"I love you, thinking of you, thinking of you, just like this." Mu Xin fixedly looked at her eyes, "I believe that your life abroad is not easy, but your life in Beicheng It will never be any better than you."
Mo Xiaoguo was slightly startled, her eyes flashing, looking at Mu Xin.
"You must be very curious why he married Lu Ying. It's not so much his revenge, it's better to say that this is a kidnapping that the elders have planned for a long time." Mu Xin took a deep breath and mentioned his brother's past, feeling a little distressed. "Back then, my mother, aunt, and grandma knelt before him and begged him to marry Lu Ying and save my uncle—you should also know that there was a period when Mu Haoyu and Mu Miao were in a low mood, and my uncle was almost sent to the Commission for Discipline Inspection. If Beicheng If you don’t marry Lu Ying, he will be the sinner of the entire family—he cannot bear the charge. You should be able to perceive your heart more clearly than anyone else. He loves you, but he has to marry Lu Ying."
Mo Xiaoguo's heart surged and could not speak.
"There is something, I only heard from my mother a few days ago." Mu Xin continued.
Mo Xiaoguo looked at her dimly. Mu Xin smiled, "Mo Xiaoguo, how many women would envy you... If Lu Ying said anything to hurt you, you should forgive her. If I were her, I would be mad with jealousy."
Mo Xiaoguo became more confused. Mu Xin said, "In the past two years, Mu Beicheng has never touched her, not once! No matter how hard Ren Luying worked, he never saw her directly! Mo Xiaoguo, if a man didn't love you, he would love her. In my bones, I can’t do this.
Mo Xiaoguo was stunned, moving tears already flowing in her eyes.
"The marriage of the past two years is a prison and a yoke for him. His life is harder than anyone else. Xiaoguo, although I know my request at this moment is very selfish, who would be willing to be the third party in the marriage? But, I hope you can give him even a little comfort. He is tired enough..."
"Where did he get the injection?" Mo Xiaoguo asked, her voice slightly hoarse.
Even if Lu Ying is by his side now, she wants to see him, so she can. He has been holding on for her, suffering and working hard, but she is still misunderstanding him.
Mu Xin asked the nurse to lead her to the injection room. Looking at that figure, Mu Xin smiled happily and breathed a sigh of relief. From today, will Beicheng really see the sun through the clouds and mist
This injection room is very luxurious and is provided for distinguished patients. It's very quiet. A piece of gauze was pasted on Mu Beicheng's forehead, and his arm was also wrapped with gauze, hanging from his neck. The right foot was resting on the stool, and the third toe was also bandaged.
It seems that there are many injuries. Mo Xiaoguo's eyes were red with distress, but she still forced her tears back into her eyes firmly, and just walked in gently.
He was sleeping with his body tilted, cold sweat on his forehead, and his pale lips occasionally murmured broken words that made her unable to hear him clearly.
She approached, and Wei Liangchen, who was flipping through the newspaper, raised her head. It was not surprising to see her.
"Long time no see." Wei Liangchen said.
Only then did Mo Xiaoguo realize that Mu Xin said that the person accompanying Mu Beicheng's injection was not Lu Ying at all. He smiled at Wei Liangchen, greeted him, and his eyes fell on Mu Beicheng uncontrollably.
"Is he okay?" Her voice was soft and soft, for fear of waking him up.
Wei Liangchen stood up and gave her the position, "Not so good, it burned very badly."
Her heart is tight again. Immediately stretched out his hand and leaned toward his forehead, which was really hot. Seeing her terribly worried, Wei Liangchen couldn't bear it. "This is a fever-reducing injection. Don't worry. After the injection, the fever will go away. Don't look at the gauze wrapped around him, but it's not too much. In severe cases, he twisted his muscles and bones. The doctor said it would be okay to go back to recuperate."
Although she said that, she still didn't let go of her hanging heart. He stroked his pale cheek heartily, but his hand was suddenly clasped.
"Xiaoguo..." The broken mutter overflowed from her lips, and she heard clearly this time. Thinking he was awake, she hurried over and talked to him softly, "I'm here. I'm still here..."
However, he didn't make a sound anymore, just clutching her tightly like this.
Wei Liangchen shook his head, "He didn't wake up. It's been like this all the time, calling your name stupidly. Mu Xin said, I won't call you again, I'm afraid he is really crazy."
The tears that Mo Xiaoguo had endured for a long time burst out suddenly. Hot tears fell on the back of his hand and slowly flowed onto his skin.
Moved, distressed, apologetic, all kinds of emotions mixed together, so that she can not control her emotions. She was so thankful that she hadn't had the urge to get on the plane, left here, and left this man who loves her to her bones, and she loves her dearly.
Watching this scene, Wei Liangchen was witty and didn't bother. Gently took the door to go out, and explained the nurse by the way, and waited until the call before going in.
As long as he clasped his hand tightly, she spread her five fingers and entangled his. He fell asleep, his head tilted on her thin shoulders. Because she had a high fever, her breath was a little hot, sprayed on her neck, making her feel that even her heart was hot. His weight is a bit heavy for her, but at this moment she enjoys this moment of being close to each other. She tilted her head, leaned her face lightly on his head, lowered her eyes, and looked at his weak cheek with pain and tenderness.
The whole space is incredibly quiet. When two people are so close, they can feel the warmth flowing between each other. Halfway through, a nurse came in to change the dressing. Mo Xiaoguo didn't know if he was awake, only vaguely saw that he opened his eyes and glanced at her. However, he didn't say anything, just shook her hand tighter, closed his eyes and fell asleep. This time, he slept particularly peacefully, and his breathing became even more even.
The nurse repeatedly assured her that his situation was not that bad, and Mo Xiaoguo's heart finally let go.
After a while, all the injections were finished, and he still did not wake up after the injection.
"Mu Beicheng?" Mo Xiaoguo tentatively yelled softly, and touched his forehead with his hands, feeling relieved that it was not so hot. He didn't move, Mo Xiaoguo turned slightly to his side, facing him before opening his mouth to call him, but suddenly he opened his arms and hugged her.
Mo Xiaoguo was startled, the warm heat came, making her nose sore all of a sudden. He closed his eyes and spoke in her ear with a dull voice: "Let me hug..."
Like a shameless child, he hugged her so tightly, as if a little looser, she would disappear from his arms. Mo Xiaoguo greedily put her chin on his shoulder lightly, and asked softly, "Go back to sleep?"
Mu Beicheng smiled lowly, as if very satisfied. Hearing his deep laughter, Mo Xiaoguo also felt very happy. just…
"You are so hurt, can you still laugh?" She felt very distressed.
"Yeah... I'm so injured, I can't drive home." He spoke childishly, sounding like a baby. Mo Xiaoguo's heart had already softened into a ball, hugging him, whispering: "I will send you back."
and so…
In the end, Mu Beicheng was helped out of the hospital by Mo Xiaoguo. Although only one toe was injured on the foot, walking is still somewhat affected. His Hummer was hit and sent into the car dealership, and Mu Xin drove him a lightweight BMW over. After helping him to sit in the passenger seat, both of them were already sweating.
Neither of them said much along the way. He did not ask her why she stayed, nor did she ask him about the past two years. Both of them seemed to be enjoying the sudden approach at this moment, and in the quiet atmosphere, they could feel each other's heartbeat.
Without asking the destination, Mo Xiaoguo drove the car directly to the apartment. After going to the apartment last time, she could be sure that there was no trace of Lu Ying there.
"Where is the door key?" Mo Xiaoguo supported him when he reached the door.
"In the pocket." Mu Beicheng said. Mo Xiaoguo's free hand was a natural way to get the key. A soft hand reached into the pocket of his trousers and touched it casually. Through the thin cloth, the soft and scorching temperature made Mu Beicheng's eyes deep. Reached out and held her hand, "Don't touch it!"
His voice was dull and his eyes were burning.//Hot.
Mo Xiaoguo was frightened and immediately blushed and closed his hands. He coughed and turned away. Mu Beicheng also seemed a little embarrassed, and silently took out the key and opened the door. Mo Xiaoguo blushed and helped him in and let him sit on the sofa.
"Is it thirsty? I'm going to pour you a glass of water." Because of the fever, his bloodless lips were a little chapped, and Mo Xiaoguo turned to pour water, but Mu Beicheng reached out and held her. She turned her head and met his deep gaze. With a heartbeat, she was pulled back onto the sofa in the next instant, and fell into his arms.
She was so frightened that she almost touched his tied arm. He turned sideways like a okay person, with his face facing her.
His gaze was deeply fixed on her, as if he was still confirming that she was by his side until this moment.
The long finger slipped on her face uncontrollably. The heat of the fingertips was shocking. She held her breath and stared at him, and heard him hoarsely: "I thought you would leave without waiting for me."
"I didn't leave..." Mo Xiaoguo gently held his hand, "I didn't ask what I wanted to ask, I don't want to leave like this."
Mu Beicheng lightly nodded, moved his lower body, and leaned closer to her, "Then you ask."
Mo Xiaoguo tilted her head for a moment and looked at him, "Do you want me to stay?"
Mu Beicheng pursed his lips and didn't answer, just staring at her scorchingly. All the answers are clear in the eyes. Mo Xiaoguo understood in her heart, there was a sudden unsatisfactory satisfaction, and her fingers slid into his palm actively, letting him hold his own.
"second question."
"You ask." He was tolerant.
"Aren't you going to divorce Lu Ying? Really?" Well, at this moment, will she look like a mistress who is forcing her lover to divorce
Mu Beicheng's eyes floated slightly, and there was a faint smile on his eyes, "Do you care about this? I thought, as Mo Xiaona said, even if I get divorced, you don't want to stay for me again."
Mo Xiaoguo pursed her lips, then gently leaned her head on his shoulder. After knowing the news of his marriage, she was really sad. She wanted to hide in New York for the first time, but she knew that one day, she would come back. I can't help the suffering in my heart, come back and have a look.
"Mu Beicheng... I don't want to be a third party. But, I don't want to leave." She finally confessed.
With a slight shock, Mu Beicheng embraced her with one arm, his voice dimmed, "I'm sorry, I wronged you."
Immediately shook her head. She didn't like him to blame himself and feel so guilty, "I don't feel wronged."
Mu Beicheng played with the ends of her hair, breathing greedily with her presence, "I will take care of Lu Ying's affairs, within two months."
"I believe you."
The two people hugged each other tightly, leaning so close, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats, and clearly felt each other's hearts.