Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Ling Qian was still sitting until Bei Weixi spread the quilt on the sofa and lay down.

He didn't get enough sleep, his brain functioned slowly, and he couldn't get back to his senses for a while.

In order to make room for Bevisy, he only slept on half of the bed.Now, the other half is empty, with no quilt, no one, and the sheets are cold.

This room is too big, the sofa is in the corner, a little far away, from his position, only a vague outline can be seen.

The silhouette was quiet for a while, then there was some movement.

Bei Weixi raised her head and looked towards the direction of the bed.

"What are you sitting for?" he asked.

Ling Qian looked at the raised head, originally wanted to ask what you meant, but opened his mouth, but made no sound.

He was still very sleepy, with a tightness in his chest, perhaps because of the physical discomfort caused by waking up in the middle of the night due to intense sleepiness.This indescribable feeling quickly changed after hearing Bevisi's question, and began to swell and become aggressive.

Ling Qian was angry.

He sat on the bed, inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, repeated twice, but still couldn't calm down, so he simply lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed.

Bei Weixi has undoubtedly been paying attention to him, and immediately propped up her upper body slightly: "What's wrong?"

Ling Qian didn't answer, and approached step by step with his bare feet.

Seeing this, Bei Weixi became nervous, sat up straight, leaned back and pressed against the back of the sofa tightly, and asked again: "What's the matter?"

Ling Qian walked to the sofa and looked down at Bei Weixi.

He asked himself in his heart, what am I doing?

do not know.

He just felt angry and uncomfortable, and wanted to ask Bei Weixi for an explanation, but the teacher came out of nowhere.

In the middle of the night, the body wakes up, and the brain thinks it is awake, but in fact, people are still confused and do things out of order.

After thinking for a while, he came to a conclusion.

How dare this person despise him, it's really hard to swallow.

He just wanted to fight against Bei Weixi, and he was determined not to let this guy have a good time.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Bei Weixi was flustered, "It's the middle of the night, it can't be sleepwalking, can it?"

Without saying a word, Ling Qian stretched out his hand suddenly, and threw off Bei Weixi's quilt.

Bei Weixi exclaimed for a while, trying to stop her, but her reaction was delayed by half a beat, and she didn't have time.

"Hey!" Bei Weixi wanted to get up, "Wake up!"

"I'm awake." While speaking, Ling Qian sat down on the sofa, then folded his legs and laid them on the edge of the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Bevisi was dumbfounded.

Ling Qian was teetering on the edge of the sofa, raised his hand and softly pushed Bei Weixi in: "Go in a little bit, I can't lie down anymore."

"Why are you lying down?!" Bevisi asked.

There is no why.

Ling Qian lay flat on his back, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt: "I'm going to sleep here."

Bei Weixi looked down at him, her mouth couldn't close.

Seeing his appearance, Ling Qian was satisfied for a while, adjusted his posture, closed his eyes, and fell asleep within ten seconds.

Early the next morning, Ling Qian woke up.

The main reason is that I didn't sleep very comfortably, the bottom of my body was uneven, I was flustered, and it was extremely hot.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was a small piece of short black hair.

After dazed for a while in a half-dream and half-awake, he suddenly came back to his senses and realized that most of his body seemed to be stacked with another person.

Ling Qian was startled, and quickly turned over to the other side.Unexpectedly, he rushed to nothing, rolled solidly on the ground, and let out a scream.

Lying on the ground with his hands covered, his teeth bared, he took a few breaths of air, and Bevisi's voice came from above his head.

"What's the matter with you, are you okay?"

Ling Qian was in so much pain that he almost shed tears, his mind was foggy.After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and began to think about what was going on.

He is now lying on the floor of his room with the familiar sofa beside him.But why did he sleep on the sofa, stacked with Bevisy?

"Are you okay, does it hurt?" Bevisi asked again.

From Ling Qian's point of view, he could only hear his voice and could not see anyone at all.

Bei Weixi's tone was filled with strong worry, but she was still lying there motionless.

Ling Qian struggled to stand up, and found that Bevisi on the sofa maintained a weird posture, looking very unnatural.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Bei Weixi's expression was very painful: "I can't move."

"……what?"

"You suppressed me all night," Bevisi frowned, "I suspect that half of my body is necrotic due to lack of blood circulation."

Ling Qian was stunned for a while, and then supported him with the hand that didn't hurt: "Why are we on the sofa?"

Bei Weixi was like an old grandfather, who kept yelling "ouch" and "ouch" when he got up.

"You have no impression at all?" He asked Ling Qian.

Ling Qian blinked his eyes twice.

"You also said that you sleep soundly," Bei Weixi finally sat up straight, and complained bitterly, "Do you know that you can sleepwalk?"

When Ling Qian just woke up, his brain was running slower than usual, and he seemed to have some vague impressions, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"I sleepwalking?" he asked.

"Yeah," Bevisie rubbed her shoulders with difficulty, "It's in the middle of the night, it scared me."

"...I sleepwalk, at most I come to sleep on the sofa by myself," Ling Qian was puzzled, "Can I bring you here too?"

"..." Bei Weixi fell silent for a moment.

Ling Qian squinted his eyes and recalled for a while, and remembered.

"You said inexplicably that you wanted to sleep on the sofa in the middle of the night last night!" he yelled.

Bei Weixi turned her head to the other side: "I thought I could escape your clutches this way, but it seems I was naive."

Just when Ling Qian wanted to scold him, you bastard, you still dare to despise me, and when he heard that, he was instantly wronged.

He was confused for a while when he first woke up, but now, the memory fragments at that time have been fully recovered, and he completely remembered what happened in the middle of the night last night.

This is personally sending Bevisi to the moral high ground.

He secretly thought about why he made such an unbelievable move at that time, but couldn't think of an answer.

Childish and retarded.

"I was afraid that you would fall, so I reached out and hugged you. I didn't expect you to be so rude, and you rolled over as soon as you rolled over." Bevisi's expression was tangled, "What should I do, I can't feel my left hand at all, will you Will something go wrong?"

Ling Qian couldn't help feeling worried too, and wanted to stretch out his hand to rub him, so he raised his right hand and gasped suddenly.

There was a piercing pain in the little finger.

"What's wrong?" Belle asked.

Ling Qian frowned, looked at his hands, and immediately noticed something was wrong.

Bei Weixi followed his line of sight and stared round her eyes: "What's the matter with your fingers?"

The second finger of his little finger twisted into a somewhat weird shape that didn't conform to the human body structure.

Ling Qian's finger was broken.

The moment he fell off the sofa, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the ground, and his little finger touched the floor first. His tiny body was overwhelmed by the excessive pressure and collapsed.

Fortunately, it is not particularly serious, and no surgery is required, only external fixation is required.

Ling Qian yelped in pain while doing the fixation, causing Bei Weixi, who was accompanying him, to frown into a Chinese knot.

The doctors in the private hospital are very patient, polite and polite, and have excellent skills, and they are gentle and comforting while fixing.

After finally getting it done, Ling Qian's face was full of weakness.

The doctor gave instructions for precautions, he was wandering in the sky, and Bei Weixi was remembering everything.

Ling Qian's right hand was injured, he couldn't write, and he was the one who filled out the form, and even signed his name.If it was accompanied by another person, it might not be so smooth.

"You are Mr. Ling's lover, right?" The doctor smiled kindly, "That's all you need to pay attention to. A nurse will come to you to sign later."

Bei Weixi nodded: "Okay."

As soon as the doctor left, Bei Weixi, who had a patient face just now, immediately sighed sullenly: "It's really careless."

Ling Qian was most annoyed by this kind of nagging, and didn't want to answer.

Bei Weixi didn't dare to touch his hand, and lowered her head to carefully observe the small splint on his hand: "Does it still hurt now?"

"I don't feel anything anymore," Ling Qian said, "It's a little numb."

Bevisi sighed and repeated the reading again: "It was really careless."

Ling Qian clicked his tongue lightly, then quickly thought of something, and said with joy when he said, "But there is good news!"

"What?" Beverly asked.

"My mother gave me some money," Ling Qian said happily, "It's a blessing in disguise!"

Private hospitals are not cheap.Ling Qian is now poor and destitute, he habitually took a taxi to the hospital where he usually went, only to recover, and hurriedly called home.

Ling Fengzi was taken aback, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no serious problem, she breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately transferred a sum of money to her precious son.

There is still a lot of money, far exceeding the price of this minor operation.

Ling Qian originally wanted to ask for credit, but after he finished speaking, Bei Weixi couldn't see any joy on his face, but seemed a bit dumbfounded.

He didn't even ask how much it was, he shook his head repeatedly, and reached out to knock on Ling Qian's forehead: "Auntie was so pissed off when she heard that."

Ling Qian curled his lips, noncommittal.

"Think carefully about this causal relationship. The root of everything lies with you," Ling Qian said on the way back in order to gag Bei Weixi, "If you didn't stay up in the middle of the night and go to sleep on the sofa, all of this would have happened." Neither will happen."

Bei Weixi glanced at him: "...that's really embarrassing."

Ling Qian looked down at the splint in his hand, and asked in a much lower volume than before: "I didn't bother much the night before, did I? Why do you have to sleep on the sofa?"

Bei Weixi was silent for a while, and replied: "Actually, I don't sleep well, and I'm afraid it will affect you."

"No, I wasn't affected," Ling Qian said, "You didn't disturb me."

Bei Weixi thought for a while, and then said: "That's because I dare not sleep soundly, so the result is that I didn't sleep well."

More and more like an excuse.

Ling Qian frowned: "You don't look like you haven't slept well either."

Bei Weixi clicked his tongue lightly: "...don't ask, okay?"

Ling Qian turned to look at him with a dissatisfied face.

Bei Weixi sighed, and said something inexplicable: "I have to forgive others and forgive others, just let me go."