If you are well, then all is well

Chapter 137

Hmm...it should be the same, right?

Murphy looked through the toolbox, but there was not a single candle in it.

After lighting the lighter, Mo Fei said with a smile, "Although I said that I have to blow out candles on my birthday, there are no candles here, so you can blow this out anyway! Anyway, they all say fire, so the effect should be similar."

"Come on!" Murphy urged, "Director Fang, hurry up and make a wish!"

The flame of the lighter was flickering, and Mo Fei's smiling face looked at it in the flames, which was indescribably playful and cute.

Is Fang Xiaoyu drunk?

If he wasn't drunk, why would he be so eager to get close to Murphy?

"My wish is very simple." Fang Xiaoyu looked into Murphy's eyes, "What if I said, I want you to spend every birthday with me?"

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiaoyu would speak so directly, and Murphy's smile paused.

"In the future, there will be someone you like," Murphy said seriously, "who will celebrate your birthday with you."

Fang Xiaoyu's expression was lost, he didn't blow the flames.

"Oh!" The lighter was burning too hot, and Mo Fei couldn't help but let go.The lighter went out, and Fang Xiaoyu's expression became even darker.

"It's getting late, go back and rest early!" Mo Fei packed up the toolbox and was about to leave, "Director Fang, you are still injured, you..."

Just as Mo Fei was about to stand up, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly reached out and grabbed her.With a little effort, he hugged Murphy into his arms.

"Director Fang!" Murphy yelled nervously, "Your hand! You still have injuries on your hand!"

Fang Xiaoyu's hand injury was very painful, but he didn't want to let Murphy go.

If he could hold her, he would rather endure this pain.

"Murphy, don't go." Fang Xiaoyu's voice was muffled, listening pitifully, "Murphy, I know you are with Tang Mingxuan, but I don't care... All I hope is that you don't turn a blind eye to me every day, deliberately Avoid me, avoid me."

Considering that Fang Xiaoyu was injured, Murphy didn't dare to push him too hard: "Director Fang...Fang Xiaoyu, let me go first."

"I won't let it go." Fang Xiaoyu said stubbornly, "At the beginning Qianqian liked Tang Mingxuan, but I disagreed, she always said that I cared too much. She said that she would grow up, and to be a good brother, I had to learn not to protect her anymore ...I let go, what happened?"

"Fang Xiaoyu..."

"Murphy, I know." Fang Xiaoyu hugged her even harder, "If I let go, I will never have another chance...Compared with Tang Mingxuan, am I that bad? Would you rather worry about him? Are you willing to follow? He has endured hardships? He is also unwilling to choose me?"

Mo Fei stopped what he was doing and sighed: "Now that you've started talking, let's talk! As you said, I'm already with Tang Mingxuan. You don't care about many things, but Tang Mingxuan does... And I care about him."

Fang Xiaoyu was stunned, and Murphy smiled: "I avoid you because I care about him. I don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and make him unhappy."

"So, am I really that bad?" Fang Xiaoyu said with a wry smile, "So bad, you don't think about me at all?"

Murphy felt that Fang Xiaoyu had fallen into some kind of paranoia.

Love is only about liking it or not, so what does it have to do with being bad or not?

Murphy persuaded him patiently: "Fang Xiaoyu, you are a very good designer and a very loyal friend. In every aspect, you are no worse than Tang Mingxuan... It's just that things like feelings cannot be compared."

Fang Xiaoyu's emotions suddenly became agitated: "Why can't we compare? Murphy! I can understand your design and your expression. I believe that you treat me the same... These have proved that we have a tacit understanding What about you and Tang Mingxuan? Tang Mingxuan only has business in his eyes, he doesn't understand you at all! He doesn't understand your design! I've said it long ago! Only I, I know you best..."

"Fang Xiaoyu! Stop talking!" Mo Fei pushed him away angrily, "I told you a long time ago! You are not allowed to say that about Tang Mingxuan!"

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Murphy blankly, like a child who didn't know what he did wrong.

Mo Fei looked at Fang Xiaoyu seriously: "You always say that Tang Mingxuan only has business in his eyes, but in my opinion, you only have work in his eyes. Fang Xiaoyu, life is not only about design. Apart from this, Tang Mingxuan and I have many other things to do." The similarities... I admit, I like being with you without burdens, making clothes and designing with you. But there is nothing else, you are just a wonderful friend to me , that’s all.”

Fang Xiaoyu wanted to say something, but Murphy stood up.

"It's getting late, you should go back to rest early too! Happy birthday to you, good night."

Mo Fei hurried upstairs, but there was a "boom" sound behind him... Mo Fei turned his head and saw Fang Xiaoyu fell on the stairs!
"Fang Xiaoyu!" Murphy ran over to look at him, "Fang Xiaoyu! Wake up! You..."

The wound on Fang Xiaoyu's body was open, and his clothes were stained with blood!
"A lot! A lot!" Murphy yelled in panic, "Quick! Come on!"

Fang Xiaoyu was sent back to the hospital again.

Originally, Fang Xiaoyu's injuries were not considered serious, and he should be able to recover within a few days in the hospital.But he made such a toss, but it became serious.In addition, he drank a lot for a long time, maybe there will be serious sequelae.

"Is he a designer?" The doctor said helplessly, "The designer's hands are very precious, why doesn't he cherish them?"

Hearing what the doctor said, Murphy felt nervous for a while: "What's wrong with his hand? Is it seriously injured?"

"Here." The doctor pointed to the X-ray and explained to Mo Fei, "He has a muscle injury here, which will affect his future drawing and painting! Besides, he drank so much alcohol that he is prone to nervous convulsions. "

"Spasm?"

"Just trembling."

Mo Fei's eyes went dark for a while, she couldn't believe it would be like this... Does that mean that Fang Xiaoyu won't be able to design in the future?

In that case, what is the difference between killing him? !

Mo Fei came out of the doctor's office in a daze, and Midoduo hurried up to her and asked her, "Baby, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this? Is the handsome brother seriously ill? Ah? Say something!"

"A lot..."

"Ah, I'm here!" Miduoduo comforted, "What's the matter, tell me quickly! You want to kill me, don't you?"

Murphy cried out with a "wow", and Miduoduo's face turned pale from her fright.

"Duoduo! I killed him!" Murphy cried and said, "Just because of me...he just wanted to save me...he hurt his hand! The doctor said that he may never... he may not be a designer Already!"

(End of this chapter)