Hurtful words are easily blurted out.

Panting heavily, Zhou Ziche suddenly lowered his head and looked away, feeling that Jiang Gu's gaze was as cold as an ice edge for a moment, piercing him completely.

But that gaze soon softened, as if pampering a mischievous child, Jiang Guci's voice was very slow.

"Ache, I know, you have been wronged during this time... Don't be angry, sit here, let me take a look at the wound, if the wound is not treated with medicine, it will become inflamed."

"You think I'm angry?"

Jiang Gu stood up slowly, he was only wearing home clothes, the collar was a little messed up, revealing a lot of honey-colored muscles.

Zhou Ziche watched him walk out of the bedroom slowly, all the way downstairs, knelt down and took iodine, cotton swabs, and gauze from the drawer, and quickly returned to him.

Most of the drunkenness in the eyes has dissipated, the ink color is thick, gentle and silent.

"Whether it's angry or not...Ache, let me help you treat the wound first, okay?"

The tone was almost pleading.

Zhou Ziche bit his lower lip and sat down on the edge of the bed with a pale face.

Jiang Gu squatted down, rolled up his trouser legs as before, took off his slippers by holding his ankles, and put his feet on his knees.

A small part of the ankle was white and raw like a lotus root just out of water, but the wound from the bottom to the side of the foot had already become inflamed and pus-filled because it had not been treated for a long time.

Dark brown blood scabs were everywhere, stained with a little dust, and there was fresh blood overflowing from the wound, which was so red and swollen that it was almost impossible to see the original appearance.

"I'm sorry, Ah Che...was it cut by shards of glass? I shouldn't have been drinking last night, and I hurt you like this."

Jiang Gu's warm and dry palm gently held his ankle, bringing warmth to his numb skin.

Zhou Ziche's hand on the bed was tightly clutching the sheet, and he lowered his eyes to look at the man squatting in front of him.

Jiang Gu has lost a lot of weight these days, his browbones are deep under the front of his forehead covered by broken hair, his nose bridge is high and straight, and his jaw line has become sharper, even a little sharper.

After a day or two of not taking care of him, the cyan stubble came out, and he looked indescribably tired.

It's time to be tired.

Compared with him, Jiang Gu is under greater pressure and has more affairs to deal with. He can express his emotions clearly, but Jiang Gu has never shown the slightest strangeness in front of him except for being drunk and out of control.

Jiang Gu treated him so well that he couldn't find any faults.

Sometimes when he thinks back suddenly, he will feel that these three years are like a dream.

From business marriage to mutual love, he has met so many relationships that many people would not envy, so now he should pay a little reward.

The cotton swab dipped in iodine lightly wiped the wound, and he dodged slightly to regain his senses.

Watching the dirty cotton swabs being thrown aside, the wound on my foot was cleaned little by little.

"Does it hurt? Tell me if it hurts, and I'll take it easy."

Zhou Ziche did not answer.

However, when the bandage was wrapped, it accidentally pressed the wound, and he still couldn't help but gasped.

Jin Zunyugui's young master has been afraid of pain since he was a child, and sometimes his skin was worn out during the filming of the filming scene, but he didn't say it on the face, it was just the self-restraint taught to him by so many years of education, so that he would not easily trouble him people around me.

But when he gets home, he will deliberately ask Jiang Gu to see him, he enjoys that Jiang Gu loves him, coaxes him, and makes him happy.

Those little things are piled up like honey, but now they have become poison.

It would be nice if Jiang Gu treated him a little worse.

If only I were like those people who spend their days and drinks outside and wanton love.

If you use him as a vase, as an object, instead of really liking him, that would be fine.

Maybe at this moment, he would be willing to fly separately in the face of disaster, instead of being a fool.

The bandage wrapped around his feet became looser, Jiang Gu raised his face and smiled at him, the corners of his thin lips were raised, and the corners of his eyes were full of warmth.

"Does it still hurt? I didn't tell you. If it hurts, tell me. The wound is a bit deep. I'll take it to your district hospital later and prepare more anti-inflammatory drugs..."

The bandages are done.

Jiang Gu wanted to help him put on his shoes, but he stopped him.

"No need, it's just a small injury. You... now the company is so short of money, don't worry about me. Go through the divorce procedures, as I said, I don't want any of the money, real estate, and real estate that should be divided—"

"You went to see Lin Shiwei in the morning, didn't you?"

The words were suddenly interrupted, Zhou Ziche was stunned for a moment, and saw the bulging veins on the back of Jiang Gu's bony hands.

A person as sharp as Jiang Gu should have guessed it.

"Yes, I went to see Lin Shiwei."

"He threatened you, didn't he? He asked you to leave me and be with him, didn't he?"

"You didn't think about the divorce yourself. You were just forced to say so, didn't you?"

"You promised me before. You said that no matter what happens to me, you will stay by my side and will not leave me. You promised it yourself, Ah Che."

Zhou Ziche had never heard Jiang Gu say such soft words.

Every word and every sentence is piercing the softest place in his heart.

"……no."

Zhou Ziche twitched the corners of his lips and frowned.

The trembling voice gradually calmed down.

"He didn't threaten me. I wanted a divorce myself. The two of us started off as a business marriage. Now that the group is about to collapse, why should I follow you?"

"Lin Shiwei has a lot of contacts in the entertainment industry. If I'm with him, the resources will go up a notch."

"As for what I promised you, Jiang Gu, after so many years of intrigue in the business world, you still believe in a verbal promise, aren't you a little silly?"

"Ache..."

"Do you want to go through the divorce procedure? If not, we can meet in court."

Jiang Gu reached out to pull him, but Zhou Ziche avoided him by turning sideways.

The words have been said for this sake, there is no need to look back.

A dead silence spread.

"I went to pack my clothes and get my marriage certificate and identity card. I only took clothes and some daily necessities, and kept everything valuable."

Zhou Ziche stood up and stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet that had just been treated for wounds. A belated pain caused tears to naturally overflow his eyes, and soon fell like beads.

Jiang Gu still raised his hand to support him, with great strength, but soon became gentle again.

"In the future, if you and I meet each other again, just treat them as strangers. Except for a few people, no one knows that we were married, and they won't tell."

"You want someone who can never leave, I am not, but I hope you can meet in the future."

He broke away from Jiang Gu's hand and walked towards the door.

The sky was getting brighter, it was a cloudy and rainy day, and the ray of morning light that had just appeared was swallowed by the surging dark clouds among the high-rise buildings in the distance.

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