How could he have the nerve to come over and tell him that he was her father and Xiao Jian's grandfather...
Why should he!
This person, why
The more Wen Zhigu thought about it, the more he hated it. Without realizing it, his hand was gradually pressing Ji Xubai's chest hard, but Ji Xubai was completely unaware of the pain and only knew how to coax her not to cry.
He always thought that he accidentally made Wen Zhigu cry angry again, and he still made Wen Zhigu so sad.
Ji Xubai felt extremely hurt, and felt annoyed about why he always made her sad...
He couldn't help but say in a dumb voice to Wen Zhigu, who was crying in his arms, "Zhigu... If you can't see me... you won't be sad... "
Even though I couldn't bear to let her go, I just didn't want to see her cry because of him again.
He couldn't bear to have her cry like this.
And it's because of him.
He had hurt her for so many years, and after repenting, now he couldn't bear to see her cry at all.
Ji Xubai felt that he was a cripple and would not be able to do much in the rest of his life. No matter how much he loved her, he could not ruin the rest of her life, so he did not want to destroy Wen Zhigu bit by bit. A drag.
She should be happy, grow up with little Jane, and do what she wants to do.
Instead of showing up here and taking care of this useless person like him.
I still have to be so angry with him from time to time.
The more Ji Xubai thought about it, the more desperate he became. He thought about many possibilities, but every future possibility did not have Wen Zhigu, and there could not be Wen Zhigu.
He thought that he was no longer qualified to expect Wen Zhigu to stay by his side, and he was not willing to let Wen Zhigu stay by his side anymore.
While Wen Zhigu was crying and crying, he couldn't hear clearly what Ji Xubai said, and he didn't want to hear what he said. Anyway, he never said anything that made him happy.
It wasn't until he was tired of crying that Wen Zhigu looked up from Ji Xubai's arms. With hazy tearful eyes, he saw that Ji Xubai's chest was getting redder and swollen due to her pressure, and asked in a sobbing voice: "Does it hurt?"
Ji Xubai paused for a moment, not realizing what Wen Zhigu meant.
Wen Zhihu didn't wait for him to answer him, so he raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face and went to find ointment for him.
When she found it, she found that Ji Xubai was still in the same position as when she left, and his clothes had been half-opened by her before, so he didn't move at all...
Wen Zhigu stared at him with red eyes, and his voice still had a nasal sound: "What are you doing?"
I'm half-sitting on the bed like that, still motionless. Doesn't it hurt
Ji Xubai looked at her and his voice became very low: "Didn't Zhiwu tell me not to move? I'm afraid of making Zhiwu angry again..."
"You..." Wen Zhigu bit his lip and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.
She stared at him, with mixed feelings in her heart, as if there were thousands of feelings passing through her heart one by one.
However, the only thing that she could feel for sure and clearly was that she felt distressed.
Ji Xubai's humble tone and cautious eyes.
It made her feel bad.
She felt her heart throbbing painfully because of Ji Xubai.
Wen Zhiyu sniffed, walked up to him, and said softly: "You can move now..."
Wen Zhigu helped him lie down slowly, and Ji Xubai didn't dare not cooperate. He endured the pain in his body and lay down slowly.