women, just stay." ”

Lu Zenghan's face turned blue because of anger, and he pointed at Han Muzhi, his voice low and resolute: "The woman who Lao Tzu saved with his life is not your turn to abuse." With that, he grabbed me and walked out.

Yingying grabbed my sleeve and begged, "But Sister Qiao, don't go." My brother didn't mean to. You don't know how anxious we have been in the past two days, my brother hasn't slept for three days and three nights, and everyone is confused. Don't bother with him, okay? ”

I looked at Han Muzhi, who was annoyed but stubborn, and then at Yingying, who was anxious, and my heart fluctuated. I didn't care, Han Muzhi's slap just now knocked me unconscious, but it also woke me up. In my absent-minded state, how could I ever be worthy of Han Muzhi?

I gently took Yingying's hand down and looked at Han Muzhi: "I'm sorry. Why don't we all calm down first, and then have a good talk. Maybe we all need to take a good break now. ”

"Excuse me? What else can you say to me besides being sorry? Han Muzhi's expression was a little desolate, a little sad, like an isolated island.

Lu Zenghan didn't talk nonsense anymore and dragged me out of this house with force. I followed him out of the door, and couldn't help but look back, Han Muzhi and Yingying's figures behind me were slender and lonely, my steps were a little heavy, and the love between us was too heavy, so heavy that I couldn't breathe. After all, I'm sorry for him.

After getting into Lu Zenghan's car, I sighed and asked, "Where are you taking me?" ”

Lu Zenghan looked at my bloody arm, and said in a sullen voice, "Where else can I go except to the hospital." ”

The car drove to Dr. Zhang again, and cleaned the broken glass from the wound, and I bit my lip in pain and almost screamed. Lu Zenghan's face became heavier and heavier as Dr. Zhang's movements grew. Dr. Zhang thought about seeing this kind of accident a lot, so he didn't say much or ask more, but the look in his eyes was meaningful, and he told me not to let the wound see water.

When I came out of Dr. Zhang's place, Lu Zenghan didn't ask me where I was going this time, and just drove away. Instead, I asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Where are you going?" ”

Lu Zenghan turned the car around with a relaxed expression: "Go to me." ”

I was stunned: "Go to your house?" ”

"Where else would you like to go?" Lu Zenghan's tone was a little funny, "Do you still want to go back and beep with that perverted doctor?" ”

"He's not a pervert-" I couldn't help but defend Han Muzhi, Han Muzhi is elegant and graceful, and the reason why he is so angry today is also forced by me. Emotions that can't be obtained are easy to turn into resentment. The deeper the expectation, the heavier the resentment.

"Okay, okay, don't care if he's perverted, will you take care of your injuries with me first? Otherwise, when will it be better? Lu Zenghan glanced at my arm, "I don't want to take you to the hospital every day." ”

I was silent. Of course, I would like to be there to recuperate and see him every day, but will I cause him trouble? And I haven't had an explanation with Han Muzhi yet, so I live with him like this, even if it's nothing, it doesn't seem right.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Lu Zenghan chuckled: "Are you still afraid that I will eat you?" Don't worry, you live by yourself, I don't live there. ”

"You don't live?" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I live somewhere else. Hire a babysitter to take care of you for a while. By the way, Yiqiao, are you still going to work? Lu Zenghan asked.

"Let's recuperate from our wounds first." I don't want to get into any more troubles, and the problem between me and Han Muzhi, I need time to think about it.

Lu Zenghan took me to a neighborhood in the city, not to No. 28 North Road Street, which I had been to before. I couldn't help but ask, "You also have a house here?" ”

Lu Zenghan nodded: "It's in the city, so it's convenient to live." There are a lot of supermarkets and shopping malls outside. ”

He thought very thoughtfully, and I pursed my lips and smiled: "Thank you, for bothering." ”

Lu Zenghan rubbed my hair: "Stupid, blind and polite." After that, he parked the car and took me upstairs.

This house is a high-rise, 33 floors high, overlooking the southern city, everything is like an ant under your feet, becoming so small. The house is not big, but the decoration style is simple and atmospheric, with cold colors of black, white and gray, just like Lu Zenghan's style. There is also a large bay window, the curtain floats in the wind, if you put some greenery, there should be a hint of literary atmosphere.

I walked around the bedroom and the kitchen, Lu Zenghan should have been here for a long time, all kinds of electrical appliances, but the refrigerator was empty, like a man's refrigerator. It seems that when I get better, I will have to go out and buy something to eat and come back.

Lu Zenghan went out and bought a lot of daily necessities when he came back, as well as some women's pajamas, slippers and the like, and bought me a new mobile phone. Looking at the total thing, I pursed my lips and smiled: "You are very careful. "He did buy everything I thought of and what I didn't expect.

"Don't look at who you are right." Lu Zenghan said in a smooth tone, "By the way, the nanny has been found, I will bring her tomorrow, and I will order the takeaway for you in the evening, and I will send it later." I've got to leave beforehand, and you have something to call me. Lu Zenghan entered his phone number into the new mobile phone, "You can study the function slowly by yourself and see if you can get the address book back." "In fact, where he needs to lose, I have long memorized the number.

Lu Zenghan glanced at his watch, left in a hurry, went out and turned to me and said, "Don't open the door except me." ”

Lu Zenghan left, and I stayed alone in the huge room, as unreal as a dream. Once again, I walked through each of his rooms, trying to touch his life. But this room, like Lu Zenghan's people, did not leave anything specific that I could taste, except for his daily necessities, not even a piece of paper, not a single book, I could not pass through his room, even a little more into his world.

There was only one room that seemed to be a study, and there was a painting hanging on it, except for that painting, the bookcase was empty, and there were several stacks of newspapers in the drawers, and when I opened them, they were all newspapers of the South City economy. There are not many people who read newspapers now, and people are more accustomed to getting information on their mobile phones. There is no computer on the computer desk either, but judging by the mouse pad next to it, he should be back to work with his laptop. I sat at his desk, looking at the painting opposite, letting the wind blow from the window next to my ears, and my whole body was like aged rice wine, sweet and intoxicating. What does it look like for him to sit here? It must be smoking a cigarette and squinting at the painting on the other side, right?

I don't know how deep loving someone can be, but it should be love that makes me willing to imitate him and fantasize about his actions in his position, right? At least for Han Muzhi or any other man, I never had this kind of thought.

Looking at the painting opposite, I suddenly have a sense of familiarity, the brushwork of this painting is very familiar, where have I seen it? China's landscapes are blue, but mixed with the brushwork of oil painting, rough and smart. After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly remembered that this painting is very similar to the brushwork hanging in the hall of the luxurious mountain villa on Nanqi Island, and the painter is the woman who looks a little similar to me, what is Lanke's.