Say I love you when you are divorced

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

She subconsciously bent down to pick it up, her fingertips touched the shards of glass, the sharp edge cut through her delicate skin, blood spilled out...

The tingling pain made her withdraw her hand instinctively, and she stared blankly at the smear of red constantly oozing out from her fingertips.

Watching and watching, tears began to fall in big and big drops.

Grief came fiercely and quickly, and she felt her heart ached and stuffy, so sad that she was about to suffocate.

Jiang Nanxing squatted on the ground, hugging his knees tightly, crying silently and suppressed.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself? !

She wasn't like this before!

She is obviously a warm little sun, obviously optimistic and cheerful...

How did it become so fragile now!

Could it be that she couldn't do anything without him?

Could it be that without him, she couldn't even take care of herself?

But what to do? Jiang Nanxing?

He doesn't have you in his heart!

When you were sick and sad, he was with other women...

The woman on his heart is back, and he will leave you soon, so you have to learn to quit him.

Only by not loving can you escape from the sea of ​​suffering! .seven

Well, stop loving him.

It hurts so much to love him! !

The more I thought about it, the sadder it became, and the sadder it became, the more painful it became. Tears fell on the floor, smearing transparent tears one after another.

Suddenly, her arms tightened, and she was pulled up by a force.

In the next second, a warm embrace surrounded her.

Familiar with the masculine breath coming out of her bones, she stopped the exclamation she was about to utter in time.

It's time.

It was the man who made her love and pain come back!

Jiang Nanxing's brain was muddled, and he couldn't tell for a while whether the man in front of him was real or his own illusion...

After all, he should be with Si Chuncai right now, how could he come back?

Looking up at her tear-stained face, she carefully identified the man in front of her in the faint moonlight. She didn't murmur until she was sure that she was not dreaming, "You...why are you back..."

"This is my home, shouldn't I come back?" Rong Shi's voice was deep and magnetic, especially nice.

"But aren't you..." With Si Chun?

Before she finished speaking, he saw the tears on her face and asked, "What's wrong?"

She suddenly felt sad, lowered her eyelids, and choked up uncontrollably, "I broke the cup..."

"It's just a cup. If it breaks, it will break. What's there to cry about?"

Do not!

Not only the cup was broken, but also her heart...

She was so sad that she couldn't talk to him.

I can only grieve alone and swallow the pain of unrequited love alone.

"Why is it so hot?" The man's big palm suddenly pressed against her forehead, and he frowned fiercely, "You still wear so little when you're sick?"

She didn't speak, but silently bit her lip to bear the pain.

"Jiang Nanxing, can't you listen to something? Do you have to make people worry so much?!" He was sullen and his tone was a little harsh.

She wept more and more.

There was obvious concern and worry in his words.

She didn't understand, he was pretending to be Si Chun in his heart, why did he still act like he cared about her?

Why do you always give her a glimmer of hope when she is so sad that she wants to give up?

Why do you have to torture her so hot and cold?

Why? !

The body suddenly flew into the air, and Rong Shi hugged Jiang Nanxing horizontally.

Jiang Nanxing instinctively hugged the man's neck to prevent himself from falling.

Go upstairs and go back to the room.

Putting her on the bed, and covering her with the quilt thoughtfully, he feigned anger and lightly reprimanded her, "Why don't you take the medicine?"

Jiang Nanxing was stunned.

Let her take medicine?

When did he let her take medicine?

Seeing her blank face, Rong Shi glanced at her mobile phone on the bedside table, "Did you not read the messages I sent you?"

"What... news?" She stared at him blankly, like a little fool.

She was already very uncomfortable on the way home, how could she have the energy to look at her phone?

Seeing her cute little appearance, Rong Shiqi neither hated nor hated her, "I know you don't know how to take medicine properly, idiot!"

After cursing, he turned and went downstairs.

Jiang Nanxing was slightly taken aback.

He actually left Si Chun to go home in the middle of the night just to let her take medicine?

Does that mean that he actually has her in his heart...

Soon, Rong Shi came back, interrupting Jiang Nanxing's fantasy.

He had more water and medicine in his hand.

After taking the pills from him, she swallowed them obediently, and then slowly drank water from the cup.

"When you fall into the water in such a cold day, you should take medicine immediately when you come back. Don't you understand these basic common sense?" He scolded in a serious voice with a straight face.

"I don't understand." She muttered, pouted slightly angrily.

Anyway, he only has Si Chun in his heart, so why does she care what she does?

snort!

"Still talking back?!" Rong Shi shouted displeasedly with cold eyes.

Jiang Nanxing started to cry again.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

Maybe it's because people who are sick are more fragile and hypocritical, anyway, she just feels very wronged now.

All the suffering and pain she suffered during this period were all thanks to him, so how could he have the face to attack her?

In his heart, Si Chun is as precious as a treasure, but is she as humble as grass?

"Why are you crying again?" Rong Shi frowned.

"I'm uncomfortable." She fell down, curled up like a shrimp, bit her lip and choked.

Seeing this, his heart twitched, and he asked anxiously, "Where is the pain? I'll take you—" to the hospital.

"Heart!"

"..." Rong Shi choked.

Jiang Nanxing huddled under the quilt, her petite body trembling slightly.

"Cold?" He saw it, and there was a touch of distress in his questioning tone that he didn't realize.

"Yeah." She replied pitifully.

Rong Shi went to bed and embraced the little girl who had shrunk into a ball.

Like countless nights when she was afraid of the cold, he used his body to keep her warm.

The familiar chest, familiar warmth, and familiar masculine breath surrounded her.

The sadness in my heart dissipated bit by bit.

She knew that she should not be greedy for his tenderness anymore, but what to do, she couldn't control her heart.

The effect of the medicine took effect, and Jiang Nanxing fell sleepy.

In a daze, she shrank more and more into his arms, murmuring almost inaudibly, "Husband..."

Rong Shi's heart softened instantly, "I am here."

"Don't get a divorce... let's not get a divorce... okay..."

She whispered in her sleep, frowned and closed her eyes, begging pitifully.

"..." Rong Shi felt complicated.

"Husband..." She gently rubbed her small face in his arms, acting like a spoiled child to him as usual.

When she was sick, she put away the sharp thorns on her body, which were so fragile that they would break if touched.

"Good, I'm here."

Rong Shi responded softly, stroking her back that trembled slightly due to anxiety with his big hand.

Feeling his tenderness and company, her brows gradually opened, and she slowly fell asleep.

……

The next day.

When Jiang Nanxing woke up, he found that there was nothing around him.

With downcast eyes and a wry smile.

Last night was indeed just a dream of hers.

Yes, he loves Si Chun so much, how could he abandon Si Chun and come back to accompany her? !

Jiang Nanxing, wake up!

Stop having such useless dreams! !

After pulling himself together, he washed up and went downstairs. Jiang Nanxing heard arguing in the living room.

"Rong Shi! You are too much!"