Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue was crying.

She is crying.

When Lu Sichen realized this, his heart almost curled up in pain.

"Don't cry, Manman, I'm not good, I'm late, don't cry..."

Although Lu Sichen was struggling, he firmly wiped away Jiang Manxue's tears, and reached out to hold her tightly in his arms.

Jiang Manxue sniffled and leaned over in Lu Sichen's arms, wiping her tears.She is sad.Also very wronged.It's not because of the cold treatment she received from Lu Sichen, but because she knows that Lu Sichen's tenderness and warmth at this moment are all fragile like bubbles, which will burst when poked.

It's not from his heart.This is what makes Jiang Manxue most desperate.

The reason why Lu Sichen said such words and showed such expressions was entirely because he was not sober.

He was still having nightmares and didn't know what he was doing.

But even so, Jiang Manxue was still lost in Lu Sichen's tenderness at this moment.She hugged Lu Sichen tightly, like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for a long time and finally meets an oasis.

Even if it is a mirage, she is unwilling to let go.Because it is so beautiful... so beautiful that people would rather drown in it.

"Don't cry, don't be afraid." Lu Sichen hugged Jiang Manxue and comforted her softly. "I'm here, I'm fine."

When Lu Sichen said this, he kept carefully holding Jiang Manxue's right hand.The scar from her injury is still there.Spread from the root of the wrist to the palm of the hand.The pain of being broken and the tragedy of the flesh being cut by the dagger are vaguely in front of my eyes.What Lu Sichen stroked was her scar that went deep into the bone marrow.

"Lu Sichen...why..." Jiang Manxue lowered her head, watched him hold her right hand, blinked, and tears fell silently. "Why didn't you answer my call at that time? Why didn't you come to rescue me?"

Jiang Manxue closed her eyes deeply.She kept asking why in her mouth, and at the end of the question, even she was at a loss.

"Or, since the day we broke up, if you say you don't love me, you really don't love me..." Jiang Manxue looked at Lu Sichen's half-closed eyes, as if he was looking at others through himself .

Jiang Manxue didn't know who the so-called 'other' was.Was it the 'manman' who belonged to Lu Sichen when he was young, or someone else.

Her tears were streaming down, her nose was stuffy, and she felt very uncomfortable.

"But, if you really, really don't love me anymore, why did you come back? Why did you take me away when I was most desperate? Why did you marry me? Lu Sichen, can you tell me what should I do? Do, what on earth should I do to make you love me?"

……

Jiang Manxue didn't know when she fell asleep.

In the dream, I vaguely returned to that terrible night, that terrible warehouse.

Many people surrounded her, asking her inexplicable questions non-stop.Jiang Manxue was terrified, she kept shaking her head, and kept saying, "I don't know, I really don't know. What are you...what are you going to do? Please let me go, I really don't know anything..."

However, she prayed and did not get the tolerance of those demons.

"Boss, this little girl won't cry until she sees the coffin. If you don't give her something serious, I'm afraid she won't say anything."

Then, she heard that demon-like voice.So cruel, so bloody, and casually ruthless: "I heard that she is very good at drawing. Then use the right hand. Let her have a longer memory and know when to say what."

Jiang Manxue kept struggling and screaming, but someone grabbed her hand and pressed her firmly to the ground.

Her throat was hoarse, and when the knife pierced her wrist, she couldn't even yell.The knife cut from top to bottom from the root of the wrist to the middle of the palm.Flesh turned outward, blood flowed out all at once, and the air was filled with a fishy and sweet smell.

She thought it was already in extreme pain, but when the iron chair hit her wrist, Jiang Manxue clearly heard the sound of her bones breaking.Then, she didn't know anything and just passed out from the pain.

The warehouse was filled with dense darkness that engulfed everything.Only the small light bulb above the head was shaking constantly.

Someone stood above her line of sight, looking at her as if talking about something.Only the thunder outside was rumbling and deafening.

Jiang Manxue can't remember anything after that.

When she woke up, she had already been sent to the hospital.Her right hand was severely fractured, she could not take the college entrance examination, and she could no longer hold a paintbrush.Even when it is cloudy and rainy, there will be a dull pain.

Jiang Manxue was like a bird whose wings had been broken off.There is no more pride, only humility and obedience.She restrained all the pride and brilliance she was born with, and struggled to survive.

Until... She met Lu Sichen again on that night when she was almost belittled by others.

Even though Jiang Manxue knew in her heart that Lu Sichen no longer loved her.But because of this, she couldn't just turn around coolly and tell him to leave if he didn't love him as before.She didn't have any capital, all she could do was humblely lower her identity, compromise again and again, and let herself be bruised and bruised again and again.

Jiang Manxue used to be a sunflower under the scorching sun, always brilliant, always bright and beautiful.And now Jiang Manxue is just a small grass in the cracks, no matter how the wind blows and the rain hits, anyone tramples on her, as long as she doesn't die, she can always survive strong.

……

When Lu Sichen woke up, he found that there was another person beside him.

He was sweating profusely, and the towel on his forehead became warm.

Subconsciously moving his arms, he realized that he was hugging the person next to him tightly.When he looked down, he found that Jiang Manxue was lying in his arms with his eyes closed tightly, still muttering in his sleep.

"Don't, don't touch my hand... Please, don't come here... Ah——"

There was a lot of cold sweat on Jiang Manxue's forehead, she suddenly screamed, sat up suddenly, panting heavily.

She looked around in surprise and found that there were no warehouses, no lights, and no devil-like gangsters before she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're having a nightmare."

Lu Sichen's voice was still hoarse with exhaustion, and it came steadily from behind her.

Jiang Manxue's body froze suddenly.

Then, she turned her head in surprise, looked at Lu Sichen who was staring at her, and found that his eyes were covered with scarlet blood.

Jiang Manxue hesitated to speak.

"I... Secretary Zhou said that you are sick, so I worry about you..."