love addiction

Although Xiao Zheng has been by Nan Jian's side for many years, he still doesn't necessarily understand all of Nan Jian's thoughts.

From the beginning of this matter to the present, the best result he would like to see is the present situation.

They can get to know each other, understand each other, and become a harmonious family, which is considered to have fulfilled his wish.

It's just that amidst this satisfaction, there is also a little bit of reluctance.

His Rui Rui...

It's not that he never thought of finding a doctor to treat Rui Rui's illness, but he didn't want Rui Rui to think about those painful pasts, just like now, just live happily.

The eastern twilight emerged, dyeing the sky a little bit red, and a new morning ushered in the succulent garden.

As usual, Auntie Wei came to the garden for a walk, to breathe in the fresh air, and to see if the succulents on her previous leaf cuttings were moving.

She was very comfortable, but she didn't know that her every move fell into Nan Jian's eyes.

As long as he lives here, Nan Jian will stand here, no matter when Auntie Wei appears, he will be here, watching her quietly.

After last night, Aunt Wei's identity has changed.

Tang Mianmian usually treats her well, but now that she knows her identity, it will naturally be even better.

Li Xinnian is also a kind-hearted woman, and it will be a matter of time before she accepts it.

Xiao Zheng came in again, and said in a solemn tone, "Sir, Master Xi Rong is already packing up his things and ordering a plane ticket. He said he wants to go back immediately, and he doesn't want to stay here for one more minute!"

After Nan Jian heard this, she felt really uncomfortable, but she shook her head and said, "I know, there's no need to stop me, as I said, they will decide for themselves in the future."

"But sir..."

"Xiao Zheng, it's the best outcome so far. Let him do this." Nan Jian said flatly.

The voice was so empty that Xiao Zheng felt chills in his heart.

But he also knew that his persuasion would not have any effect.

Once Mr. decides something, no one can change it!

He can only back down.

Nan Jian was the only one left in the room.

It was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

But at this moment, his heart is extremely peaceful, because in his eyes, he can see the person he is thinking about.

Xiao Zheng said that Ye Xirong was leaving.

This also means that she is leaving too.

From the time Ye Xirong brought her to the present, the number of times they met was very few.

And most of them met without her knowing. What Nan Jian did more was silently, standing in the corner and watching her.

It's impossible to say no.

Perhaps it was a momentary impulse, Nan Jian quickly turned around, opened the door directly, and walked downstairs to the Durou Garden.

Nan Jian never felt that his steps would be so brisk. For more than 20 years, no one can imagine his daily life. Even if he has climbed to this position, his life has become more and more heavy.

There are a group of people behind him every day. Some of them are flattering, some are watching the show, and some are duplicitous. He has to deal with them one by one.

After a long time, he has a formulaic smile, and his steps are always at that pace, neither fast nor slow, as if life is so lifeless.

Until now, he didn't know that he would also have such brisk steps.

From his room to the garden, he only took 2 minutes, which is unimaginable speed!
He just stood behind her in such a real way, he could look at her figure so closely, breathe the same air, and even feel the fragrance from her.

Nan Jian stretched out her hand, wanting to touch and feel it for real.

But the moment he was about to touch her, he took his hand back.

He hesitated.

As if sensing it, Aunt Wei turned around at this moment and saw Nanjian.

She was so frightened that the vase in her hand fell off, hit the ground, and shattered all over the place, and the pink succulent flower also became pieces.

"Rui Rui, are you okay?" Nan Jian hurriedly asked, and squatted down to check if her foot was hit.

Aunt Wei hurriedly stepped back, "I'm fine, what did you call me?"

Nan Jian's movements paused, and Aunt Wei just walked out of his range.

As if time had frozen, Nan Jian didn't have the courage to look up at her, nor did he get up, just squatting in front of her.

Aunt Wei tried very hard to see his face clearly, but he kept his head down and didn't get up. She could only ask again, "What do you call me? Do you call me Rui Rui? Am I Rui Rui?"

Nan Jian suppressed the trembling in her heart with all her strength, got up slowly, and slowly raised her eyes.

After seeing his face clearly, Aunt Wei was stunned for a moment, "I, do I know you?"

"Rui Rui..." Nan Jian called out such a name in pain.

This is the name he has kept in his heart for more than thirty years.

Is there anything more painful than the person you love the most standing in front of you, but you don't know yourself?

At this time, Nanjian was like this.

"You called me Rui Rui again, am I Rui Rui? Who is Rui Rui? Who am I?" Aunt Wei's thoughts were already confused, and she backed away in pain.

Not far behind her was an iron flower stand. Seeing that she was in danger, Nan Jian hurried over to hold her back, "Be careful!"

Aunt Wei just leaned into Nan Jian's arms, hugging each other so tightly.

For Nan Jian, this was a long-lost hug, as if his broken heart was complete at this moment.

How much he wished that time would stop at this moment, and if he didn't move forward, he could always hug her.

But for Aunt Wei, she was panicked and terrified.

This embrace was familiar to her, but it was this familiarity that made her afraid.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

"Rui Rui..." Nan Jian called her name in pain.

"I'm not Rui Rui, I'm not, ah, am I Rui Rui, who is Rui Rui?" Aunt Wei trembled all over, as if she was going through something very painful.

She suddenly came back to her senses and pushed Nan Jian away forcefully.

Nan Jian was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground. Her head hit the flower stand beside her, causing her to break and bleed immediately.

Seeing such a situation, Aunt Wei, who was already terrified, became even more frightened, holding her head with a painful expression on her face, "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it."

"Rui Rui, it's okay, I'm fine, don't be afraid." Nan Jian tried hard to get up.

But Aunt Wei has already screamed, "Ah, let me go, let me go, I'm not sick, I'm really not sick, I'm not crazy! Let me go, ah..."

Nan Jian suddenly felt that something was wrong, she tried her best to support the flower stand beside her, and wanted to go over to appease Aunt Wei, calling for someone by the way.

"What are you doing!?" A stern and stern voice sounded.

The next moment, Ye Xirong rushed over, knocked him down again, and hit the flower stand again. This time, his injuries were more serious.

But Nan Jian didn't care about herself at all, and looked anxiously at Aunt Wei.

Ye Xirong hugged Aunt Wei who was trembling and muttering to herself, "Mom, it's okay, it's okay, I'm Xirong, let's go back."

"Xirong, Xirong, I'm afraid, I'm not crazy, they want to take me away, I'm not crazy, Xirong." Aunt Wei cried out for help in pain.

Ye Xirong worked hard to give her a sense of security, "Well, you are not, you are my mother, you will be fine."

"I'm scared, scared, Nanjian, Nanjian, come and save me..."

Hearing this name, the two men in the garden trembled.

Ye Xirong stared at Nanjian as if he was an enemy.

Nan Jian, on the other hand, looked at Aunt Wei infatuatedly, as if her gaze was frozen.

Auntie Wei closed her eyes and trembled uncontrollably, her face turned pale.

Ye Xirong didn't have time to argue with Nan Jian, so he helped Aunt Wei to walk back.

But after only two steps, Auntie Wei's body softened, and she fell down.

Fortunately, someone supported him, otherwise he would have fallen directly to the ground again.

"Mom! Mom!" Ye Xirong rushed to the room with Auntie Wei in his arms, shouting for the doctor while rushing.

There is a doctor who is still waiting here, and his cry immediately attracted many people.

Everyone ran to Aunt Wei, wanting to see what happened. Tang Mianmian hugged Si Si and planned to follow.

Still only took two steps, she looked back towards the garden as if she sensed something.

From her gaze, she could just see Nan Jian who was slowly getting up while supporting the flower stand, and she could also see the blood on his white shirt.

Tang Mianmian's heart tightened, and he hurriedly handed over Sisi to Long Yejue, and walked to the garden by himself.

Nan Jian used all his strength to stand up. The sun was already a little too strong, making him dizzy, but he still tried his best to go back to the room.

Since Ye Xirong took Rui Rui away, it means she is fine.

As long as she is fine, I don't care.

And what he had to do was to go back to his room, take a good rest, and let Xiao Zheng treat his wound by the way.

It's true that time is not forgiving, if it was before, this little injury would be nothing to him at all.

But now, he felt exhausted.

After all, 55 is no longer the time to be young and frivolous.

"Mr. Nan, are you okay?" Tang Mianmian walked over and asked softly.

Nan Jian slowly turned her head to look at her, and tried to force a smile, "It's Mianmian, she fell ill, you should go and see her."

"But you were injured too." Tang Mianmian looked at the blood on his face worriedly.

There is a wound on the forehead, bleeding, it is estimated that the wound is a bit deep.

But Nan Jian acted as if he didn't hear her, and said to her, "It's okay, you should go and see her."

Tang Mianmian's throat was a little choked, trying to maintain her emotions, "There are many people over there, it will be fine, I will help you back to the room, your wound needs to be treated."

"No need..." Nan Jian still wanted to refuse.

But Tang Mianmian had already supported him and walked towards the house.

Nan Jian wanted to say something, but Tang Mianmian acted like I wouldn't listen to you, and led him back.

He could only compromise, followed her pace slowly, and returned to the room.

Xiao Zheng originally wanted to inform Nan Jian about Aunt Wei's illness, but when he saw the injured Nan Jian, his expression changed drastically, "Sir, why are you injured? I'll call the doctor!"

"Xiao Zheng." Nan Jian hurriedly stopped him, "I'm fine, there's no need to call a doctor."

"But your injury looks serious." Xiao Zheng said worriedly.

"I've already said it's fine!" Nan Jian's attitude became a little stern.

Xiao Zheng had no choice but to keep silent, but the worry on his face was still evident, and he had no intention of leaving.

Tang Mianmian ordered, "Go and get the medicine box, first check if the wound is serious, if not, bandage it yourself."

"Yes." Xiao Zheng was very obedient.