Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 694 Sweet Extra Story (End)

"Why did I agree to my grandfather to do this? In fact, I thought of asking Seventh Brother for help. I wanted to have a constant relationship with Seventh Brother so that Seventh Brother would no longer reject me..."

"Wei Fanyin."

Wei Zichen raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell deeply on her pale and thin face: "If I don't have amnesia, I remember very clearly that the only person you have loved in all these years is Axian, without me, the seventh brother .”

When he said this, a stiff arc formed at the corner of his lips, he raised his scarred hand, and pushed Sanskrit's hand holding his sleeve away: "You don't need to say such things, and you don't need to do this, since you are Grandfather's arrangement, then you can accept it with peace of mind. I am a person who was expelled by the family, and I am not qualified to worry about these things for you. I come to see you tonight because you have called me Seventh Brother for so many years. Tonight, we will never have any intersection again..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. Sanskrit stared blankly at his back: "It wasn't my father and grandfather that I was most afraid of when I was young, but the person I was most afraid of when I was young was Brother Seven. It was the first time in my life that I saw a dead person." , It was under the gunpoint of Seventh Brother that I realized that there is so much blood in the human body, and it turns out that people will not die immediately after being shot, and struggle like a fish out of water, constantly struggling... ..."

"Seventh Brother treats me well, I'm afraid, Seventh Brother is angry with me, I'm even more afraid, Seventh Brother says he likes me, I'm afraid, Seventh Brother wants my body, I'm even more afraid, Seventh Brother says he wants to marry me, I'm afraid , Seventh Brother said that we will be together for the rest of our lives, I am even more afraid... I am afraid that Seventh Brother will not treat me well if he knows that I love him, and I am afraid that one day Seventh Brother will meet a better girl. If you want to push me away, I'm afraid that I don't even have the qualifications to call Brother Seven, and I'm afraid of losing, so I don't even dare to start..."

"Wei Fanyin!"

Wei Zichen looked back suddenly, his half-ruined handsome face turned hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and the scars on his face were abrupt and distorted, but even such a terrifying face was flawless in Fanyin's eyes, she didn't care if he became what it looks like.

"Why do you imagine my mind like this? Why do you use your imagination to make such a decision?"

She was speechless to defend his accusation, even if she called him Seventh Brother, even if she called him his relatives father, grandfather, but she also knew very well that she was just an orphan, an orphan with no blood relationship, but he was this How dare she, how dare she, the most honored seventh young master in the family.

"Wei Fanyin, look at my face now, I have become like this, I know, I know what you think in your heart, you don't care, don't be afraid, just think about it, Brother Seven and I can finally face each other as equals We're gone, you don't have to worry that I'll have someone else, you can finally be with me with peace of mind, right?"

She didn't expect that the deepest secret in her heart would be exposed by him so easily. She was speechless in a daze, but Wei Zichen's heart was already as cold as frost.

Yes, this is really her nature. In the past, when he was in glory, she was afraid of being hurt, so she could even bury her feelings deeply. Later, when he fell down, she was brave.

But he won't accept her feelings anymore.

"Whatever you want, Wei Fanyin, it has nothing to do with me anymore, don't come to me again, and don't waste your time trying to get someone to send me a message, if you want me to disappear without a trace!"

Wei Zichen didn't want to see her again, he didn't even want to take a look at her. In the past, he hated why she didn't love him, but now, he would rather that she never loved him.

He might feel better, too.

In those years, when he was suffering, lost, and suffering, what was she doing?
She used Ah Xian to pierce a thorn in his heart, she pressed the thorn in, but it was not enough, and then stirred the thorn in his flesh and blood until it was a bloody mess.

That's good, that's good, it's like her temperament, she would rather let him hurt than let herself hurt.

I would rather shrink in a turtle shell than try bravely.

She really has learned everything he taught her thoroughly and used it to the fullest.

But in Wei Zichen's world, everything in this world can be staged and hidden, except feelings.

Maybe for so many years, he loved the wrong person.

Fanyin watched him leave, she knew that he would not come again, and she also knew that if she took another step into Chinatown, he would definitely leave without a trace.

But what to do, if she can't be with him in this life, she would rather die now.

Fanyin tried her best to support her body and let herself sit up. His figure had long since disappeared, and the room was quiet except for the sound of her own breathing.

Fanyin recalled that once in the past, she really provoked him, and he was indeed very angry that time, so very angry, that he almost sent her back to China, and never wanted her to come back.

How did they reconcile later, was it a trick or a stalker?
Fanyin frowned and thought about it for a long time. Bitter tricks are useless. He was not moved when she was shot.

Stalking... I'm afraid she won't even be able to see his face again.

So now, what should she do?
Sanskrit frowned and thought hard, thinking that her head was about to explode, but there was still no way out. Now, she could only heal her injuries first, and when she recovered from her injuries and was able to move easily, she went directly to the house where he lived in Chinatown. put him to sleep...

If you sleep with someone, you always have to be responsible, so she should be responsible for him.

Don’t the male protagonists in romance novels treat the female protagonist like this? Pity her, a delicate little girl, but now she is going to do something like a bully. It’s really embarrassing to think about it.

But what can be done, she must seize the time to conceive and give birth to an heir, and when the time comes, she will accompany him to wander the world.

Sanskrit made up his mind, but soon felt drowsy and fell asleep in a short while.

When Wei Zichen went back, it was almost five o'clock. The proprietress usually got up early, and now she was fully dressed and ready to go shopping. How is the pretty girl doing.

Wei Zichen didn't answer, the proprietress talked endlessly by herself, sometimes praised Wei Fanyin's beauty, and sometimes said that young people don't know how to cherish her, and kept holding his hand, wishing to persuade him to marry Wei Fanyin immediately marriage.

He could bear it at first, but he couldn't bear it later: "I am the one who helped you buy the store, not her. Do you know how to repay your kindness?"

The proprietress smiled a little embarrassingly: "Oh, I just want to repay you, so I want to match you and that girl, what a beautiful little girl, she is so handsome, hundreds of times more beautiful than Xiaolan from the grocery store Too bad, luckily you didn't marry in at the beginning..."

Wei Zichen didn't know how to bear it, so he didn't throw her out, far away.

After all, he has a soft mouth and has eaten nothing for three years. Even if his head is going to explode when he reads it, he has to listen obediently.

"The good dishes and fish in the morning market are almost gone."

These words finally sent the proprietress away, Wei Zichen raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, walked back to the public water supply place, took off the mask on his face and put it aside, he turned on the water pipe to wash his face and take a shower.

The palm of his hand touched the uneven wound, his movements froze slightly, and then he continued to wash his face with water and took a shower. Wei Zichen's face had returned to normal calm, he turned back to the tent, lay down, and closed his eyes .

But her face was in sight again, calling Seventh Brother mournfully.

Wei Zichen suddenly felt agitated, turned over and changed his sleeping position, tossed and turned for a long time, until the morning light outside lit up and became lively, he gradually fell asleep.

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Ten days have passed in a flash.

For the past ten days, Wei Zichen was still the same as usual, and Wei Fanyin did not send any news from the designated location, nor did he bother him.

Wei Zichen had never seen her sleep so obediently before. In the past, he said ten words, but if she obediently obeyed three words, he didn't know how happy he would be.

Now she is really obedient, but he is still not happy.

The box lunches left by the proprietress for him are getting more and more exquisite, and there are many kinds of patterns. There are private rooms in the restaurant enough for Wei Zichen to eat in, but he still holds the lunch box and sits on the steps outside the store.

The proprietress was holding a handful of melon seeds, and the skins of the melon seeds were flying around. Wei Zichen held the lunch box and moved it to one side.

Listening to her chatting and laughing loudly with the little workers in the shop, for a while, your wife should give birth, for a while, someone is going to get married, and the wedding is scheduled for tomorrow, and for a while, I ran back and looked through the perpetual calendar, mysterious To the young brother in the store who just got married: "...the old calendar says that today is a good day to import, so, you get off work early, go back to accompany your wife, maybe your family will gain weight in ten months." doll..."

The little guy blushed from being teased, but the proprietress and a few middle-aged women in the neighborhood laughed and quacked like hundreds of noisy ducks.

Wei Zichen threw the lunch box to her after eating. Now it's not the same as before, the old man never washed the lunch box with his own hands.

The proprietress was not annoyed, she went to clean the lunch box herself, watched Wei Zichen's back turn around the corner, somehow the more she watched, the happier she was, and she went back to the shop humming a little song, and looked at the perpetual calendar, tonight is really a good day , Tim Ding import it.

Wei Zichen slept until midnight, when he suddenly felt something moving in the tent. He had been vigilant through years of experience, and he had excellent hearing. The sound was extremely subtle, but he opened his eyes and sat up immediately.

His hand had already reached under the pillow, holding the small dagger. He just woke up and couldn't see clearly. After a while, he gradually saw clearly under the moonlight, but it was a small figure lying on the bed where he was sleeping. On a wooden board, the body curled up, trembling, bowed like a shrimp, and small groans overflowed from the throat, which sounded very painful.

Wei Zichen took a deep breath, let go of the fingers holding the dagger, and turned on the lamp hanging in the tent. The light fell on Wei Fanyin's hot face, and she opened her eyes in a daze. Muttered in his mouth: "Seventh Brother..."

He looked at her coldly, stood up and was about to go out, but Wei Fanyin hugged his waist tightly from behind, her body was scorching hot, like burning coals, such heat made Wei Zichen couldn't help but slightly He frowned.

"Wei Fanyin, if you are sick, go to the hospital to see a doctor..."

"The doctor can't save me, Seventh Brother, I have been drugged. There is no cure for this drug. I can only find a man..."

Wei Zichen's fingers hanging by his side were clenched suddenly, he turned around and sneered, "Is there no solution?"

The moment the cold water poured down on his head, Sanskrit felt his heart skip a beat, but the cold water poured from the top of his head became warm before it even reached his waist, and the effect of the medicine was not relieved at all. , she has been moaning unceasingly.

He is a young man. After having her, he has never touched another woman. For more than three years, he lived here, and he was alone day and night. Don't say Sanskrit touched him like this, just thinking of her called The appearance of his seventh brother, he has been sleeping very restlessly these days and nights...

"Wei Fanyin..."

Wei Zichen frowned and pulled her body away. Immediately after Fanyin left his body, he writhed uncomfortably and hotly. Under the moonlight, a painful yet charming look appeared on her delicate face. ...

Wei Zichen was about to turn his eyes away subconsciously, but his gaze was fixed in astonishment.

He knew about the injury on her shoulder, but what about those two words the size of a fist on her back, which were carved on her body with a knife.

Fanyin tore off all the clothes on her body in pain. In the moonlight, her body was holy but seductive...

But Wei Zichen's mind was filled with those two words. Didn't he say that Quentin treated her very well? Didn't he say that Quentin married her as his wife and pampered her very much.

Then how did the words on her back come from? Wei Zichen suddenly turned her over from his arms. From such a close distance, he could see clearly. The person who carved the words with a knife used a lot of strength, and the wound was extremely deep. So, even erasing is not an easy task.

"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother..."

The effect of the medicine made her uneasy, like ten thousand ants eating her heart, she cried uncomfortably, Wei Zichen's vision blurred bit by bit, he also touched her in the bed, but never He was willing to use such a heavy force, even after she escaped without a trace, after he captured her back, he had never hurt her like this before.

The person he cares about, what kind of life has he lived in the past few years, that day she shot Quentin without blinking, he should have thought about it, she must hate him to the bone, That's how it is.

"Brother Seven, I feel bad...Brother Seven...help me, save Ayin..."

Fanyin cried and whimpered, and felt that his fingers were loosening, she broke free immediately, turned around and threw herself into his arms, Wei Zichen's eyes were slightly red, but he smiled softly with his lowered eyes: "Ayin, Brother Seven I will save you now..."

After all, he was never in the tent where he lived. Even though Fanyin's crying eyes were swollen from the effects of the medicine, Wei Zichen still carried her resolutely and went to the nearest hotel.

As soon as the door was opened, Wei Zichen was thrown to the ground by the hot Sanskrit sound...

"Ayin...you are too anxious..."

"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother..."

Fanyin leaned down and kissed his lips, Wei Zichen rolled over and pressed her down: "Fanyin, you asked for this..."

This scuffle lasted almost until dawn. The potency of the medicine was gradually exhausted, and Sanskrit fell asleep tiredly. He breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her in his arms, entangled with her breathing, and fell into a deep sleep together.

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Nine months later, Sanskrit 'premature' gave birth to a son. His grandfather chose his own name, and the Chinese name followed Sanskrit's surname, leaving Sanskrit to pick it up. At that time, almost all the scars on Wei Zichen's face were wiped off after several operations. Even though he couldn't fully restore the past, even if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find that his face was injured.

After the child was born, the grandfather's body became more and more healthy. Fanyin knew that it was because the old man knew that Brother Qi was still alive.

After the child was three years old, she was raised by her grandfather in the old house. Fanyin always went back to China for at least half a year. In the house full of orchids in the garden, her most beloved person lived a peaceful and peaceful life. Waiting for her to come back for a short stay.

"Seventh Brother..."

Fanyin stood in the window, beckoning to the man who was holding on to the kettle outside the window, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Wei Zichen still had a somewhat impatient expression, but after a while, he still put the kettle on and walked into the room.

He pushed open the door, Fanyin rushed over and jumped on his body, Wei Zichen was startled, but still quickly caught her and supported her body.

Sanskrit pressed his forehead against his, "Seventh brother... you are going to be a father again, are you happy, are you happy? Tell me you are happy, hurry up!"

Wei Zichen was taken aback for a moment, but after a while, he frowned again, and the movement of holding her suddenly became cautious and gentle. Fanyin was placed on the sofa by him, and he scolded him: "You ran so fast just now!" , and jumped on me, Wei Fanyin, did you forget about giving birth to your son! Also, you ate three ice creams after waking up this morning, Wei Fanyin, you ignored everything I said, didn’t you! "

It's so fierce...

"Brother Seven...do you want a daughter?"

Sanskrit was not afraid of him at all, she leaned into his arms and skipped his topic, asking him about the important matter of having a boy or a girl.

When Wei Zichen heard the word 'daughter', his brows and eyes softened involuntarily. Sanskrit stared at him with twinkling eyes, waiting for him to say he liked it, but Wei Zichen frowned again: "I don't want to!"

If he had a daughter like her, wouldn't he have to worry about it for the rest of his life?

Still boys are better.

Fanyin's small mouth immediately turned up: "Patriarchal! Old feudalism! Old antique!"

Turned away and decided to never talk to him again.

Wei Zichen looked at her angry face, but his heart softened. Thinking of her running around in the past three years, it was all because of accommodating his so-called self-esteem. After all, he still lived there and hugged her afterwards, which is very rare. Coaxed: "If my daughter is like you, I will still like it very much."

Sanskrit immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and immediately threw the oath in his heart out of the sky. She turned around and stared at him with shining eyes. She was already imagining how she would dress up the little girl when she gave birth to a daughter in the future, how she would wear the same hairstyle, and how she would wear a mother-child outfit. ...

Wei Zichen stroked her hair, bowed his head and kissed her bright red lips: "...As long as you are happy, it's fine, Ayin, I only want you to be happy..."

This life is only for you, and I am willing to draw a prison for you.

In this life, as long as I have you, I am willing to break my wings and be trapped in this small world, guarding you forever.

A Yin, maybe you will never know, for Wei Zichen, he is willing to live in dormancy like this, and live in silence all his life, how deeply, how deeply he loves you...

And Wei Zichen might not know what she silently endured in order to make him happy and to allow him to live the life he wanted.

He is the person who dislikes entanglement with power and fame the most, and the person who hates traveling the most, but he is willing to leave all the dislikes and annoyances behind him, just to keep the peace and tranquility for the rest of his life.

If he likes it, she will do everything she can to make it happen. If he doesn't like it, she is willing to block him with her weak body. She used to be so small and cowardly, but now she is lonely and brave. For Wei Fanyin, if it weren't for the deep Love, love to the bone marrow, blood, how could she be like this?

He loves her, she loves him too, the rest, nothing is important.

Wei Zichen and Wei Fanyin, they are destined for this whole life and will never be separated again.

　The new article "The Emperor and the Younger: Noble Pets" is in hot serialization~~
　　Introduction to the work: Jingwei, the youngest daughter of the Ruan family, is not as good as a dog in the Ruan family.

　　The eldest sister is the heart and soul of her parents, and the younger brother is the treasure in the hands of her parents. Ruan Jingwei has lived her whole life in silence and inferiority, but in the end, she even ended up being aborted and died on the street for the man she loves.

　　Open your eyes and go back to the age of 16. The second generation ancestor who pestered her in her previous life and she avoided like a ghost had just met her.

　　She looked out of the window at the man running towards her covered in sweat and bare upper body after playing ball, subconsciously raised her hand, and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead...

　　When it was evening self-study, Jingwei was blocked by Li Shenheng under the big tree beside the playground: Ruan Jingwei... you can guess what will happen to the man who flirted with a young man!
　　Li Shenheng said, my life belongs to the family, my heart belongs to the country, but my life is always quiet...

　　
　
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