Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

He looked up at her, Mo Shihuan could easily see the expectation and tension in his eyes.

Mu Shihuan was not ready yet: "I..."

"I have everything." He held her hand and rubbed his fingertips. Li Jingyan kept his eyes on her face. "Change of clothes, pajamas, makeup removal and skin care...all of them."

Mu Shihuan was taken aback.

When did he prepare it, or did he plan to ask her to stay since we met today?
As if he knew what she was thinking, he had such doubts, and his answer came, naturally frank and undisguised: "I had someone prepare it in advance, yours, and the servant's, I thought that if I could If so, you can live here."

In fact, he wanted to take his time, but when he met her, he couldn't hold back his longing. These days, he missed her like a tide, and he just wanted to be with her.

"Stay here, huh?" He coaxed her, as if thinking of something, he said again, "I'm sleeping in the guest room, I won't touch you until you don't want to, don't worry."

His eyes grew more hopeful.

Mo Shihuan could see it clearly, but also felt it clearly, it seemed to be her own intentions, she seemed... not so strongly wanting to refuse.

Or rather, there was no dissenting voice deep in her heart to stop her.

With her heart pounding, she looked at him.

"Shi Huan, I miss you." Holding her hand and kissing, Li Jingyan's voice became hoarse.

A sudden love word hit Mu Shihuan's heart in an instant.

Her lips moved again and again, and finally she nodded and said softly, "Okay."

Li Jingyan smiled.

Mo Shihuan's heart trembled suddenly, and in the next second, his lips covered the back of her hand again, leaving a gentle kiss.

"I'll get you clothes, wait for me here?" Li Jingyan stood up.

Mu Shihuan nodded.

She watched him walk towards the bedroom, one of her hands hanging on the sofa was tightly clenched at some point, but slowly loosened after a while.

She pursed her lower lip.

Soon, he prepared the things for taking a bath, went back and forth, picked her up and walked to the bathroom without saying hello, like a natural instinct.

"Call me if you need something." After putting her down, Li Jingyan said.

Mu Shihuan didn't speak this time, it wasn't until his figure disappeared from sight that she belatedly realized that her face was hot.

After a while, she turned around and stood in front of the sink, ready to brush her teeth.

As he said, he has everything ready, new toothbrush and toothpaste, cups, facial tissues, skin care products, etc...

Everything is available.

Mu Shihuan picked up the toothbrush and brushed her teeth first. There was a bright and clean mirror in front of her. Looking at herself in the mirror, she suddenly realized that she was also a little nervous.

But hidden under the tension is a different kind of peace of mind.

She brushed her teeth slowly, began to remove makeup after brushing, and finally took a shower, and she finished after about an hour. The dry hair cap was rubbing her hair, and there was a knock on the door when she was about to find a hair dryer to dry her hair.

"Shi Huan." He just called her.

But Mo Shihuan suddenly understood what he meant.

"Okay." Before she could figure out how to answer, she had already answered him.

Then, the door was pushed open and he walked in.

really.

He found a hair dryer for her to dry her hair, and he did not refuse her at all.

It's not that he hasn't blown her hair.

Thinking of the image of him blowing her hair for the first time, her eyelashes trembled, and then, when her eyes met his in the mirror, he could be sure of it with just one glance, and he thought of it too.

It seems... more and more tacit understanding.

In other words, he never forgot those common memories.

"Go outside and play." Holding her hand, Li Jingyan whispered.

Mu Shihuan was in a trance for a while, until he sat down on the sofa under his pressure, he skillfully turned on the hair dryer and got ready.

She didn't speak anymore, and neither did he. For a while, the only sound in the huge bedroom was the sound of the hair dryer working.

His movements are gentle and careful, like treating a treasure.

At first Mu Shihuan's body was still a little tense, but as his breath enveloped her, she found that she was gradually no longer tense.

Warmth permeates every corner of the air.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and his voice fell: "Okay, it's eighty percent dry."

She didn't dry her hair thoroughly every time she blew it, he remembered.

"Thank you." She whispered, and after she finished speaking, she frowned again, and subconsciously pressed her lower abdomen with one hand.

Li Jingyan noticed it immediately.

"It hurts again?" He knelt down and asked.

Mo Shihuan bit her lip and nodded.

She didn't know what was wrong, at first she felt a sudden pain, but after he left to help her go shopping, she didn't feel much pain anymore, even more so when she took a shower just now.

Unexpectedly, the pain started again at this moment, and the pain was much stronger than before. The pain was so painful that she couldn't even sit still anymore and bent down.

"I'm going to get the medicine." Li Jingyan didn't waste any time, got up and quickly walked out of the bedroom to get the ibuprofen and a glass of warm water bought from the pharmacy.

"The doctor at the pharmacy said it's edible." He handed her the medicine, and after she had it in her mouth, he put the cup on her lips and asked her to drink like this.

Mu Shihuan did not refuse, swallowed, drank water, and swallowed the medicine.

"I'll carry you to the bed." Li Jingyan said as he picked her up horizontally, carefully put her on the bed, and covered her with a cup.

After thinking about it, he said, "Be patient."

His hand reached in, and he gently pressed on her lower abdomen, rubbing and pressing her.

His palm was very hot, and it was attached to the skin without hindrance, and the heat invaded her body almost as soon as it was attached.

Warmth.

He massaged with moderate strength.

"Wait a minute, if the medicine doesn't work, let's go to the hospital, shall we?"

Mo Shihuan regained consciousness, moved her lips, she slowly shook her head: "No, going to the hospital is just to dispense some medicine." Her face was inexplicably hot, "There's no reason why I went to the hospital because of this."

After a pause, she added, "Ibuprofen will help."

Li Jingyan didn't make a sound, just continued his movements, after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?"

When Mu Shihuan heard it, she subconsciously wanted to say something better, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly realized something.

He was asking about the pain, and also... He was asking her about the time she was abroad. Even if it was for her safety, she was sent abroad by him, but she didn't get any news. Isn't that feeling of suffering a kind of pain? pain.

And... the child who didn't have a child due to various reasons, did it hurt at that time?
When she is alone and helpless, when she can't bear it physically and mentally, when she can't sleep every night and thinks of him by his side, does it hurt?

It's... it hurts.

The memory of that period suddenly became turbulent, as clear as if it was yesterday.

Mu Shihuan's fingers unconsciously gripped the quilt, and the strength increased little by little. She looked at him, was it her illusion, she seemed to see the redness in his eyes.

She wanted to see more clearly, but her eyes suddenly became blurred, and the tip of her nose was also faintly sore.

A hand was suddenly held tightly by him, and she suddenly turned her face away.

"Shi Huan." At this moment, Li Jingyan didn't know what to say, obviously the topic was brought up by him, but now looking at her, he regretted it, "Yes..."

"It hurts..." she said.

Li Jingyan stopped breathing, he stared at her intently, his hands trembling.

"It hurts very much," Mu Shihuan looked at the direction of the balcony, his voice was very low, "It hurts now, then...it hurts too, never before."

"When I couldn't hold on a few times, I thought, why didn't you come to me, why...you made your own arrangement in the name of being good to me, why couldn't you give me some news, why...you did this to me .”

She really wanted to speak calmly, but for some reason, she just felt waves of unspeakable emotions rampaging wantonly in her body, and she couldn't bear it at all.

Physical pain is never better than mental pain.

Her lips trembled, she wanted to say something more, but after a while, she felt that her face seemed a little wet, she instinctively wanted to raise her hand, and the man took a step faster than her.

His hot fingertips gently wiped away her tears.

It turned out that she was crying.

"I'm sorry." Gentle wiped it carefully, Li Jingyan's voice was hoarse and tense like never before, he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her.

It seemed that he couldn't say anything other than this sentence, but no matter how much he said and how much compensation he made, the past still existed, and the harm to her had already been done.

Touching her face gently, he wanted to hug her very much.

The mist in front of him seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, but Mu Shihuan suddenly felt that the torment hidden in his heart seemed to be slowly decreasing, and it didn't hurt so much.

His breath was right behind him, hot, familiar, undeniable, and...it made her feel at ease.

The apex of her heart trembled, and there was an indescribable feeling. She bit her lips again and again, and she slowly turned her head.

Through the mist, she looked at him seriously.

Li Jingyan still holds her face in his hands, like treating a treasure.

The two looked at each other, and silence spread.

After a while, Li Jingyan finally spoke again, his voice became hoarse again, with a faint tremolo: "The past is my fault, I can't tell you to forget it, maybe you will never forget it in your life, but I will do my best to make it up , to make you happy, I don't expect you to forgive me."

It's useless to say more, but to do it. Fortunately, she is finally willing to tell him this.

"Shi Huan, I'm sorry." He rubbed her face, his throat was very dark.

"What about you?" Suddenly.

Li Jingyan didn't react for a while: "What?"

Mu Shihuan slowly raised his hand, covered the back of his hand and held it gently.

Li Jingyan's body tensed up suddenly.

"Shi Huan..."

The strength of holding his hand became stronger, and Mo Shihuan looked at him, and after a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "What about you, does it hurt? When you sent me away, did it hurt? When you were lying in the hospital and dying , does it hurt?"

As she spoke, the image of her being forced to go to another country to see him when she was taken back to China by Tang Yu came to mind. He was lying on the bed, lifeless.

I don't know when I will wake up, and I don't know if I can get through the dangerous period.

"Does it hurt?" she asked again.