My wife has always been timid

The moon was dark and the wind was high, the eyes hidden in the dense woods moved slowly, their gaze was fixed on the master bedroom on the second floor, and they jumped towards that direction.

The slender figure moves nimbly through the hidden path like a ghost.

There were bodyguards patrolling under the wall of the main building. Taking advantage of the bodyguards' turning around, the agile black figure suddenly jumped onto the balcony and disappeared into the night with only a whiff of night wind.

The bodyguard, who sensed something was wrong, turned his head immediately, but saw nothing.

"what happened?"

A familiar voice came, and the two bodyguards raised their heads together. When they saw Yuan Yin, the captain of the dark guard, coming out of the main building, the two immediately stood firm and greeted together.

Yuan Yin waved lightly.

"What happened just now?" He looked at the bodyguard who had behaved a little strangely just now.

The bodyguard was a retired mercenary, and said cautiously: "I just felt that the airflow behind me was slightly wrong, as if something flashed by."

Yuan Yin frowned, and looked at the other: "Did you hear anything?"

The opponent shook his head.

"It's probably because the companion is too nervous, which made Captain Yuan bother." At the end, the other party added another sentence.

Yuan Yin didn't say anything.

Not daring to relax in his heart, he cautiously looked around. Now that the master is in a coma, it is equivalent to Fu's falling into danger. There are many people in the outside world staring at Fu. I don't know how many dangers are lurking in the darkness, and there is no tolerance for it. .

"Keep it safe."

After making sure that there was nothing abnormal around, Yuan Yin was relieved, and told the bodyguard again.

The bodyguards nodded.

After Yuanyin left, the bodyguard who found something wrong scratched the back of his head depressedly. He clearly felt something flashing past him, why there was nothing, could it be that his sensory ability degraded so quickly?
"Don't think about it, there is probably a bird flying past you."

The companion reassured.

The bodyguard shook his head speechlessly, probably the only possibility.

All the interactions of the few people fell into the eyes of the upstairs, and the slender figure was hidden in the balcony. Seeing the bodyguards restored order, the corners of her lips curled up in a mocking arc, and she turned her head and walked into the master bedroom with dim eyesight.

Fu's bodyguard, that's all.

The night wind slightly blew the curtains of the balcony and the master bedroom, and the white gauze was lifted, and the woman in black clothes stepped into the bedroom lightly.

Unlike the cold and dark night on the balcony, a weak bedside lamp was lit in the master bedroom.

An obscure warm yellow light poured down from the head of the bed, slightly illuminating the small space. The man lying in the bed had a deep and straight profile, and his sleeping face was peaceful, giving him a warm feeling.

Warm...?
The woman standing in front of the bed stared straight at the unconscious man, layers of hatred gradually churned in her eyes, and slowly raised her hand holding the sharp dagger, aiming at the man's throat.

The light shone on the dagger, and the blade reflected a dazzling light——

This is the man.

After nearly a year of detention and torture, the people who tortured her were neither human nor ghost. When she woke up, she learned that Xu Wen'an had died at the hands of Fu Xiuyuan.

It was the man in front of him.

Now he is lying lifeless on the bed, as fragile as a wolf cub, as long as she touches her lightly, he can kill him!
but……

The sharp dagger suddenly stabbed downwards, but suddenly, it stopped abruptly at the place closest to the man's throat!

The sharp point of the knife touched the man's protruding Adam's apple, and it was only a hair's breadth away from piercing the man's neck, but her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Why……

Why can't she let go?

The small lamp on the bedside was emitting a faint light all the time, her hands were constantly trembling, and the anger and depression accumulated in her heart were urging her to act quickly and kill the hateful man in front of her.

It was he who held you in custody for a year, and he ruined your entire life. If you don't kill him, how can you vent your hatred!
Damn him!
But her hands are out of control.

There is still a voice in my heart crying and begging her, begging her not to hurt him, not to hurt this man...

The dagger was constantly shaking due to trembling hands, hanging above the man's perfect and delicate Adam's apple, the sharp tip of the knife pierced the man's Adam's apple while shaking, and bright red spots emerged from his Adam's apple, a coquettish image I saw a flower.

Seeing the bloodstain, her pupils trembled suddenly, and she suddenly withdrew the dagger in her hand.

I don't know if she was insane and defeated her reason. Her hand caressed the man's face uncontrollably, sliding down his sharp jawline, and gently caressing the Adam's apple that she pierced with a dagger. Gently wiped off the blood with his fingertips.

She must be crazy.

The right hand gently caressed the man's wound, and the strength of the sharp dagger in the left hand was quietly tightened. Perhaps this touch of distress stemmed from their childhood friendship, but in all the things that happened later, the childhood goodwill had already been exhausted. .

If Uncle Qin Feng hadn't rescued her, I'm afraid she would have died in the hands of this man.

Now that this man is lying here, his family wants to arrest her and use her life to save his life... Oh, yes, he is still waiting to kill her, why is she still hesitating here?
Rather than waiting for him to take her life, it would be better for her to finish him now!
The haze swept over her eyes again, and the left hand holding the dagger was gradually raised again, staring straight at the man's perfect and handsome face, this time there was no pity in her eyes anymore.

But suddenly there was a wind blowing.

The eyelashes of the sleeping man trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

She froze for a moment.

The man's eyes were so different from the eyes full of haze and ferocity in her memory. At this moment, his eyes were full of confusion but mixed with tenderness as he looked at her, almost sucking her in like a whirlpool.

Maybe he was too weak, the lids of his eyes sank down again as soon as they were raised.

The light focused on the dagger she was holding tightly, and the innocence and bewilderment in those eyes, as if the whole world owed him, made her freeze on the spot for a while.

"It's... a dream."

Voice, extremely hoarse.

Like a river that had dried up for a long time, his voice was weak and mottled. For some reason, hearing that hoarse and tired voice, her thoughts seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't move.

"It's a dream...it's fine."

He could only hear him muttering in a low voice, and saw a bitter arc on the corner of his lips. Before she could react, the warm hand grabbed her wrist, pulled it violently, and fell into it uncontrollably. In the arms of the man.

The back of her head was held and forced her to look up, her lips felt soft in an instant.

Soft and a little cool.

clang-

The crisp sound of the hard dagger falling to the ground buzzed in her mind, she stared at the enlarged face in front of her with wide eyes, her brain went blank, and she blinked her eyes in bewilderment.

What, what's the situation?