[Triggered Doujin] Instant Battle

In the coffee shop, the two sat opposite each other, and there was nothing to say for a while.

The melodious music surrounds the entire coffee shop. From time to time, the voices of young lovers come over, or the voices of several women talking, but their table is very quiet, so quiet that it seems that there is no one sitting here, but , the sound of spoons and cups colliding from time to time reminds people that there are people sitting here.

"Ah Ci..." He Yashu's voice was surprisingly calm.

"Huh? Are you still getting used to it after you come back?" Yang Muchu looked at He Yashu in front of him, and found that he didn't understand her more and more. What made the two drift away.

"It's all fine, there's no difference." He Yashu stirred the coffee in the cup, and Yang Muchu couldn't see through the expression on his face.

There are too many things in my heart, so the whole person feels exhausted, "Is that person okay with you?"

He Yashu put down the spoon in his hand, and suddenly the aura around him changed completely, as if he was a different person, and looked at Yang Muchu.

"Ah Chu, how long are you going to hide from me?!"

"Yashu, you?" Yang Muchu raised his head suddenly in surprise, and what he saw was He Yashu's angry face and teary eyes, "I, it's not—"

"It really is, ha, ha, ha!"

"Why, am I not worthy of your trust, or do you think others are more trustworthy than me? Ah Chu, I, others know that my husband is not dead, but I don't know that my husband is with someone else, I don't know , my husband is married, but the bride is not me. My husband sees our child gone, but he still refuses to tell me who he is. Yang Muchu, what are you thinking? Do you really think me and Ya Shu is a traitor? I am a Japanese, adulterous and treasonous?!" He Yashu's voice was not loud, but she gritted her teeth every word.

Yang Muchu looked at He Yashu's accusation against him with distress, he didn't know that he would make her feel so uncomfortable, so...

"Ya Shu, I, I don't know..."

"Yang Muchu, I'm sorry, I can't afford your love that you have to take care of yourself. I can't afford the love that you don't even want to give me the most basic trust. I just need a husband who always thinks about me. , not a husband who dismissed me from his life." He Yashu stood up, ready to leave.

Ah Chu, I can only do this.

He Yashu held back the tears that circled her eyes, blinked her eyes, took a deep breath, took her bag and left the seat, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would fail.

"Yashu!"

Yang Muchu didn't care about other things, he knew in his heart that if he let go of He Yashu this time, he would definitely regret it in the future, what he regretted, he didn't know, he only knew that he would regret it.

Reach out and pull out Yashu's wrist.

"Yashu, I don't know, I just don't worry like you."

Abandoning the usual self-proud calm and self-control, and those guessing things, Yang Muchu looked at He Yashu with deep love in his eyes.

After the accident, the deep love between them has completely gone, and the whispers in the ears of the past no longer exist. Some are hearts that are no longer close to each other, and some are planning for each other but do not know the harm. The other party's heart.

Someone in the coffee shop had already looked sideways at them, knowing that this was not a place to talk, so He Yashu could only whisper something.

"Find a quiet place."

"Get in the car first." Yang Muchu also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he pulled the man, regardless of her objection, pulled him into the car, started the car and drove away.

Sitting in the car, He Yashu didn't speak, but turned to look out of the window, her face was not good-looking, the depression in her heart could not be unraveled by Yang Muchu's one or two words.

Unknowingly, Yang Muchu drove to a sparsely populated place, stopped the car and did not get out of the car, but looked sideways at He Yashu, and found that He Yashu had no intention of talking to him anymore, obviously are resisting him.

Ignoring Yashu's reaction and breaking He Yashu's hand, Yang Muchu said word by word: "Yashu, in this life, I, Yang Muchu, only have you as a wife."

Seeing the affection in Yang Muchu's eyes, He Yashu couldn't control herself to cry anymore, tears streaming down her face, allowing Yang Muchu to reach out and wipe the tears off her face.This is Yang Muchu, the Yang Muchu who will make her happy, who will love her dearly, and who will hug her and tell her that he is here when she is sad.

"Ah Chu..."

After whispering, Yang Muchu hugged him tightly, and the softest place in the bottom of his heart became softer and softer with He Yashu's tears.

In the depths of love, perhaps only closer contact with each other can dissipate the pain of lovesickness in my heart.

Yang Muchu held He Yashu's face, and kissed it tenderly, seeing He Yashu's closed eyes and fluttering eyelashes, he couldn't help deepening the kiss.He Yashu stretched out her hand, wrapped it around Yang Muchu's neck, and raised her head to respond to his kiss.

All the grievances and pain in my heart were vented in this kiss.The most painful thing is that the first child between them is gone, but at that time, they didn't know each other.

The moment Yang Muchu closed his eyes, he sharply saw a man in black behind the electric pole not far away, pointing a gun at them.

"Be careful."

Holding He Yashu to escape the bullet, Yang Muchu had no time to react, and immediately started the car and galloped down the street.The other party came prepared, and a car followed them all the way, and shot at them. The bullets were merciless, and the glass in the back seat was shattered.

He Yashu took out a pistol, leaned out, and fired a shot at a person, and watched the person fall down.

Yang Muchu, who was driving, was anxious. He didn't expect that he was actually driving, and he and Yashu were risking a gunfight with each other. This made him very annoyed, and he hated that he drove to a wilderness. The road here is not wide, and it is easy to overturn the car down the mountain. .

"Ah Chu..." He Yashu finally took a breath and saw a turning point, and was about to push Yang Muchu away like last time, so that he wouldn't fall down the hill, but the car would lead him down.

"Ya Shu, don't do stupid things, we'll be fine, trust me?" Yang Muchu smiled, and Ya Shu saw it in her heart, she should worry about this man.

"Ah."

Yang Muchu turned the steering wheel, looked at the surrounding situation, and found that the slope of the mountain here is not very high, and there are some trees below, if it is properly protected, it will cause scratches at most if it falls, and it will not hurt your life. If the gun hits, it is a dead end.

Taking a look at He Yashu, Yang Muchu kissed her forehead, "Are you ready?"

"With you."

Then the car took cover and saw the cliff ahead, Yang Muchu opened the car door, hugged He Yashu and jumped off. Not long after he got out of the car, there was an explosion, presumably the car had fallen off the cliff.

The two people who rolled down the mountain only felt that their bodies were hurt by persimmons, but they didn't dare to breathe. He Yashu, who was held in Yang Muchu's arms, knew that his injury must be light. Protecting his body must have been cut a lot.

"Ah Chu..."

Enduring the pain, Yang Muchu felt at ease after hearing a few curses from above and then disappeared, but the wetness coming from his chest made Yang Muchu feel a little distressed.

In fact, He Yashu is still He Yashu, she has not changed at all, she still loves to cry, she still thinks of what to say, she is still a savage little woman, in front of him, she will always cuddle with his little woman, will not change, always The woman who loves him.

"do not worry."

The two finally stopped. After a day of tossing, the sky had darkened at some point, and they couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly. They could only vaguely see a small spot of light in the distance.

"Ah Chu, are you alright?"

Although the slope is not very high, but rolling down like this, they are all mortal bodies, and it is nothing but a dream to avoid getting hurt.

He Yashu helped Yang Muchu up worriedly, wanting to check if there was any injury on his body, but it was impossible to see anything clearly in the pitch-black woods, and the group of people would not let them go so easily, they must still There is a trick, because there are already rustling sounds in the woods.

"Yashu, it's okay, let's leave first."

"Hmm." While speaking, He Yashu's voice had a strong nasal tone, and it was not difficult to hear that she was already crying.

Bowing his head, he kissed He Yashu's eyes accurately, and filled his mouth with tears. Yang Muchu pressed his forehead against hers, "Yashu, don't cry, aren't we fine?"

"A Chu, I'm afraid." I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm worried that they won't be able to survive, or, at a critical moment, Ah Chu will leave her alone in the world and live helplessly, "Promise me, no matter when, Don't ever leave me."

"Fool, who said that you don't want me anymore."

"I--"

"Leave first, come." He stretched out his hand and spread it in front of He Yashu.

Holding Yang Muchu's hand tightly, the two of them relied on each other and slowly walked out of the woods. Once out of the woods, the surrounding environment became clear.This place looks like a small village with few people, but there are still lights on not far away.

The two looked at each other, couldn't help laughing together, and walked towards the nearest house with their arms.

"Ah Chu, I will tell you something later."

"I'll tell you something too."

It seems that the connection of hearts may be like this, it is only a moment to turn around and miss, but no matter how far away the heart is, it only takes a little time to melt into each other and feel the other's heart.

The family is an old man, whose children are in Shanghai. The old man is not used to living there, so he lives here alone. Anyway, the neighbors in the village are easy to get along with and treat the old man very well. .

Seeing the appearance of the two, coming from the mountains, they thought they were a young couple who were robbed by bandits, and immediately welcomed them into the house. As soon as they entered the house, He Yashu's tears could not stop falling down.

The clothes on Yang Muchu's body were already in disrepair. There were large and small scratches on his arms and face, and there were many scratches on his back. He Yashu's tears were falling when he saw them. The medicine was taken out, and the medicine for bruises was needed at home, otherwise the injury would be difficult to treat.

"Ah Chu, let me treat your injury first."

"Ah."

Looking at the young couple, the old man smiled kindly, and thought about whether he should cook something for the two of them, so he walked into the kitchen.

Under the dim light, the family looked unusually harmonious.

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