Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

The hand holding the magazine tightened, and the originally rosy nails became a little pale.

Lu Qiao touched her forehead with her hand, and pursed her lips tightly.

The eyes were very dark. In a dark abyss, the dormant beast also opened its eyes, and the bright red blood shimmered inside, staining the eyes scarlet.

He is too deep into the drama, but she is still awake, and she must not be fooled by his actions. It is enough to fall into the abyss of eternal doom once. It is not always such good luck that she can escape by chance, she reminded herself like this If you don't want to die, don't be confused.

After a while, Lu Qiao adjusted her mood, got up and walked to Huo Yan's desk.

On the wiped clean window glass, a pair of eyes that were flooded with ink and could not see through the light were reflected.

Wen Ran's cut was extremely deep, and he really intended to die. He cut an artery. Although he was treated in time, he still needed stitches when he arrived at the hospital to help the wound heal.

Lying on the hospital bed with nothing to love, the doctor told her the precautions such as not to wet the wound in the near future.

She didn't listen to a word, her mind was full of Huo Yan.

She moved her lips and murmured in a voice that she couldn't hear clearly, "Why don't you let me die?"

I have lost my whole world, what is the point of living, why not let me die?

Tears silently rolled down the corners of his eyes.There were light water marks on the pillow.

"Mr. Huo, Miss Wen's ward is here."

When Assistant Qi's voice came, Wen Ran sat up abruptly, and looked towards the door of the ward in disbelief.

"Ayan..."

As soon as he made a sound, tears fell.

The infinite attachment to this person, and the anxiety of losing him, flooded.

She didn't dare to speak loudly now, for fear that this was a dream, and she was afraid that if she made a loud voice, she would wake up with a start.

The man standing in front of her will disappear, and she will only face the cold reality.

"A Yan, you finally came to see me."

She was really wronged, not seeing each other for a day was like three autumns, and just this day had already made her suffer from lovesickness.

As soon as Huo Yan opened his mouth, he immediately broke the atmosphere, "Why don't you take your own life seriously?"

There was no consolation from soft words as imagined, nor any tenderness and concern. His voice was so cold and sober, and a whole piece of ice was smashed down so hard that she was stunned.

"Ayan, I..."

"Wen Ran, can you tell me, what is your purpose for doing this? Are you forcing yourself to get back together?"

Huo Yan came in with the air-conditioning all over his body, and Wen Ran shivered from the cold.

"You keep saying that this is love, and you have done all the hurtful things in the name of love. But I'm sorry, Xiaoran, your deep affection only touches you..."

This love, maybe the two leading actors were both in the play at the beginning, but I don't know when it has become a one-man show, broken down into two parts, and the protagonists of this play are both acting in a one-man show that the other party can't cooperate with.

"It's not love, it's kidnapping."

Moral kidnapping, under the guise of love, is a crime that is not considered a crime.

"Love is not something you ask for, nor is it forced in such an extreme way. Xiao Ran, you used the wrong method. You can only push me further and further away from you."

Huo Yan's face was very cold, every word and every word was like a knife stabbed in his heart, killing him with a knife.