It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Fu Chengxun said in a calm voice: "The matter of that year is still under investigation. If you were really wronged, I will naturally use my own way to pay off what I owe you."

"Pay it back?" Xiang Elegy repeated this sentence, and suddenly smiled: "Fu Chengxun, do you think you can pay it off?"

Fu Chengxun's thin lips moved slightly.

She wanted to say something, but she sneered.

"Fu Chengxun, you are still like this. For ten years, you are self-righteous and think you can control everything."

She didn't want to talk to him any more.

Straight past him, ready to leave.

But before she took a few steps, the people behind her suddenly caught up and grabbed her wrist.

Xiang Elegy couldn't walk, so he came back to his senses and said impatiently: "Fu Chengxun, let me go."

The man seemed not to have heard her words.

"Xiang Elegy, I will give you the truth, but before all the truth comes out, I want to ask you a question."

He was serious, without a trace of pretense.

Xiang Elegy was unmoved.

"First, your so-called truth means nothing to me, and the truth is only to you. Second, you want to ask me a question? If you want to ask me, do I have to answer it?" ? Fu Chengxun, what do you think of yourself?"

The man's complexion was not good, but he still held back the displeasure in his heart.

"do you still love me?"

Five words, he asked directly.

But Xiang Elegy laughed out loud in an instant.

"Fu Chengxun, am I being mean to Elegy or something."

"I just asked, do you still love me?" He asked again.

The sound is unmistakable.

Put away the smile on the face of the dirge.

Eyes met, she opened her lips lightly, without any emotion in her words.

"do not love."

The words fell.

Her expression was the same as always, cold and devoid of emotion

His face changed slightly, and his eyes were stained with sadness.

Minutes passed by.

He suddenly exerted his strength and pulled her into his arms.

His left hand covered her face.

"After all, you just can't forgive the things I did?"

She unexpectedly didn't reach out to push him.

"Should I forgive?"

"Shouldn't."

"In this case, what does Mr. Fu mean by these words?"

He suddenly tightened his hand on her waist.

"But Xiang Elegy, I'm already making amends. I'm correcting all the mistakes at the beginning bit by bit. Are you going to sentence me to death like this?"

Elegy looked up and looked at him.

Suddenly said: "Fu Chengxun, what do you think is a remedy?"

He didn't speak, just looked at her.

She suddenly stretched out her left hand and placed it on his back.

His heart shrank because of her sudden movement.

But in the next second, what she said made his heart feel like a bucket of cold water was poured down instantly.

It made his heart feel like it had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Fu Chengxun, this is the difference. This is what you can't fix. In the past, when I wanted to hug you, I could wrap your entire body around you. Now, I have only one hand left that can hug you. It’s such a laborious effort, Fu Chengxun, this is the reality, between you and me, if there is something, there is something, no matter the injury or misunderstanding, this cannot be repaired.”

The hand he put on her waist became cold for a moment.

He knew that at this moment, every word she said came from the heart.

It wasn't to ridicule on purpose, nor to anger him on purpose.

She really thought so in her heart.

"You hate me?"

"I used to hate it, but now I don't hate it anymore."

she says.

"why?"

"It's too tiring to hate you. I don't need to continue to torture myself in this way after suffering so much."

For her, while hating him, she also loved him.

However, after suffering so much, she still loves him, so she is not guilty of cheapness to the elegy.

So she decided not to hate, neither hate nor love.

He looked at her.

I don't know how long it took.

He spoke again, each sound, with a hint of bitterness in the difficulty.

"Your hand, I can help you find someone to treat it, and I can take you to many places for treatment. If it can't be cured, then I will be your hand, and I will help you do what you want. Your hand is your hand."

Xiang Elegy opened his eyes and looked at Fu Chengxun's eyes without the slightest ups and downs of emotion.

"Help me with what I want to do? Fu Chengxun, before you said this, have you ever thought about the importance of my right hand to me? Fu Chengxun, perhaps, you never understood, from the day you entered the prison until now , what I have lost."

As soon as she finished speaking, he opened his mouth.

The usually stable and mature person showed some anxiety at this moment.

"I know."

Xiang Elegy looked at him, word by word: "You don't know, Fu Chengxun, you don't know."

He didn't know how she got here during those years in prison.

Lost his right hand in prison, and then inexplicably rioted, hurting his body.

Then, he had a mental problem and was sent to a mental hospital.

At that time, everyone seemed to be targeting her deliberately.

If it wasn't for Su Wan at that time, she might not even be able to survive that time.

How many days and nights, if Su Wan hadn't been by her side, she would gradually get better from the severe depression.

He doesn't know this, he doesn't know anything.

"Okay, I don't need to tell you this here, let me go."

She said, trying to take his hand away from hers.

But the man remained unmoved from beginning to end.

"Xiang Elegy, I just want you to say, give me a chance, that's a chance, I won't force you to say anything else."

She squinted at him.

Having said so much, all that needs to be said has been said.

She didn't want to talk to him too much, and these few words were already superfluous.

"Fu Chengxun, let me say it again for the last time, let me go."

"What if I don't let it go?" He sneered, with a hint of self-mockery in his voice.

She turned her face away and didn't even look at him.

"If you think this is interesting, then, whatever you want."

Speaking of this, she paused, and suddenly said: "It's just like this, I will hate you more and more, so much that as long as I think of you, I can't eat or sleep because of nausea."

Her words were merciless, as if a needle had pierced his heart, and there were bursts of pain.

His eyes turned scarlet: "Xiang Elegy, I just need one chance, a chance for me to repay you bit by bit."

"I said, I don't want to see you again in my life."

His thin lips were pursed into a line, and he said nothing.

She understood what he meant.

Fu Chengxun has always been like this, stubborn, paranoid, and will not listen to others at all.