Fall in love with your enemy

After the last time, after I settled Li Shirong and his party, I hurriedly returned to the hospital. I looked at my watch and saw that another forty minutes had passed since I was talking.

After returning to the ward, as expected, Silent Reading had woken up early, but fortunately it seemed that nothing had happened.

He didn't like strangers, so he asked everyone to stay outside and not disturb me. When I came in, he was leaning on the back of the bed and looking at the sunset outside the window. The sound of my opening the door startled him, but soon he He came to his senses and smiled softly at me.

"Where have you been?" He asked quietly after I got closer, and then he reached out his hand to hold me.

"Oh, I have something to do at home. I went back to deal with it and met a few people." I made up a reason casually, put down my bag, and poured a glass of water from the water dispenser. But when I raised my eyes, I saw the silent reading Still looking at me with that soft smile.

"When you came back, did you also go to see Gao Xinci?" Mo Du took a few breaths tiredly, holding on to the bed before he could raise his head a little: "Or, you were originally going out to find him... He is what you call a family matter. , family, right?”

I felt a little flustered for no reason, fearing that I would hold a grudge because of my silent reading, so I secretly prepared a sedative in my hand, ready to give it to him at any time.

"How do you know?" I said calmly, trying to pretend to be calm. Even if the situation was critical, I shouldn't let Silent Reading get used to the idea of ​​"I think Gao Xinci is wrong."

Silently read, he wasn't angry at all, he just tilted his head and pointed at his neck.

I just looked in the mirror and saw that Gao Xinci had made a mark on me, adding new powder to the old mark that was already red, and it was a different color.

"Isn't it normal for me to see him?" I smiled and said, "He is my fiancé."

After listening silently for a while, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly raised his hand again. While I was turning my head to put down the water glass, he suddenly put his finger on the hickey on my neck. I immediately avoided him as if I was electrocuted.

"Why are you reading silently?" I was scared and angry, and stepped back uncomfortably.

He was still in that dark and dead silence, and he glanced at the marks on my body with a stern face: "It's nothing, I just thought, I have never done this to you, why can he have no scruples..."

I just felt confused after hearing this. I was stunned for a long time. I somehow felt that the hickey was probably red and purple.

"You are overthinking this. This is not a bruise..."

"I know this was left by my wife, and he didn't dare to hit you." I was interrupted before I could finish my words, and I breathed heavily while reading silently, as if I wanted to sneer, but I really didn't have the extra energy now.

I instantly felt speechless like "you know what you're saying".

"We are husband and wife, this kind of thing is normal, and it is inevitable to leave traces." I wiped the mark and said, it's normal. I always bring this thing with me and it doesn't look good to others, so I took it out of the bag. I want to cover it with foundation.

"But what puzzles me the most is this." Silu Du seemed to be getting more and more excited about it. He suddenly said this, and I looked up at him even more strangely. He seemed to be gritting his teeth before he managed to speak: "You Why are you with him? You are completely different from what I remember. Sometimes, I really don’t know whether this is good or bad..."

"What are you talking about silently? What's wrong with you? Why are you saying something I can't understand?" I frowned and moved closer, put down the foundation, and reached out to touch his forehead, but there was no sign of anything. Looks hot.

Logically speaking, after so many days, the side effects of the anesthetic should not have lasted for so long. He would not have become confused and insane only today.

"It's okay." Silently pushed my hand away, and his smile gradually became cold: "I just feel that you love him so much that I don't even know what to say. Why do you still care about me? All the time, you Let's go, I never wanted to use my eyes to embarrass you. You recorded so many things, enough to beat me to death. How can I not think about going against you?" Mo Du stopped laughing, only feeling trapped and dead. General Quiet leaned down.

I even felt for a moment that Silent Reading was not just losing his eyes. He was looking forward to losing his life. He thought about everything so clearly. I always had a bad premonition, and those words also shocked me. He could easily guess what Gao Xinci and I said in secret.

Even he didn't just figure it out recently. He knew from the beginning that my necklace was used for surveillance. I am not a person who gives in easily. Gao Xinci wanted to use the necklace to spy on me. I had no objection and obeyed him. There can be no other reason than monitoring silent reading.

"It's more convenient to install a surveillance camera." Mo Du commented. He stretched out his hand. I guess he wanted to hold mine again. He trembled for a long time, but still lacked the determination of the previous few days. He smiled bitterly and finally let it go.

"Sidu, stop thinking nonsense and take good care of yourself." I sighed a little irritably.

He said a lot these days about letting me go, but when did he let me go so easily? I have never had such an idea. Even if I told him clearly what I was going out for, he would make a fuss if he didn't come back for ten minutes. I understood that he was trying to test me, but I could understand it once or twice, but I couldn't do it every day. I have made trouble more than a dozen times. What is the difference between me and the one who made trouble and committed suicide in front of my old master in my previous life?

"I'm not testing you this time. I really have to leave. There are only three days left before Mo Du's surgery. I want to go back." Mo Du pursed his lips, fearing that I wouldn't believe it, and reached out to remove all the fragile objects on the table. Li pushed back: "The doctor told me that I can take psychotropic drugs normally now. I couldn't control my emotions before because I couldn't take pills. As long as the restrictions on taking pills are relaxed, I won't be able to control my emotions." Such a problem."

"Then I will go back with you, read silently. I have also suffered from mental illness. It is important to control this disease with medication, but first you have to calm down and stop thinking. If you are always suspicious, what medicine should you take? It doesn't work." I helped him lie down and pulled the corner of the quilt.

Du Du looked at me silently for a long time, sniffing, his eyes filled with tears but unable to cry. I am familiar with his appearance, and I was like this back then. When I was extremely sad, crying was indeed silent. I finally relented and reached out to his chest to pat him gently.

"You barely slept last night, and you only rested for a few hours today. Get some more sleep. I won't leave again. Don't worry, sleeping pills are not very good. Try not to rely on them all the time. I How about watching you sleep?"

Silently, his expression finally softened a little. He gently grabbed the back of my hand, lifted the quilt and put it on his heart. He moved it left and right and stroked it between my fingers. Finally, he sighed deeply. I was about to relax, but the back of my hand felt... I touched some traces of coldness and quickly looked back, only to see that it was his tears. He looked at me with a slight smile. The strength in his hand suddenly became heavier, and I couldn't help but groan in pain.

"Why are you reading silently..." I couldn't help but say.

He was reading silently, but as if he couldn't hear my words, he pulled the back of my hand and kissed it gently, and then pulled my hand and stretched it into his chest from the buttons of his shirt.

A sea of ​​heat, and his broken and raised wounds.

I still remember what I saw in the morning. I didn't dare to move or touch him, so I had no choice but to follow his will and touch him all over with the force of his palm.

"Did you touch it?" Mo Du asked softly.

I just feel inexplicable and ashamed, and I don’t know why I’m crazy. A few days ago, I was still thinking about my old relationship. Most of the time, I kissed the palm of my hand, and when it reached my head, I hugged me gently. How can I be like this? Could it be this time to say goodbye? , do you want to test my bottom line?