Mommy pawned Daddy again

But later, he forgot when it started, and she hurt again when she was hurt, but she never acted like a baby to him again.

Tanxier just watched calmly as he sterilized the wound for her. The gauze covered the wound. He took a deep breath and said, "Don't touch the water. I'll change the gauze for you tomorrow."

But Tanxier looked at the fingers wrapped in gauze, and said calmly: "As long as the bleeding stops, it will be fine."

Qin Muchen looked at her, but didn't say anything else. He tidied up the medicine box with lowered eyes, and said, "I'll finish it next."

Tanxier frowned slightly, and said: "I can do it, it's just a small injury, I saw blood dripping on the painting just now."

Qin Muchen looked at her, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'll take care of it, it's getting late, you..."

Having said that, he stopped talking.

He bypassed Tanxier, went straight to the tea table and sat down, and continued to do his handbook silently.

He admitted that seeing her injured and bleeding hand just now made his heart ache.His hands were shaking uncontrollably.

But when Tanxier showed calmness and felt no pain, it was like a knife stabbing into her heart fiercely.

He remembered that he had talked with Tanxier's psychiatrist before, and the doctor also mentioned that she had a hard time responding to pain.

At the time he didn't realize what the problem would look like.Until just now, he looked at her calmly and watched the blood stay unresponsive. He even gritted his teeth and deliberately pressed hard on her bleeding wound, but normal people would feel pain and have a conditioned reflex.

But Tanxier didn't.

She watched the blood flow from her own fingers indifferently, as if she was looking at someone else's hand.

He even reminded her twice that it would hurt, and if it hurt, tell her.

But her calm chilled him a bit.

The doctor told him that it's not that Tanxier doesn't feel pain, it's just that after the pain she has suffered has exceeded the limit she can bear, her nerves will fall into a state of paralysis, and she will naturally feel nothing about many subtle injuries.

He lowered his eyes and wiped away the blood that Tanxier dripped on the drawing.

The blood stain could not be wiped off, leaving behind two dark brown drops.

Tan Xier looked at Qin Muchen, and the pendulum clock in the hall struck twice.

She took a deep breath and walked over.

She dug out a box of paints and said, "Let me do it. I'll draw two little bees. You can write these, and it should be almost done."

Qin Muchen looked at her and responded.

The two of them didn't say anything after that, and spent a little more time completing the growth manual.

Tan Xier looked at a growth manual with a family portrait in front of her, took out her mobile phone and took a few photos, and admired them for a while with satisfaction.

Qin Muchen looked at the time and said, "Tonight, should you stay or should I take you back?"

Tanxier said: "I will drive by myself, you don't have to see me off. Every time I go back and forth, it will be dawn."

With that said, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Qin Muchen frowned and stood up, he reached out his hand to stop her, Tanxier looked at him, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Muchen said in a deep voice, "It's almost three o'clock, can you stay here, okay?" After a pause, "I'll sleep in the study, I'll leave tomorrow." After a pause, "Is that okay?"

Tan Xier looked at him, was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Qin Muchen, I don't know what you are doing to me now, but you don't need to care about me like this, and you don't need you to do anything for me , I don’t want to think about it so much. I’m only here for Xiaotuanzi, I hope you don’t have any misunderstandings.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and resolutely turned around and walked straight to the door.

Qin Muchen looked at her, frowned and said, "Don't forget that we are husband and wife, living under the same roof is justified."

Tanxier looked up at him.

The two looked at each other.

Qin Muchen took a deep breath and said calmly, "I don't think you should have any misunderstandings. I just think that since we are still husband and wife, there is no need to separate." Then, he took a deep breath secretly, looking at Leaving Qin Tanxier, he said flatly: "Maybe you think we need to maintain this superficial husband and wife relationship."

Tanxier looked at him, took a deep breath, smiled slightly, she took a deep breath secretly, and said: "It's getting late, go to rest early."

After finishing speaking, she bypassed Qin Muchen and walked upstairs.

"Tanxier." Suddenly Qin Muchen stopped her.

Tanxier looked at him, frowning.

She didn't want to argue with Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen looked at her, and asked in a deep voice: "Tan Xi'er, you clearly hate me so much, but... why are you dragging me to death so much, at least let me know the reason, heh, don't tell me that neither of us Qualified to embrace happiness."

Tan Xier looked at him, and said after a little silence: "My father has a will, and the additional condition in the will is that it can only be opened after five years of marriage with Qin Muchen. So there are still two years, so bear with it. Two years ...It will pass soon, and you will be free when the time comes."

Qin Muchen watched Tan Xier go upstairs, with a determined back, without a trace of emotion.

He looked at the handbook of the family portrait on the table, she could endure her dislike of him for the sake of the child, and she could get so close to him, pretending to be intimate to complete the group photo.

She smiled so brightly and gently, but why could she turn her head away so resolutely and indifferently reject him thousands of miles away.

He took a deep breath, always feeling a stabbing pain in his heart.

The painting is full of warmth, but the outside of the painting is indeed indifferent.

She becomes cold, ruthless.

But... the former Tanxier was like a little sun, God knows how much he likes her.

But isn't he responsible for all of this now?

It was his indifference that drenched her whole heart to pieces.

It was his alienation that pushed her out of his world little by little.

The old man asked him before, did he regret it?

He just smiled wryly,
If he had a choice, he would rather not have anything, at least he could hold her tightly and protect her when she was most helpless.

It wouldn't make her suffer so much.

Watching her scar stretch from her palm to her arm.

He felt distressed looking at such a dazzling scar, but there was nothing he could do.

Before Xiaotuanzi came back, he whispered to him that Tanxier cried in his arms today.

She said she couldn't hold him.

The moment Qin Muchen heard it, it was as if his heart was being hammered with a hammer.

He understood her helplessness and suffering, but he didn't know how to make up for her.

He wanted to do something for her, but facing her, he didn't know what else to do.

He sat weakly on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

The white smoke gradually diffused, as if a layer of veil had been spread to envelop him...