My wife has always been timid

Those untouchable pains were sealed in her mind, but when Fan Su Qingcheng wanted to take a step forward, the suffocating memories rushed out like wild beasts, causing her to flee in a panic.

But she can't blame anyone.

She knew well that Fu Xiuyuan didn't want to treat her like that, and he was the person in the world who hated her being wronged the most.

It was she who failed first,

to drive him crazy...

identical.

What did this man in front of him do wrong?
Even though she was terribly afraid of that dark time in the past, Fu Xiuyuan is so innocent now, even if he gets angry, he will endure his anger alone and will not do anything to hurt her, and, as always, give her everything Endless pampering.

But she couldn't even give him the most basic, which was unfair to him.

"Fu Xiuyuan...I'm sorry..."

The temperature in the room had dropped, and the faint moonlight reflected her small figure kneeling in the middle of the bed, lowering her head and making a low and hoarse apology.

She thought she could overcome her fear and be with him without any grievances.

She thought they had returned to the beginning, back to the time when they hadn't hurt each other.

But at the moment when the matter hit her face, she realized that she still didn't have the courage to face it, and the peace of mind before was just her deceiving herself and others, everything was just whitewashing the peace.

Some things, just do it.

The knife had already cut a hole in the flesh, and even though it healed, it left a mottled and ugly scar. When someone touches it, it is inevitable that they will remember the pain when it was bloody and bloody...

The man sat by the bed and stared at her for two seconds, then got up suddenly, picked up the cigarette and lighter from the bedside table and went to the balcony.

Su Qingcheng didn't even dare to turn on the light.

Seeing the loneliness and desolation in the back, she couldn't help the tip of her nose sore, she plunged into the bed, covered her head, and cried hopelessly.

The night was pitch black.

The cool night wind blew the hair on the man's forehead head-on, which cleared up the chaotic mind a lot.

He twisted out a cigarette, lit the orange spark, took a deep puff, and looked at the night through the lingering smoke, Gujing Wubo's black eyes deepened in the night.

A low sobbing sound came from the bedroom behind him, making one's heart tense.

"Damn!"

The man threw away the cigarette he had just taken a puff with his hands, and strode towards the bedroom again.

Su Qingcheng only felt that his arm was being picked up by someone. Before he could catch his breath, he was supported by someone's shoulders. He met a pair of deep and sharp eyes. The man seemed to be tortured crazy. He pinched her arm and blushed. Shuangyan asked her: "Tell me, tell me, what should I do to make you stop being afraid of me? Huh?"

Now it feels like they are never going back.

This feels rather irritating!
Su Qingcheng was frightened by him like this, and said hoarsely: "It's not your problem, it's mine, mine..."

It was hers, and it was hers.

There was a blunt pain in his heart, Fu Xiuyuan uncontrollably rubbed the thin shoulder of the girl in front of him vigorously, hugged her into his arms and rubbed her fiercely, wishing to melt her into his heart.

He hugged her tightly, trembling all over, even the hands holding her were trembling.

"No, never again...Susu, don't be afraid of me..." He said tremblingly, his voice was extremely flustered.

Not anymore.

Never again.

These words that make people feel suffocated just thinking about it, I don't know if they are comforting her or admonishing himself.