President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

bedroom
After the anesthetic passed, Feng Yin woke up, opened his eyes, and saw a familiar environment.

There was a dull pain in the arm, as if a dozen steel nails had been driven into the flesh, as if the arm was no longer hers.

She seemed to remember something, but not all of it.

Vaguely, in a trance, as if there was a car accident.

"drink water?"

A familiar male voice sounded above her head, but it sounded like rejection to her.

Feng Yin frowned, and was about to close his eyes when the other party sounded a gentle voice with threatening words,
"If you dare to close your eyes and not look at me, I will let you stay in the house for three months, and you are not even allowed to go to the terrace."

Chen Xiuzhu knew what she cared about, so he tightly grabbed her seven inches.

Feng Yin opened his eyes and looked at the pure white ceiling, his expression was cold and numb.

"Anyway, I was only able to move around on the fifth floor and the terrace. When you come back, I can go downstairs and walk outside. If you are trapped in the house, you can stay in the house... Even if you die here, it doesn't matter."

Feng Yin's tone and attitude deeply stimulated Chen Xiuzhu, his heart was burning with anger, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Hey, why am I willing to let you die? Don't say such bad things. I know you are playing with me. I promise you, I will come back to accompany you more in the future."

"Is that all right? Honey."

As Chen Xiuzhu said, he bent down, put his forehead against hers, and his brows and eyes were loosened. This gentle feeling seemed that they were a couple in love.

Feng Yin froze for a moment, but didn't avoid it.

In my memory, someone spoke to her in such a gentle and loving tone.

Feng Yin stood there stunned, Chen Xiuzhu thought she was finally willing to face him, and no longer ran away, the next moment...

"Cold Flame?"

"Where is Leng Yan? Why isn't he here?"

Just when Chen Xiuzhu's lips were about to fall on Feng Yin's lips, Feng Yin suddenly and clearly called out Leng Yan's name.

His eyes were blurred, and the other uninjured hand was slowly raised, and it gently fell on Chen Xiuzhu's face, looking at him with gentle and delicate eyes, with a hint of grievance.

"Why are you here now? I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Leng Yan, I miss you so much."

Chen Xiuzhu: "..."

It's like being pierced by a chain with barbs, scraping the flesh and bones, and the feeling of gnawing away at the bones is nothing more than that.

"Look at me! Who am I?! You see it clearly!"

Chen Xiuzhu suddenly pulled her hair forcefully, forcing her to look up at him.

When the pain came, Feng Yin's eye circles were red, and he stubbornly refused to cry.

"You are not Leng Yan. I want to find Leng Yan, I want to see him."

Feng Yin is very stubborn, and she will persevere if she decides, even if her strength is far different from Chen Xiuzhu's now.She also refused to compromise, refused to give in.

In the stubborn heart, there is only Leng Yan.

"Fengyin! I know you're pretending! You remember everything! You know what happened in the past, and you know who I am! You know what happened between us! You don't tell me, it's just to torture me and punish me !"

Chen Xiuzhu believed that Feng Yin was acting, and the hand holding her hair continued to exert force.

He just wanted her to admit her mistake and give in, even if it was just to coax him and promise him never to run away again, but she just didn't say anything.

Would rather suffer physically than compromise.

"Why are you doing this to me? Do you know Leng Yan? Take me to him! Take me there!"

Feng Yin grabbed his wrist with his right hand, no matter what Chen Xiuzhu said, she couldn't listen to it, and there were only two words in her mind: Leng Yan.