158 Nervous
Seeing his slightly embarrassed appearance and the smile on his face, Nie Changhuan opened his mouth and asked coldly: "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"
But as soon as the voice fell, Nie Changhuan felt a little sore in his eyes for some reason, and his tears almost fell.
She quickly turned aside her face.
Her appearance fell in Fu Xingye's eyes, as if she didn't want to look at him more.
I saw Nie Changhuan calling, but before he could answer it, Nie Changhuan hung up.
He was anxious and excited for a while, thinking about stepping over the wall and coming in to find her, but because the night was too dark and the wall was high, his hands were still caught on the special glass slag on the wall, so his palm was now sticky with blood. Yes, there are many places on the body that are painful because of falling off the fence.
Seeing Nie Changhuan like this, Fu Xingye squeezed his palm calmly and walked two steps towards her, but he said in a low voice, "I didn't see you calling me, I thought you were in a hurry." Find me."
Nie Changhuan bit his lip abruptly.
Fu Xingye tilted his head slightly to see her expression, but he couldn't see clearly. He rolled his Adam's apple and lowered his posture even lower: "Don't be angry, if you don't like it, I'll go out right now. ?"
"..." Nie Changhuan couldn't hold back his tears.
She didn't know why she was crying inexplicably, but she couldn't stop her tears.
She felt ashamed to cry in front of Fu Xingye like this, so she raised her hand stubbornly to wipe away the tears.
Fu Xingye, who was waiting for her reply, was about to leave silently. He suddenly found Nie Changhuan crying. His heart was stagnant, and he walked quickly to her, but after raising his hands, he didn't dare to touch her face.
He licked his lips, suddenly panicked: "Why are you still crying?"
"Don't worry about it." Nie Changhuan's voice was crying and dull.
Nie Changhuan was annoyed by herself, feeling that she was showing weakness to Fu Xingye in a disguised form, so she turned around and wanted to enter the room again after she said this.
Fu Xingye grabbed her wrist.
Nie Changhuan didn't break free, but said weakly, "You let me go."
Fu Xingye couldn't tell how he felt about Nie Changhuan now, but when he heard her order him, he instinctively let go of his hand and listened, as if he was afraid that she would be bored with him if he slowed down.
At the moment when his hand was released, Nie Changhuan buried his head and walked into the room.
Fu Xingye watched the door being brought up, and unconsciously followed a step. Then he realized that he might annoy Nie Changhuan by doing this, so he looked at the door reluctantly and turned and walked downstairs.
But when he reached the top of the stairs, he struck abruptly, and then grinned slightly.
He glanced at his bloody palm pierced by the glass slag, turned around decisively and went upstairs again, and then pushed open the door just now.
Unexpectedly, Nie Changhuan didn't seem to intend to sleep, and was standing by the window staring at the courtyard outside.
Hearing the sound, Nie Changhuan seemed to be frightened, and immediately looked back, and when she vaguely saw Fu Xingye standing at the door, she was inexplicably relieved, but with some guilty conscience, and hurriedly took her gaze back from the window.
She was afraid of waking Liu Zheng, so she walked quickly to Fu Xingye, "Why are you back again?"
It was still that cold tone that refused to be thousands of miles away.
Fu Xingye stared at her, trying not to smile: "I almost forgot, didn't you call me on the initiative?"
"..." After being exposed to this layer, Nie Changhuan's face immediately became a little hot.
She squeezed her fingertips secretly, half of her face was not visible: "Well, I wanted to talk to you about something before."
"Something that needs to be discussed in the middle of the night?" Fu Xingye raised his eyebrows and said this deliberately.
"..." Nie Changhuan glared at him, then turned his head to look at Liu Zheng, and then took two steps outside, pushing Fu Xingye who was blocking the door with one hand and bringing the door with his backhand.
Fu Xingye let her push herself like that, and obediently stepped back two steps to cooperate with her.
He obeyed this way, but Nie Changhuan felt that he was bullying, so he immediately withdrew his hand.
"Since you are here, let's find a place to talk."
The declarative sentence she used.
But after she said this, she felt that there were people everywhere in the villa and there was no suitable place, so she simply took Fu Xingye into her room.
After she entered the room, she first sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and turned on a wall lamp.
Fu Xingye looked at her sitting in the soft halo of the wall lamp, and his heart became warm and quiet inexplicably.
Nie Changhuan looked at the single sofa opposite: "Please sit down, Mr. Fu."
The warmth in Fu Xingye's heart changed when he heard this voice.
He didn't sit, and strolled around to sit on Nie Changhuan's sex, while looking at Nie Changhuan's room, he waited for her to speak.
The decoration style of Nie Changhuan's room and her bedding are as cold as her temperament now. They are all simple and extremely pure and cool colors, not full of warm smoke and fire atmosphere like other places in the home.
Nie Changhuan didn't care about him, and fell silent, looking a little hard to speak.
The silence was so long that Fu Xingye looked up at her, and she pressed her lips uncomfortably.
Always having to speak, Nie Changhuan turned his mind: "Chu Yu Bridge is now in the guest room on the other side of the corridor."
"Who are you talking about?" Fu Xingye squinted suddenly.
Nie Changhuan did not repeat: "I was at the hotel before, I probably angered Chu Yan, so she invited her brother Chu Yuqiao back."
After a pause, Nie Changhuan ignored the others and went straight to the subject: "Chu Yan's methods and tactics, I guess you know better than me. So I am now very worried about my safety. This is also my rush to call you late at night. s reason."
Hearing this, Fu Xingye's face was completely cold.
He said nothing.
Nie Changhuan was not sure what he meant for a while, but in order to be well, she had to continue: "Ok, I'm still abroad now. I am very worried that she will be in danger."
At this point, Nie Changhuan was really embarrassed and couldn't continue.
But if Fu Xingye really cared about this daughter, and she said it all, he should also react.
After a short silence, Fu Xingye looked at her, but said, "I will go and see Chu Yu Bridge first."
With that said, he really went out the door.
Nie Changhuan hesitated, and immediately followed him to the guest room.
But when the door of the guest room was opened, there was no one inside, and the bed linens and sheets were not even wrinkled. They didn't look like someone had lived here.
Fu Xingye looked back at Nie Changhuan. Nie Changhuan didn't give up. He went into the room and turned on the headlights. After walking around the room, he really couldn't find the trace of Chu Yu Bridge again!
"He really came before..." Nie Changhuan wanted to explain to Fu Xingye, but turned around to find Fu Xingye's mouth was smiling, her heart sank inexplicably, "Do you think I deliberately used Chu Yuqiao to slander Chu Yan, or thought I deliberately used it. Chu Yuqiao came to show you weakness?"
At the end, Nie Changhuan's face flushed red, as if he was really playing Fu Xingye for some purpose.
If it’s just playing, if Fu Xingye feels that he deliberately creates trouble and panic, and wants to tie himself and Fu Xingye together, then it’s too...
Nie Changhuan closed his eyes in annoyance, and didn't say a word at all, letting Fu Xingye think about her!
Fu Xingye looked at Nie Changhuan who was about to be frustrated, and shook his head lightly: "Little fool."
His "little idiot" was full of pampering. Hearing to Nie Changhuan's ears, Nie Changhuan was angry, but when he retorted, his momentum was unconsciously a little tough, and he replied dryly: " You are stupid!"
Fu Xingye was amused.
He smiled and Nie Changhuan became even more annoyed.
I really went against her everywhere tonight!
Fu Xingye leaned on the door frame and looked at her with a slightly exhausted and scattered expression: "You called me just now, I came in such a big movement over the wall, Chu Yuqiao kind of beast living in the gutter , I’m afraid he would have escaped long ago. After all, he knew that if he fell into my hands, he would not have his life to leave."
Nie Changhuan was stunned, a little surprised that Fu Xingye would take the initiative to explain it for her. Moreover, she suddenly remembered that the first time she met Chu Yuqiao, she was in the hospital. When Fu Xingye had a problem with his eyes and was hospitalized, Chu Yuqiao swaggered into Fu Xingye's ward.
It seemed that at that time, Fu Xingye's relationship with Chu Yuqiao was pretty good, at least there was no antagonism.
But now, at least Fu Xingye and Chu Yan are a decent couple and a son. Fu Xingye directly refers to his brother-in-law as "beast".
Fu Xingye didn't know what she was thinking, and then smiled again: "I'm so courageous, I dare to come back."
Nie Changhuan reacted, only to realize that he was still talking about Chu Yuqiao.
Nie Changhuan didn't want to deal with the grievances between Fu Xingye and Chu Yuqiao, but there were grievances between Fu Xingye and Chu Yuqiao, but it was convenient for her to talk to Fu Xingye about dealing with Chu Yuqiao in order to protect it.
"If he escaped, let's run away." Nie Changhuan frowned and pulled the topic back. "In order to avoid extra-junctions, I want to get it back tomorrow."
When she said this, Fu Xingye was squinting his eyes thinking about how to deal with Chu Yuqiao's affairs. He suddenly heard such a sentence, his heart thumped, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Nie Changhuan: He is about to see you. To... Your baby girl
His reaction fell in Nie Changhuan's eyes, and it was a bit different from that.
Nie Changhuan thought he didn’t want to see him for a while. After all, he and Chu Yan’s son were not full moon yet, so Nie Changhuan said, “Don’t worry, if it’s inconvenient for you, I won’t let you disturb your life. , I hope you can take care of the people around you and stop moving the people around me."
This sentence is also the central meaning of Nie Changhuan's intention to chat with Fu Xingye tonight.
But Fu Xingye didn't seem to listen at all, and suddenly asked, "What did you just say?"
"..." Nie Changhuan held his temper and repeated what he had just said, but he was interrupted by Fu Xingye when he said a few words, "Not this sentence, the last sentence."
Nie Changhuan thought for a while: "I want to pick it up tomorrow."
Fu Xingye stared at her intently, and then asked hesitantly, "Tomorrow?"
"Yes, tomorrow." Nie Changhuan stopped looking at him, turned and walked out.
Fu Xingye's mind was messed up, and his sense of joy and excitement was rampant, and his brain was a little dizzy, but his body was a little tight because of tension.
Seeing Nie Changhuan about to leave, he didn't even think about it, and immediately reached out and grabbed her.
Nie Changhuan broke free, but for a moment she hesitated and lowered her head, looking at Fu Xingye's hand holding the palm.
Fu Xingye didn't touch her skin with her palm just now, she didn't even notice it, only then did she notice the abnormality.
Fu Xingye returned to his senses, and immediately let go of his hand, and put his hand in his trouser pocket, his grinning mouth couldn't hold back.
He said: "Tomorrow I will go with you."
Nie Changhuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and his heart was a little moved at that moment. After all, Chu Yuqiao showed up, and she was also afraid that she would be unable to cope with the situation when she went out alone to pick it up.
But deep down in her heart, she still instinctively resisted Fu Xingye's good contact.
So she didn't answer the topic, but looked at Fu Xingye's hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"
As soon as she finished asking, she reacted by herself.
In Yancheng, especially the villas in this area, the host family will "plant" rows of dense glass slag on the top of the wall in order to prevent people from overturning the wall. Fu Xingye came in over the wall just now, and the fall when he came in was probably because one of his hands was pierced by glass slag.
Nie Changhuan felt pain after thinking about it.
Fu Xingye originally wanted to pretend to be indifferent as usual, but after a turn of his thoughts, he took his hand out of his trouser pocket, with his palms facing upwards: "I was sleeping in the car when I saw you playing I hung up again, thinking that something was in a hurry, so I was careless."
Seeing his bloody flesh and even a place where the glass slag was obviously left in his palms, Nie Changhuan hesitated and turned and walked downstairs: "Come down with me."
Fu Xingye's mouth curled up, thinking of the bullshit theory that Peng Jiangzhou had been chanting in his ear before, "Men should also know how to show weakness and behave coquettishly", and thought it was a bit useful.
As soon as he felt complacent, he couldn't control the steps under his feet.
Nie Changhuan turned his head and glared at him: "Take it lightly."
"... Okay." Fu Xingye touched his nose and was clearly yelled, but the stamina was so pleasing that he was so happy that he hadn't pressed the corners of his mouth down in the small hall downstairs.
Nie Changhuan had taken out the medicine kit and placed it on the small table in the side hall, and looked at the corners of his cocked lips faintly: "Why do I think you are so happy that you are injured?"
Fu Xingye coughed slightly, and tried to press the corners of his lips down, and he took the initiative to sit in the chair by the small table, and put his hands on the table.
Nie Changhuan looked at him like an uncle and didn't move.
"... The hand is inconvenient, it's troublesome." Fu Xingye looked at the pleasing eyebrows, still a little aggrieved.
Nie Changhuan couldn't help but hooked his lips, opened the medicine box, and began to concentrate on handling it for him.
Because of the glass slag, Nie Changhuan had to use small pliers to get the glass slag out. It was really painful, and Fu Xingye's hand shrank.
Nie Changhuan didn't have any physical contact with him before. Seeing him like this, the only thing that frowned and became a little impatient. He directly raised his other hand and pressed his wrist.
It's just that when her slender fingertips touched his clear and hard wrist, both of them were slightly startled.
Fu Xingye suddenly raised his eyes to look at her. Because she was bending over to help herself with her hands, she was very close to herself at the moment, and he could see the fine hairs on her face.
Nie Changhuan could have tried his best to ignore his gaze, but now when he raises his head and is so close to him, his breath falls on his face, and the warm and itchy feeling makes her heart feel uncomfortable. Consciously skipped a beat.
She suddenly raised her eyes and stared at Fu Xingye, then raised her hand to press on Fu Xingye's face, pushing his face aside.
"..." Fu Xingye laughed.
Nie Changhuan didn't care about him anymore, and continued to concentrate on treating his wounds without saying a word.
But when she disinfected him at the end, she couldn't bear it, so she raised her head and glanced at him: "It will be painful, you bear it."
"Finally feel sorry for me?" Fu Xingye was already a little bit contemplative, and he blurted back this sentence, his voice changed a bit.
Nie Changhuan smiled at him, and then suddenly poured disinfectant alcohol directly into his palm.
With that sudden, the pain caused Fu Xingye's facial muscles to lick, but he pressed his thin lips tightly. He didn't snor, but he stared at Nie Changhuan with peach eyes.
Nie Changhuan slowly took the bandage gauze, and said lightly: "Mr. Fu seems to think too much, but there are young and old in my room. I'm afraid you call too loud and affect their rest. After all, now It's getting late, everyone will have business tomorrow, so you can't be delayed by you, right?"
Fu Xingye smiled without saying a word, watching her bandage herself.
Nie Changhuan also stopped talking.
It wasn't until Fu Xingye's both hands were bandaged that Nie Changhuan got up and started packing the medicine box.
Fu Xingye handed her a pair of scissors, and asked while she took it: "I will sleep in the guest room tonight?"
Nie Changhuan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but glanced at his hands, knowing that it would be difficult for him to drive, and then he paused and said, "If Mr. Fu wants to stay, how can I stop you?"
Looking at Nie Changhuan's back hurriedly leaving after his mouth was stiff, Fu Xingye grinned as he looked at his bandaged messy and ugly hands.
It was already three o'clock in the morning, and he was going abroad tomorrow. After Nie Changhuan put the medicine box away, he left Fu Xingye alone and went back to his room.
But after entering the room, she didn't fall asleep either, and went to Liu Zheng's room again. She didn't really fall asleep until she heard Fu Xingye's footsteps upstairs disappearing from the door of the guest room.
After falling asleep, the dream was full of scenes of encountering danger, and it didn't take long before she woke up.
Seeing the time, it was only after four o'clock, but she couldn't sleep anymore.
She simply got up and went downstairs, only to see Fu Xingye standing in front of the French windows in the main hall.
Perceiving the movement, Fu Xingye returned to his senses and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw her, "Why don't you sleep anymore?"
Nie Changhuan didn't want to talk to him: "Aren't you awake?"
Fu Xingye suddenly felt embarrassed: "I'm a little nervous."