In the mirror, his face was visibly bored, but he luckily let go of his hand.

I picked up the comb and brushed my hair. He also pulled my hair not long ago, and I didn't feel it at the time, but the next day it fell a lot of broken hair. As a result, my hair looked frizzy, and it was torn off and stood on top of my head, like a broken limb on the battlefield, sunk in a pile of corpses, and pointed to the sky.

It was so disturbing that I didn't look in the mirror anymore and hung my head. Around the same time as I looked down, I saw Fanyin's legs leave my side and walk out.

I felt a sense of relief, and soon I grabbed my hair, grabbed a hairband from the table, and when I looked in the mirror, of course, I found that I was still looking old and had no energy at all.

But at this moment, I suddenly realized that my facial features actually looked good, although they were not as good as the cute national color and natural fragrance, but they were by no means mediocre.

I never felt that way before, and I even felt that I was still too ordinary compared to those sisters. And between me and Fanyin, it seems that he is more good-looking.

It was the first time I had discovered that I had a certain amount of beauty, but it was cruel enough, because my best years were gone, and it would not return, and I had spent nothing of it in such a marriage.

It's completely gone.

I don't know what youth means to other women, but I find that I don't want to lose it at all, especially in the form of Progeria.

I used the best years of my life in exchange for scars, broken bones, slaps, and a resentful woman's face.

I have suffered many, many times and regretted many, many times, but there has never been a time when I have been able to understand so thoroughly that what I have lost will never come back.

Never again.

Never.

It took me some time to calm myself down, after all, life still has to go through, and although I don't have hope, I don't know why I don't want to die. Probably because I've never been the kind of person who can live brilliantly and wither brilliantly. I'm just a loser who has no integrity and would rather get to this point than stop here.

Fortunately, Fanyin was not there, and when I was completely cleaned up, there was another knock on the door, this time it was a servant, saying that Fanyin had asked them to accompany me.

I arrived at the tarmac unharmed all the way, and I didn't see the shadows of Old Man Fan, Dr. Shen, Lin Zhunyi and others. Fanyin was already on the plane, and when I got up, he was sitting in his seat, with his laptop open, apparently on business. When he saw me coming, he closed the computer, as if he had adjusted his emotions, looked at me with a smile, and asked, "Why are your eyes red?" ”

I didn't answer and fastened my seatbelt.

He stopped talking, and soon, the plane began to take off.

A familiar and unfamiliar feeling of weightlessness came, and I closed my eyes.

There was a slight itch on the back of his hand, and a complicated voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Do you remember how to fly a plane?" ”

"I don't remember." I don't really remember.

I didn't hear him speak, but I felt him take my hand.

I tried to pull my hand, but I couldn't resist him, so I clenched my fist.

He spoke again, in a very relaxed tone, "My dad said that I wanted to be a pilot when I was a child, and he was very angry, thinking that that kind of work was a wage earner, and his life was short. He hates all jobs with bosses. ”

“……”

"Do you remember, that's what he said about you back then?" "He hates pilots in particular," he laughs. ”

"I'm not a pilot." I've never been a pilot for a day.

With such an attitude, it must be very difficult to have a conversation, but his tone is natural: "Don't you want to ask who I am now?" Guess who I am? ”

I didn't speak.

In the past, I thought it was important who he was, because the second personality was my husband, and no matter how cruel the first personality was, as long as my husband was still there, I had the motivation to persevere. Later I felt that it was important who he was, because although the second personality has become terrible, the first personality is the father of my child, and he is so good to the child, I can expect him to be better.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

But I didn't want to say it, because I knew that if I said it, he would have to argue with me, and I didn't want to argue with him.

He was bored, so there was silence for a while, but it didn't take long for me to hear his voice again: "Asleep? ”

I'm not sleepy at all, but of course I don't want to open my eyes. Hopefully he thinks I'm asleep and won't talk to me again.

He was silent again, and after a while I realized that he had let go of my hand.

I was feeling relaxed, and suddenly I felt his palm press against my stomach. I don't know what he's doing, but I have a very strong sense of insecurity, and I was trying to open my eyes when my back suddenly sank. The chair slowly lowered.

His hand left my stomach and I felt a sense of relief as I lay down on the flat seat, feeling a little comfortable.

There was a soft thing that exuded fragrance that covered my body, and it was a blanket.

I moved, found a position that I felt good in, and this time I was really sleepy.

However, just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly felt something touch the corner of my eye. There were bruises there, and I instinctively turned my head to hide.

Then I heard the voice of the fan: "Lingling." ”

I didn't dare to move again.

He said, "I know you didn't sleep. ”

“……”

"Can you open your eyes and talk to me?" His tone was so gentle that my eyes could feel the heat of his exhalation, and it seemed that he was touching the corner of my eye with his lips just now.

He seemed to be touching my cheek with his fingers, which made me uneasy, fearing that if I didn't open my eyes, he would pinch my chin or slap me up. But I really don't want to open my eyes.

I thought so, and he was still talking: "I promise not to make you unhappy, just talk casually." ”

I'm not happy anymore.

"You know I've been taking medication lately, and it's not as bad as I thought it would be, but it did have some impact on my judgment and concentration. And I always feel that my brain is very messed up and I can't remember things. He laughed and said, "You know I have a good memory." ”

“……”

He asked, "Do you think I didn't get cured, but took medicine and became a fool?" ”

It doesn't matter.

He can not eat, I have already said, I don't need him to eat, no one forced him to eat.

Then he was silent for a long time, and although his eyes were closed, I felt as if he was looking at me. It was unsettling until I woke up to a sudden pain in my mouth.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw his squinted eyes with a sly smile in them.

Although I knew it was useless, I could only push him with my hands, but I didn't expect to push him away very neatly. He stroked my mouth with his hand and said with a smile, "I knew you couldn't put it on." ”

I asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I just said it, just talking." Half of his body was already pressed against me, and the gesture was a little lingering. He began to touch my face tenderly again, looked at me tenderly and sweetly, and asked, "Why did you cry just now?" ”

I said, "Let's talk about your medicine." ”

"The doctor said he didn't guarantee that he would eat well, but at least he and I wouldn't be irritable." He whispered, "In other words, I won't beat you again." ”

I didn't speak.

He rested his forehead on mine, was silent for a while, and said, "Lingling......"

“……”

"You know, I'm a very competitive person, so I can't help but want to beat you." He grabbed my wrist with his hand, rubbed his thumb against my palm, and whispered, "I subconsciously feel that as long as I defeat you, you will stay by my side and there will be no more trouble." ”

I really didn't want to talk to him, and I didn't want to answer.

As much as I kept trying to look away, he was so close to me that I couldn't ignore him. I could still see him, I could see his eyes fixed on mine. He said to himself, as if he didn't feel bored and embarrassed at all, "The previous words were wrong to me, I know that a lot of the reason why Nian Nian likes me is due to you, and I admit that I really didn't embellish anything for you." I'll do it in the future, and I'll help her understand you better, okay? ”

...... "I had no interest in all the topics he said.

"Actually, she likes you too, of course she likes you, she was born to you, what malice can she have towards you? It's just because you want a divorce and she thinks you're going to abandon her that she thinks that as long as we figure it out together, you won't get divorced. He said, "You don't have a mother, so you don't know, but you have a mother, and losing your mother is not easier than never having one." I don't want to kidnap you with this kind of words, I just want you to understand Niannian, you told her in person, saying that you want a divorce, and she was scared. She was sent away not long after she was born, and when she first came back, I had to sleep with her in my arms, because she was afraid that she would wake up and be sent away. ”

Apparently he found the right entry point this time, because he made me very sad.

It's sad for me, but it's sad for myself.

But he didn't stop, wiping the tears from my face with his hands, and said, "She said that every time you go to see her, she is a good baby, because she thinks that if she is sensible and obedient, you can bring her home, you see, even if she doesn't see you much, she still wants to live with you." You don't know, when she first came back, she would cry every time there were cartoons on TV with children with mothers and fathers, and she would come back at that time, but she would still be sad about this. Actually, she is smarter than you think, I don't dare to think that when she was at my mother's house before, it was the same way, watching TV by herself, comparing the children on TV with herself, and finding that she didn't have a mother and father, and she was sad because of this. ”

I couldn't help it, turned my head and asked, "Isn't that caused by you?" ”