withered lover

Du Zhinian's "Mrs. Yu" scared the girl on the bed, and also shocked Shen Guiwan.

Shen Guiwan turned his head stiffly, looked at Du Zhinian with trembling pupils, and moved his bloodless lips.

Facing Shen Guiwan who was full of astonishment, Du Zhinian looked away.

"I'll wait for you outside." He walked out of the room carrying the medicine box.

The door closed little by little before Shen Guiwan's eyes, and the sound of the door lock beating echoed in the silent room, falling on Shen Guiwan's ears, revealing a bit of heartlessness.

Shen Guiwan clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, his nails dug into the flesh fiercely, the sharp pain suppressed the anger in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and slowly let go of his hand, leaving four deep pinch marks on his palm hidden in the shadows.

The deformed flesh was slowly recovering, Shen Guiwan put his hands behind his back, and hesitantly took a step towards the bed.

Seeing Shen Guiwan walking towards her, the girl flinched and hid in a corner, grabbing the quilt to cover her face.

The girl's movements and flashing expressions were like a pair of invisible hands, pulling together the sensitive nerves in Shen Guiwan's heart and tied them into a tight knot.

He stopped, squatted down slowly, and pressed his palms lightly on one side of the bed.

"Can I... sit here?" Shen Guiwan lowered her voice and asked the girl in as gentle a tone as possible.

Shen Guiwan was thin and lowered his body, he didn't look as aggressive as other adult men.

The girl cautiously poked her head out from under the quilt, revealing a pair of wet eyes.

She glanced at Shen Guiwan quickly, her body hidden under the quilt trembled.

Shen Guiwan squatted on the ground without moving, until her legs started to go numb, and the trembling girl nodded stiffly.

Shen Guiwan sat beside the girl's bed, looking down at his knees.

Du Zhinian asked him to talk to the girl, but Shen Guiwan didn't know what to say, so he could only sit silently.

He chose to turn his back to the girl, exposing his defenseless side to the girl's eyes, silently comforting the frightened girl.

The girl hid in a corner of the bed, secretly looking at Shen Guiwan's back.

Shen Guiwan's back was straight, and the slightly longer hair covered his neck, but it couldn't completely cover the hickey mark left by Du Zhinian, and the bluish red mark was faintly visible between the soft black hair.

The girl stared at the familiar mark on Shen Guiwan's neck, her frightened body gradually calmed down.

She moved to where Shen Guiwan was sitting, the quilt made a rustling sound, Shen Guiwan turned her head and looked over.

"Hello...my name is Lu Xing." The girl lowered her head and said Nuo Nuo.

She bit her lips uneasily, and opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

Shen Guiwan looked at Lu Xing's trembling lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and called out in a low voice: "Miss Lu Xing."

He didn't call her "Mrs. Yu" just like Du Zhinian, but called her by Lu Xing's own name.

Since Lu Xing married Yu Minggu, it has been a long time since anyone called him by his name.

Listening to the long-lost address, her sight became blurred the moment Shen Guiwan's words fell.

She didn't dare to look at Shen Guiwan's expression, she buried her head on her knees, a wet water mark bloomed on the light-colored bed sheet.

Lu Xing muffled his crying under the quilt, his shoulders trembled slightly, Shen Guiwan patted her shoulder, but got a more suppressed sob.

He withdrew his hand on Lu Xing's shoulder, turned around without a word, and continued to turn his back on her.

Lu Xing cried for a while, then hid behind Shen Guiwan and quietly wiped away his tears.

She asked Shen Guiwan's name with red eyes, looked at Shen Guiwan's haggard and pale face, hesitated for a while and asked, "What is your relationship with that doctor...?"

Shen Guiwan's facial features are very delicate, and there is indifference between his brows and eyes. Although Lu Xing has never seen him smile, he feels a reassuring aura from Shen Guiwan.

She intuitively felt that Shen Guiwan and Yu Minggu were not the same kind of people, so she couldn't help but want to talk to him more.

"Lover." Shen Guiwan said calmly.

Du Zhinian had made an appointment with him at the very beginning, and even though they lived in Du Zhinian's house now, their relationship has not changed in any way.

Since the agreement is a lover, Shen Guiwan will not take it upon himself to draw closer or alienate the relationship between him and Du Zhinian.

Lu Xing stared at the bite mark on Shen Guiwan's collarbone that was covered by the shadow, and asked vaguely, "Did you do it voluntarily?"

Shen Guiwan glanced at Lu Xing, nodded and said, "It's voluntary."

"Will he hit you?" Lu Xing asked again.

Shen Guiwan was startled, seeing Lu Xing's gaze fell on him, he was dazed for a while and suddenly raised his hand to cover his neck.

"He treats me very well." Shen Guiwan said softly, frowning again.

Lu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxed, but a trace of loss flashed across his lowered eyes, "So are you with him?"

Shen Guiwan's lips parted slightly, his voice choked in his throat.

He didn't agree to be Du Zhinian's lover because Du Zhinian was kind to him.

It was only after being Du Zhinian's lover that he realized that besides his mother, there were other people who would treat him kindly.

But looking at Lu Xing's lost and dim eyes, Shen Guiwan was silent for a long time, but finally accommodated Lu Xing and gave her the answer she wanted.

"Yes." Shen Guiwan squeezed out a single sound from his lips.

When Lu Xing heard his answer, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That smile was pale and ugly, Shen Guiwan really wanted to tell Lu Xing not to smile like that again.

But he struggled for a long time, and finally failed to say this sentence.

The room fell silent again.

Lu Xing hugged his knees and curled up into a ball, while Shen Guiwan sat on the edge of the bed and watched her quietly.

Lu Xing's eyes are like her name, and the black pupils are shining brightly, like the starry sky at night.

It's just that the starry sky has now been replaced by the light spots of incandescent lamps, no longer flickering, and the pupils have become dim.

Before tonight, Shen Guiwan had never seen Lu Xing, this was a completely strange woman, but her fragile appearance overlapped with the appearance of her mother engraved in Shen Guiwan's memory.

The face stuck on the cold photo became warm and fresh, Shen Guiwan seemed to return to every night in high school, and the heart that was numb to the point of dying started beating again.

He asked Lu Xing in a daze, "Do you need help?"

This is what Shen Guiwan failed to say to his mother for 23 years.

Maybe it was to make up for the mistakes he made in the past, maybe it was because he felt undue compassion, but now facing the strange woman he met for the first time, he felt a strong urge to lend a helping hand to her.

Before Shen Guiwan's voice completely dissipated in the air, Lu Xing, who had kept his head down, grabbed his hand suddenly.

She looked at the corner of the ceiling in horror, her eyes were full of unconcealable fear, and she held Shen Guiwan's hand tightly.

A sharp object pierced Shen Guiwan's wrist, and he grunted in pain.

He felt a small hard object stuffed into his sleeve, and looked at Lu Xing in surprise, but the girl had already let go of her hand in a panic. .

She shook her head vigorously at Shen Guiwan, and screamed, "I'm fine!"

"knock--"

Someone outside the door suddenly knocked lightly, and Lu Xing's scream was instantly choked in his throat.

She covered her mouth tremblingly, tears gushed out of her eyes and wet her face.

"...Let Dr. Du come in, I'm fine! I'm really fine..." She begged Shen Guiwan tremblingly, her tears hitting the bed sheet, making a dull sound.

A faint smell of blood permeated the air, Shen Guiwan sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman who was sobbing and begging him.

Lu Xing's back was covered with hideous scars, and the torn skin rolled up, revealing scarlet flesh.

She was crying until she couldn't make a sound, but she still wanted to hold Shen Guiwan's hand.

But Lu Xing's fingers scratched randomly on the bed sheet, and he couldn't touch Shen Guiwan from the beginning to the end.

Lu Xing's back was horrible, and Shen Guiwan's pupils shrank sharply reflecting the tragedy.

He forced himself to look away, and walked stiffly to the door.

Shen Guiwan opened the door, and saw Du Zhinian and Yu Minggu standing behind the door.

"Okay?" Yu Minggu asked with a light smile.

Shen Guiwan ignored him, but stared blankly at Du Zhinian's unfamiliar face, and said in a calm voice, "Mrs. Yu let you in."

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