Jiang Shu went out of the door and went straight down to the first floor, with a ferocious expression along the way, and people passing by were too frightened to approach.
After hearing that Wen Ning said he was going to move out, the nameless fire in his heart couldn't go away, not because he was annoyed at her, but because he hated himself.
He frowned, not daring to think about how many bastards he had done to her, making her so worried and insecure now.
When she had just picked her up from the small village, she only listened to her own insincere words, and she was able to follow him with all her heart.
At that time, Wen Ning took out all the trust he had in this world and handed it over to him, and gave himself to him with confidence. Unfortunately, in the end, he was also indifferent and abandoned.
From the moment she was born, she was abandoned by her family and suffered the most primitive harm in this world. Later, even if she was adopted, her old and frail grandfather wanted to protect her, but she was too weak to do anything, and was isolated by children at school. Being bullied and scolded by her sister at home, the little girl worked hard to learn to be smart and sensible, but in return she was abused and beaten by her uncle and aunt, and even gave it away, and she experienced the feeling of being abandoned for the second time.
So that she later met Jiang Shu in the small shabby house in the back mountain. The young man wanted to carry her on his back. She was worried that her shabby clothes would stain him, so she hesitated.
On the day Jiang Shu was found by the Jiang family and brought back to the small broken house, Wen Ning was going to come to the appointment, but the incident of secretly bringing food to the back mountain for several days was discovered by her sister and reported in front of her parents. After beating and scolding her severely, she was locked up for three days, and she was starved for three days. When the village chief and uncle found out, the little girl was too hungry to speak, but she went back to the mountain without turning back. Small house run.
Because her brother Jiang Shu was still waiting for her, she didn't know how long she had been detained, let alone that brother Jiang Shu had already flown to the other side of the ocean.
One day, two days and three days passed, and she never saw Jiang Shu again.
The little girl felt uncomfortable, but she didn't cry. She didn't dare to cry. If she cried, she would be beaten and scolded.
The eight-year-old girl once again tasted abandonment.
But later, when she met again after twelve years, she still believed in him and followed him with hope, but she didn't expect that in the end, it was only half a year's marriage in exchange.
Short and desperate.
She should get used to it, she should have gotten used to it.
Now she is just a timid and insecure little guy. She abandoned it again and again, making her have no confidence in anything. She doesn't believe that anything will last forever, she doesn't believe that she will be happy, and she doesn't believe that anything will last forever. Jiang Shu will love her for a long time.
The once determined and brave little girl has become afraid of anything.
So even after the divorce several times, she was soft-hearted and heartbroken in the face of Jiang Shu's approach, but self-protection kept her back, and she never dared to give him the answer he wanted.
Jiang Shu had only just left the hotel lobby, and the cold wind blowing from the outside blew back his sanity.
He stopped, then turned and walked back, the wind blowing under his feet.
In the end, he returned to Wen Ning's room and stayed outside the door, not daring to enter.
The heating in the room was fully turned on, and the little girl's cheeks burned strangely red, but she still felt a biting cold. She hugged herself, huddled in the chair and sobbed softly. After crying for a while, she picked up the pen to write the question.
But no matter how she wrote it, all that came to her mind was the image of Jiang Shu sitting beside her and teaching her patiently and tenderly. She already had a burning headache, and now her tears were slamming on the paper, no matter how you put it away. Can't take it.
Jiang Shu stood outside the door for a long time, but he couldn't hold back and knocked on the door.
No one answered in the room, Jiang Shu was a little worried, and he opened the door neatly and went in.
The little girl slept on the table with her pillow on the paper. When Jiang Shu approached, she saw that the paper was wet and wrinkled, and the little girl's curled eyelashes still had tears that were too late to dry.
He had the mind to kill himself.
He carried the hot little guy back to the bed, and patiently and carefully wiped her body with a towel over and over again.
After more than half an hour, the personal doctor came to check the situation and prescribed medicine.
Jiang Shu hugged her, the little girl was stupefied by the burning, unable to wake up, and the medicine was difficult to feed.
The man took the trouble and finally finished feeding the medicine.
It was probably because the medicine was crying, or there was something sad and sad in a dream. Wen Ning leaned against his arms, her mouth was shrivelled, her brows were frowning, she had a pitiful thin face, and Jiang Shu was so aggrieved. Distressed to death.
She couldn't sleep well all night, and the fever kept coming back and forth, and Jiang Shu had never slept. He replaced her with ice packs and wiped her hands and feet. She struggled until more than five o'clock in the morning before she could be coaxed into a deep sleep. finally faded away.
Jiang Shu held the person in his arms, frowning with a lot of thought, he looked down at her, and when he looked up, he stared at the cassette on the bedside table.
When it was slightly dawn, he gently stuffed the person back into the bed.
What she refused last night was plain and clear. Jiang Shu was worried that she would get angry when she woke up and saw him, so she could only leave quietly.
Before leaving, he couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss the soft, pale lips.
The next morning, Jiang Shu received a call from Ren Tiangao.
"Mr. Jiang, there is news from Hong Kong."
Jiang Shu tightened his back molars: "I'll go there myself."
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When Wen Ning woke up in the morning, apart from feeling a little dizzy in the head, there was no other discomfort.
She didn't know how she got back to bed. In her memory, she wrote questions while crying, and then fell asleep unconsciously.
She probed her forehead with her palm. The fever had completely subsided, and the little girl was a little surprised. In the past, she had no money to see a doctor when she was ill, and she had never taken any medicine.
The little girl sat up and tilted her head slightly to see medicine and water on the bedside table, and the cup was still warm.
A note was pressed under the cup, and by looking at the vigorous handwriting, you could tell that it was written by Jiang Shu.
"The medicine should be taken well, three times a day, after meals, and not lose weight first, okay? Eat well, take medicine well, and the disease will heal quickly."
What he said was like coaxing an ignorant child, who asked him to coax him.
Wen Ning scratched her messy hair, thinking that he came back last night
Before she could think about it, the phone vibrated. The caller ID was a string of numbers, and the number belonged to Jiang Shu.
Wen Ning didn't answer, the phone rang four or five times, she was indifferent, just watched it quietly, and when the bell went off, there were text messages.
Humph, I just called four or five times and couldn't have the patience to change the text message, scumbag!
Inexplicably, Wen Ning lost the sadness and unease of last night, and glanced at the text messages that kept coming in.
"Are you awake? Take the medicine first, and still burn?"
"Whether the water is hot to the touch, boil a cup when it's not hot, and don't drink it cold."
"Did you see the medicine on the table? The doctor prescribed you a three-day supply, and you should take it on time and after meals."
Jiang Shu took the trouble to repeat what was written on the note.
"I told your assistant to ask her to watch you take medicine, even if it's unpleasant."
Wen Ning raised her eyebrows, what did it mean when she told the assistant? He warned so much at once, why, I don't plan to care about her in the future.
The little girl who was invisibly spoiled was somewhat hypocritical. After thinking about the drama of the scumbag always and forever, she aggrievedly cleared all the text messages, and also blocked him by the way.
Regardless of whether love comes or not, she didn't hang him anyway, she made it so clear last night.
She didn't see the last text Jiang Shu sent.
"I'm going to Hong Kong for a few days. I can't find you for a while. Answer my call when you're free. You're good."