Diamond drunk wedding rich and famous

Chapter 418 Her Pain, His Pain

Yuzheng looked at her firmly with lowered eyebrows, his voice was hoarse because of exhaustion and heartache, "I won't let him have an accident!"

But such a guarantee, in exchange for her more intense emotions, "What guarantee do you have?"

Just as he was about to speak, Wanwan stared at him almost meanly, "Your life? Is your life worth anything? Or your personality? What kind of personality do you have?"

After she finished speaking angrily, Yuzheng finally said: "If something happens to him, I will handle it with you!"

Staring at him every night, she smiled ironically.

In the end, he also nodded, with a pair of desolate and tired eyes full of ruthlessness, "Okay, I will choose, which kind of scalpel can make you die faster!"

After all, she wanted to get out of his palm.

But because of the weakness in his whole body, he almost hit the door frame straight.

Yuzheng's breathing became heavy with tension, and his long arms stretched out to catch her whole body in an instant.

Then take her into the house.

His apartment should have been unoccupied for many days. It seems that she just came to wait for him, and would not live here.

Yuzheng put her on the sofa, then went to boil the water, and turned on the hot water in the bathroom by the way.

When I came back, I saw her sitting blankly, but the corners of her eyes were moist.

The pain in the chest shrank and shrank.

He thought about her making a fuss like crazy, no matter how loud it is, but she was stunned after two slaps, which was more worrying than her going crazy.

Why don't you want to make trouble late at night?
But she's not a teenage Beiyun too late, what's the use of making trouble?

It's not that she hasn't experienced Yuzheng's character. Even if you are justified, you can't tell him what he has done.

What's more, she doesn't have the ability to get Mi Bao back, so what can she do?He didn't even have the energy to make a fuss.

"Have you eaten tonight?" Yuzheng finally spoke again, his gaze fell on her pale face.

Her long hair fell, and she buried her head in it. Her palm-sized face was almost gone, but she could still feel the paleness of her face.

I didn't speak at night.

When Yu Zheng wanted to approach her and talk to her, she suddenly raised her eyes.

The bottom of the beautiful eyes is full of sharp resentment and defense, "Stay away from me."

Yuzheng's footsteps stopped just like that, and there was a slight pain in his dark eyes, "Wanwan..."

Mi Bao will come back, but only if she can't let herself collapse.

But Yuzheng didn't have a chance to say it, because she stared at him with such eyes, which made Yuzheng feel strange like never before.

Obviously, before he left, they even talked about the possibility of formally getting together in the future and forming a family of three.

Now it's screwed up like this.

This is the situation he is most afraid of seeing, especially because he caused it by himself.

In the past, Yuzheng could do things domineeringly, just like the current situation, he would force her to eat, take a bath, and sleep.

But this time, he dared not.

After making the noodles, he put them in the dining room, and tried to ask her to eat them several times, but was forced to go back by her eyes every time.

In the end, it turned out to be a phone call to Gu Qian'an.

"Can you persuade her to eat first, if she is sick, Mi Bao will not feel well when she comes back."

Kiss Ann has already returned, frowning slightly while listening to the phone.

"Didn't you make it clear to her?"

With one hand on his hip, Yuzheng looked very bored, "...she doesn't want to listen to me."

Kiss Ann was silent for a while.

In fact, I can understand that Wan Wan regards Mi Bao as her own life. Even if she explains it and then explains that Mi Bao will come back, she will definitely not be able to eat or sleep.

"Give Wanwan the phone." Kiss Ann said.

Wanwan looked at the notes on the phone screen, pursed her lips and said nothing.

But as soon as he heard the voice of kissing Ann, tears rolled down instantly, as if he had collapsed for so long, hearing the voice of his best friend, all defenses were weakened.

On the side, Yuzheng tightened her eyebrows extremely, and pursed her thin lips together, as if her tears were the iron that burned on his heart.

"Kiss good-bye..." Wanwan pinched the phone, almost sobbing, tightly hugging the pillow in her arms, and buried her head.

"Wanwan." Kiss Ann felt distressed when he heard that, "I'm sorry, I have been unable to contact you before, and there are many things that I can't get away from. This time, I only understand clearly now."

She just sniffed and didn't speak.

Kissing continued: "Don't cry, since Yuzheng said that Mi Bao will be fine, then nothing will happen, besides, even if you don't believe him, you should believe me, right?"

I can't hear what it means at night.

A pair of soft brows frowned, "Are you really sure that Mi Bao will be fine?"

Kiss An's tone was full of comfort, "First of all, Xuan Ying's kidnapping of Mi Bao is just a way of self-protection, because the things in his hands were taken back by Rong Jing. Since he committed a crime against Rong Jing, he needs some chips."

At the beginning, Bei Yunfu was kidnapped, but she had something in her hand. For the sake of the overall situation, in order not to lose the chip, she had to rescue Bei Yunfu.

And if Xuan Ying wants to survive Rong Jing's sword, he must have a bargaining chip.

Kiss An tried to speak clearly, and continued: "If Xuan Ying wants to survive, he must keep the chips in his hand, so Mi Bao will not be in danger, so you understand?"

It was straightforward enough, of course Wanwan could understand it.

She doesn't have to believe Yu Zheng's words, but she believes in Kiss Ann's words.

After a while, Wan Wan tried her best to suppress her emotions and asked, "But that Xuan Ying, since he used Mi Bao as a bargaining chip, how could he let him go so easily?"

At this point, Kiss An lowered her voice slightly, and smiled as if comforting her, "Of course he won't let go, so I will find a way to get Mibao back, just need to use Xuanying to do something."

Change?
Wanwan frowned.

Who will replace it?

"What are you going to do?" Wanwan frowned.

Kiss Ann just said nothing.

But Wanwan felt that something was wrong, "Does Gong Chiyi know?"

Kissing, of course, means "know."

Then she advised her: "Eat well, sleep when you should, don't burn yourself out, and Mi Bao will have to worry about you when she comes back."

Wan Wan also just nodded, "Okay, it's easy for you to come back, I'll go find you when I have time."

Kiss An frowned slightly, "I probably don't have time recently, I have to go out to do some errands again, and Gong Chiyi is not here... Wait for me to come back next time! We will have a good get together then."

Ever since Kiss An was pushed into the military and political circle by Gong Chiyi, Wanwan has also devoted herself to her career, and indeed she hasn't spoken much.

It's just who knew that this so-called "gathering together" took so long and experienced many things.

Wan Wan put down the phone and watched Yuzheng come over and take the phone away.

Her expression was still cold, even if she believed in the kiss, it didn't mean she could forgive Yu Zheng for pushing Mi Bao out in exchange for Bei Yunfu!
"Should you get out?" Her ruthless look was actually very hurtful.

So much so that Yuzheng didn't realize that there was something wrong with this sentence.

It was Wanwan who woke up by herself, this is not her own apartment, but his territory.

So, after being dazed for a while, she suddenly got up from the sofa and walked straight to the door.

Yuzheng frowned, and realized that something was wrong with her when she came back this time, but she couldn't say it, and didn't have time to think about it, so she took a few steps to stop her, "It's too late!"

"You go to eat something first, and stay here tonight, okay?" In the past, there was no last two words of inquiry.

Wanwan remembered that she came here to take a taxi because Waylon didn't let her drive.

So it was so late, she might not get a taxi after she went out, and she would suffer if she chose other means of transportation.

No matter what she is, she is not the one to make herself feel guilty.

But she didn't eat the noodles he made, and went back to the sofa. After sitting for a while, she nestled up, hugging the pillow all the time.

Because she lived here, she turned the direction of the sofa back.

Yuzheng could see her alone on the sofa in the background, only a little shrunk down.

The room became very quiet, very quiet, so quiet that Yuzheng could keenly hear the sound of her fingertips brushing against the pillow because she couldn't sleep.

He came out of the airport and hadn't changed his clothes until now. His expression was heavy with fatigue, but his eyes were covered with distress and guilt, and he stood there for a long time and kept guarding her.

No one ate the finished noodles, and the water in the bathroom was hot, so he didn't go in to take a bath.

After a long time, he leaned against the wall and raised his hand to press the injured place.

I didn't feel much pain, maybe it was numbness.

Yu Zheng still remembers that when he pushed Mi Bao over to exchange, the child tried his best to raise his face, and kept looking at him with clear eyes.

Even Nai Shengsheng frowned and reminded him, "Uncle, you are bleeding!"

Mi Bao's speech is not particularly sharp, but he can say what he wants to express.

Yuzheng wanted to hug him, but Mi Bao pointed to his wounded and bleeding place, and even waved his blood-stained, no longer tender palm, "I can walk by myself!"

He didn't know that sending him there was to make chips.

Others don't know who Mi Bao is, but Yuzheng does.

That choice, burning in his heart, hurt more than anyone else!
Yuzheng just stood there for an unknown how long, and finally waited until she fell asleep, covered her with a blanket, and opened the door himself and stood at the door.

The knuckles of his fingers were clear and slightly dry, probably from the torment of these days.

Pulling out the cigarette, "Click!" I lit the fire, and inhaled fiercely under the dim street lamp, wanting to suffocate every puff, as if it would be more comfortable.

After the silence, the night lights were turned off, only the scarlet flames of the man's fingertips danced.

The cigarettes were smoked one by one, and cigarette butts piled up in the corner.

But his chest was still heavy and impenetrable.

It might be two o'clock in the morning.

The head of the community came back late, and the car slowly passed Yuzheng's community. When the headlights flickered, he saw a man standing there and punched him hard on the wall.

The owner once thought it was a thief sneaking around.

So after the car passed by, I poked my head out and looked again.

The muffled sound of fists hitting the hard wall can be vaguely heard, but the man waved his fists without saying a word, his back showing oppression and forbearance.

The owner of the car watched for a while, until the man leaned his elbows on the wall and became quiet, and finally drove the car slowly and turned away.

Yuzheng closed his eyes, staring at the fist propped against the wall with his forehead.

He could smell blood, but he was numb.

Until he vaguely heard movement in the house, he opened the cracked door with one hand.

In the living room, the woman on the sofa moved, maybe she wanted to sit up, but she was very sleepy, turned over, and didn't get up all of a sudden.

Yuzheng immediately stepped in, he knew she wanted to drink water.

So he boiled the water as soon as he came back.

At this time there is just the right temperature.

With the night light on in the living room, he squatted beside the coffee table, poured water for her, and tested the temperature with one hand.

The night light was dim, but when he poured water, the blood and flesh on the back of his hand could be clearly seen, but he was like a vegetative without pain.

"Vaylon?" The person on the sofa suddenly called vaguely.

Then vaguely said: "Thirsty."

She didn't eat or drink water in the afternoon, and she was thirsty even in her dreams.

It's just that when Yuzheng heard the name she called out when she was unconscious, her whole body was shocked, and she didn't move at all, only the hand holding the cup was tightened.

"Vaylon?" Wan Wan called out again, slightly dissatisfied.

Before, when she was in the worst mood and just caught up with her illness, Waylon watched over her for a few nights. When she was born, Waylon handed her water the next second.

This time it was very slow.

So Wanwan frowned, sat up anyway, and saw Yuzheng like a sculpture.

When she was about to reach out, she seemed to wake up a little bit, realizing who she just called.

But she didn't say anything, reached out to fetch the water, took a few sips, put it back on the coffee table, and continued to sleep.

Yuzheng maintained that movement almost stiffly.

He couldn't even get close to her and Waylon, how could he bear her calling other people's names in his dreams?
But now, let alone touching her domineeringly like before, he doesn't even dare to say a word of Chinese!
The jaw was tense for a while, and the eyes were extremely closed, showing the forbearance of pressing down.

But when he returned to the bedroom and entered the bathroom, he originally wanted to adjust the shower, but with a "Teng!", he forcibly tore off the base that fixed the shower to the wall.

With blue veins popping out of the back of his hand, he finally smashed the shower head hard on the mirror.

"Crack!" The crackling sound was loud, piercing the eardrum sharply, but it couldn't pierce the swelling pain in his chest.

(End of this chapter)