Two messages were sent in a row, and she simply cleaned up, and she was ready to rest. The new home only has two rooms, and she is still adapting, except for the two goldfish, all the previous ones have been discarded by her.

And, the existence of Xiaohong Xiaohei is just to remind her not to forget her original intention, Ye Hanxiu, she will never let it go.

"Thank you, sister, good night."

He may not have met her at the right time, but he would do everything he could to protect her. Just in a hurry, he wasn't quite sure if the man in the car was the one he knew, and if so, he really didn't have any capital to compete with him.

For a long time in the future, Su Yi was very busy at night, and he didn't dare to relax for a second.

Her plan must be carried out on the premise of ensuring her own safety, after all, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, if there is any accident, how can we talk about revenge, what should I do?

She still remembers the first time, when she pressed her legs for 20 minutes in class, she couldn't get off the ground for a week.

Three times a week, two hours at a time, each time her body was bruised, and by the end of the class, her legs were completely unable to stand.

That spring, no piece of skin on her body was intact, no matter how painful it was, she endured it, and others talked about her behind her back, which was simply not a pastime and a play with her life.

Yes, play with her life, she really wants to rely on this to get her little girl back, doesn't she have to give up her life?

"Su Xiaobao, you really don't need to fight so hard, why bother?"

There are no less than 20 bottles of safflower oil at home, and she really feels sorry for her.

"Mo Ran, you won't understand!"

It is said that being a mother is strong, and she guards her children, and she can't tolerate any degree of harm. She and her mother will never be the same person, she will not be a cruel mother like her mother, and the little girl will not be as unlucky as her.

"Maybe."

The movements in Mo Ran's hands did not stop, gently rubbing the bruises on Su Yiwan's body. She doesn't understand, but she'll always support her. "Let's go, let's go to the spa together."

Beauty was a stepping stone, she never cared about that before, but now, it was her weapon.

"Well, I haven't been there in a long time."

The essential oil has a calming and hypnotic effect, relieving her body pain, and after a beautiful night's sleep, she is full of vitality.

In the early stage, she mainly focused on taekwondo. When she doesn't have classes, she intersperses flower arrangement, tea art, and yoga.

This was just her first step, and the deadline was one year, and she had to learn all the various skills, and in order to fit in, she had to know them all. She still doesn't know anything about the world of those powerful people.

If she was only very literary and artistic on the outside, then now she is a genuine literary young woman. The appearance will be greatly diminished with the passage of time, but the talent will not, it will only become more and more mellow and flavorful like the wine.

"Young master, why don't you rest."

Mu Yu, who had been depressed for two or three years, suddenly hit the blood and asked the housekeeper to find the best Chinese and Western medicine and start rehabilitation training.

"Uncle Yang, don't worry about me, I can do it."

Beads of sweat slipped down from his hair and seeped into his fair neck, his face was pale and bloodless, he was really in pain, but he knew that he couldn't stop, once he stopped, he was afraid that he wouldn't have the courage to start again.

The April and May sunshine was just right, reflected on the man's body through the glass, and the sweaty shirt from exercise clinged to his back. The alarm clock used to keep the time next to him showed two and a half hours, but he could only grasp the auxiliary horizontal bar next to him and take a small step to pan. A piercing pain struck, and he grabbed the messy broken hair on his forehead with some annoyance, and his mentality completely collapsed.

"Young master, please, don't torture yourself."

Mu Yu was raised by him since he was a child, he has always taken care of him carefully, more dedicatedly than his own children, at this time, watching him suffer and torture himself every day, after all, he still couldn't bear it.

"I'm not a waste, no, you all go."

threw the towel handed over by Uncle Yang to wipe his sweat, and smashed the water cup handed over by the servant and smashed it into the wheelchair next to him. He Muyu is not a wasted person, he must be able to get out of the wheelchair, he must be able to, he just needs time.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Yang was not angry, he just waved his hand to signal the servant to leave, and he was silently cleaning up the glass shards on the ground, he was afraid that he would not be able to figure it out for a while and hurt himself again.

Tantrums are catharsis, if he can vent them, he won't be so depressed, and he is still very pleased.

Makuyu's lower limbs didn't have a trace of strength, and he relied on his own arms to stand on the auxiliary horizontal bar. In fact, he rarely loses his temper with Uncle Yang, the housekeeper man who is like a father and a friend, the only warmth he has had since the car accident has been given by him, and he has accompanied him in those dark days.

"Uncle Yang, I'm sorry, it's me, I couldn't control my emotions."

Seeing that the debris around the young master was almost cleaned up, he walked over calmly, holding his arm, and the two slowly walked to the rest area on the side.

took a blanket and put it on his lap, turned around and took a glass of warm white water and handed it to him, "Xiaoyu, although I don't know what happened to you recently, but, you must know that recovery is a gradual thing, it is useless to be anxious, and it will backfire." ”

Seeing him half-squatting on the ground to help himself relax the muscles in his legs, he was a little teary-eyed. He actually knew the truth, but he just wanted to stand up quickly, standing upright in front of Su Yiwan, and said to her triumphantly, "Sister, let's go climb the mountain, the highest one, the mountain where the temple wishes the most." ”

He wanted real equality in front of her, and he wanted to give it a go.

"Uncle Yang, I know, I'll take my time."

After the catharsis, he regained some of his senses, pulled out his smiling face again, and assured Uncle Yang.

"You say, when Dr. Zhang is doing acupuncture, why can't he be lighter."

His young master, the large and small needles on his calf are next to each other, and he is really distressed.

"I don't blame him, my legs haven't moved for so many years, and my muscles have atrophied or something."

"Then you promise me that in the future, I will take my time according to the training time given by the doctor, and I can't hold on."

"Okay, Uncle Yang, I know, don't worry."

"Then you will rest here, and I will go to the kitchen and watch them decoction."

After mentioning his life, he left satisfied.

"Thank you,"

Looking at the back of Uncle Yang's departure, Mu Yu was sincerely grateful.

When he wasn't in a car accident, he was really sunny and cheerful, not pretending to be like he is now.

It's just that at the age of 18, everything changed. Young and vigorous, he just got his driver's license and went for a drag race with his friends, but he didn't want to have an accident, one died and two were seriously injured, and now the two are still lying in the hospital, and he has become a cripple, injured his calf, and spent two or three years in a wheelchair.

Afterwards, he also actively received rehabilitation training for half a year, but later, his parents were really impatient and planned to let him change his life for his sister, and since then, he has given up rehabilitation treatment in frustration.

It seems like he hasn't seen his parents for more than two years. He still remembered that his mother said cruelly, "Muyu, when are you decided, we'll go back." ”

Oh, it's better to say it directly, if he doesn't agree, it's better to have no of his son. He didn't expect them to come back to see him one day, and he was fine on his own.

Only, when will he be able to stand up? The fingertips gripped the knee hard, and the fingertips were white and fierce, but there was still no feeling. It's been more than a month, and I drink acupuncture and massage every day, but there is still no improvement.

The smell of Chinese medicine on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he could only spray perfume on his body desperately, trying to cover up the unpleasant smell, although it had no effect at all.

"Xiaoyu, in fact, there is really no taste, if you mind, drink more water, the metabolism is fast, it's fine."

His housekeeper, Uncle Yang, always finds his thoughts and takes care of his emotions.

"Okay."

After putting away his bad emotions, he started his daily rehabilitation training again. Now that you've decided, let's stick to it.

The housekeeper looked at the cheered and well-behaved young master with a relieved face, and handed over towels and warm water from time to time.

"Second son, you should go back to China."

Ye Hanxiu drank a glass of spirits, and explained without raising his head, the man who was teasing the goldfish on the side looked confused, what task did his brother arrange for him again? 、

"Is there something going on in the country?"

I took a new cup, poured a full cup and handed it over, "It's nothing, haven't you been out for so long?" Take advantage of this time to go back and get the wedding done. ”

Their original wedding was also postponed because of his affairs, and no matter how hard-hearted people were, they were still a little unhappy.

"Brother, it's nothing, it's important here, besides, Yangyang will understand."

Although his fiancée is a little willful, she still knows the priorities in the face of right and wrong.

"The matter here may not have a result in any time, you go back for a month to do it."

A tone that cannot be refused, and the most empathetic words are said in the most ruthless tone. He was already sorry for Su Yilate, he couldn't let his brother live up to his beloved again, this kind of loss, it's good to have one time, he will never allow a second time.

"Okay, brother, listen to you."

"When you're not busy, go and see the little boy by the way."

He has been restless lately and is afraid of what is going on at home. However, the matter here is not over, and he can't go back regardless of it.

"Brother, do you still need to say this? Such a lovely big niece, if you don't say it, I will also go to see her as soon as possible. ”

I'm afraid that the most important thing for his brother is not to let him go back to the wedding. Instead, help him go back to see his daughter.

"And 。。。。。。"