Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Smile...as long as you are willing to forgive me, I can do anything! "

Fu Yanchen's eyes were full of pleading and despair, and his voice trembled, like a broken leaf swaying in the wind, with endless sadness.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at him coldly, her eyes that were once full of love were now filled with determination.

"Fu Yanchen, get a divorce! I have informed my brother that he should arrive soon. He will take care of grandpa then. Let's take some time to divorce him so that we can get together and go away. We will pretend that we don't know each other from now on."

Fu Yanchen's face instantly turned pale as paper. It was as if all his strength had been taken away from him, and even his voice became weak, "Xiaoxiao, no, I don't want a divorce. I only want you. I know you are angry. I will lick this chicken soup." It’s clean, just let you vent your anger.”

After he finished speaking, he actually knelt down slowly, ready to lick the chicken soup that was spilled on the floor.

Seeing him so humble, Xu Xiaoxiao felt sick in her heart, "That's enough, Fu Yanchen, I hate you, but I won't be as incompetent as you. You go, don't disturb grandpa's rest."

Her voice was cold and emotionless.

However, Fu Yanchen seemed not to hear, and just knelt there stubbornly, "No, no, I won't leave."

His eyes were full of fear. He was afraid that once he left, he would never see Xu Xiaoxiao again.

His hands were clasped tightly, as if looking for some strength to support himself.

He knew that he had made a mistake and deeply hurt Xiaoxiao.

But now, he only hopes to have a chance to make up for his mistakes and regain Xiaoxiao's heart.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao no longer gave him any chance. Her eyes were cold and firm, as if to say: "You have lost me, forever."

Fu Yanchen's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cave, and he felt more desperate than ever.

He knew that it was all his fault, that he had personally ruined their marriage and their love.

However, he was still unwilling to lose his smile like this. He wanted to restore it, but he didn't know where to start.

He could only kneel there helplessly, letting the pain and regret in his heart intertwine and drown him.

There was a hint of exhaustion and helplessness in Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes. She really didn't want to see Fu Yanchen again. The pain and disappointment that man had brought to her had made her unable to face him again. However, her brother hadn't arrived at the hospital yet, and her grandfather was lying on the hospital bed again in need of care. She knew she couldn't leave.

Looking at the scoundrel man, she widened her eyes and turned away angrily, "Fu Yanchen, didn't you hear me? Get out of here, don't dirty my eyes here!" Her voice sounded in the empty room. echo,

Fu Yanchen raised his head, with a trace of pain and begging in his eyes, "Xiaoxiao, as long as you promise not to divorce, I will leave. Can I give you everything? I just ask you not to leave me."

He begged humbly, as if he had given up all dignity.

"Fu Yanchen, go and die,"

"Smile, I..." Fu Yanchen hesitated,

Xu Xiaoxiao sneered, "What? Can't bear to part with you?"

"Xiaoxiao, it's not that I can't bear to leave, but I can't die now. When I take care of everything, if you want my life, I'll give it to you."

He didn't lie. Even if he died, he had to eliminate all dangers around Xu Xiaoxiao before he could leave with peace of mind.

Seeing Fu Yanchen's look, Xu Xiaoxiao was so angry that he couldn't speak, "Fu Yanchen, you, you are...you scoundrel!"

Xu Xiaoxiao stood up suddenly and clutched her chest. She felt her heart throbbing.

She didn't want to look at this man again, so she turned around and left.

Fu Yanchen hurriedly grabbed her, "Xiaoxiao, don't get excited. I'm leaving. I'll kneel and wait for you outside until you forgive me."

He was afraid that Xu Xiaoxiao would have another heart attack, which would be life-threatening.

He let go of his hand, turned around and went to the corridor outside, and knelt down with a "pop".

Xu Xiaoxiao opened the door and looked at him coldly, "Fu Yanchen, stay away. I don't want to see you."

Her voice was cold and firm, as if she was completely disappointed with this man.

Fu Yanchen knew that she was angry, so he got up obediently, silently went to the hospital's courtyard, and knelt down.

People coming and going looked at him, curious but afraid to speak. They all knew this man.

They were speculating on the man's story and sympathizing with his plight.

However, to Fu Yanchen, none of this mattered.

He just wanted to wait for Xu Xiaoxiao to calm down and save this relationship.

Time passed by, and Fu Yanchen's knees were so numb that he lost all feeling.

However, he still stood there, as if he was repenting and redeeming himself.

Xu Xiaoxiao stood in front of the window, looking at the man kneeling in the courtyard with complicated eyes.

An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. Was it anger, disappointment, or reluctance? She couldn't explain it herself.

Du Haoran received Xu Xiaoxiao's call and hurried to the hospital.

At the gate, you can see a lonely and determined figure in the courtyard from a distance, Fu Yanchen, kneeling there quietly like a stone sculpture.

An inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in Du Haoran's heart. His throat rolled, as if he had thousands of words he wanted to express. However, when the words reached his mouth, they felt stuck in his throat and nothing could be said.

His eyes stayed on Fu Yanchen's body for a moment, and the complex emotions revealed in his eyes were like an ink painting, slowly rendered on rice paper.

In the end, he didn't step forward. He just took a deep look at Fu Yanchen, then turned around and hurriedly walked towards the ward.

Suddenly, there was a low muffled thunder in the sky, "rumble", "rumble", the sound was like the sigh of heaven, and also like some kind of ominous omen.

Du Haoran looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was gloomy, the clouds were thick, and a heavy rain seemed to be brewing.

When he met Xu Xiaoxiao in the corridor, he looked at the cool sky and said, "Xiaoxiao, look at the sky, I'm afraid it's going to rain. Fu Yanchen..."

Having said this, he couldn't help but look back at Fu Yanchen, who was still kneeling in the courtyard, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

Xu Xiaoxiao glanced at the people below and said, "It doesn't matter. He not only made me kneel down, but also asked people to beat me with a whip."

Du Haoran didn't know much about what happened back then. He had only heard about it. He knew that he was not qualified to persuade Xu Xiaoxiao.

"Go in and see grandpa! I probably won't have time tomorrow, so you can take care of grandpa."

"Okay." The two of them didn't stop.

The one who needs the most attention now is the old man lying in the hospital bed who is in urgent need of their attention.

Du Haoran walked into the ward and felt sad when he saw his grandfather's old and haggard face.

He held Grandpa's hand tightly and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will always be here to accompany you. Let's work hard together, and you will definitely get better."

Mr. Du had no reaction.

At this time, the thunder outside the window became more and more intensive, the sky became darker and darker, and a storm was coming.

Xu Xiaoxiao walked slowly to the window, gently opened the curtains with her delicate hands, and stared at the figure downstairs through the glass window - Fu Yanchen.

He was standing alone in the torrential rain. The big raindrops hit his tall body mercilessly, soaking his clothes, but they could not shake his resolute back.

This scene made Xu Xiaoxiao's thoughts drift back to many years ago, when she had knelt down in the rain like this, lonely and helpless, and the resentment and incomprehension in her heart were as raging as the heavy rain.

At that time, she also longed for a trace of warmth and a trace of compassion, but what she got was more indifference and ridicule. , beaten severely, she explained, and no one believed her.

"If you're worried, just go down and take a look."

Du Haoran's voice broke her thoughts. He walked behind her and looked out the window.

Xu Xiaoxiao turned her head, glanced at him, and sneered at the corner of her mouth: "Worried? Haha, I'm not the Virgin, and I'm not the kind of person who would feel pity for someone who once pushed me to a desperate situation. Moreover, he today This situation was not caused by me. If he is willing to kneel there, what does it have to do with me?"

Xu Xiao's joke revealed deep resentment and indifference, but Du Haoran read a trace of imperceptible sadness in her eyes.

He knew that the past had hurt her so deeply that she couldn't let it go, but Du Haoran also understood that she was indeed very happy and carefree during the days when Xu Xiaoxiao lost her memory.

Xu Xiaoxiao turned around again and looked at the rain outside the window, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in her heart.

She couldn't help but think of those days when she was punished to kneel in the rain. At that time, she also longed for the understanding and care of others.

However, now facing Fu Yanchen in the same situation, she chose indifference and alienation. She wanted Fu Yanchen to understand her original mood and despair.

Du Haoran stood behind her silently, not disturbing her thoughts.

He knows that some things need time to heal, and some pain needs time to fade.

What he can do is to stay with her and give her support and understanding.

The rain was still pouring down, hitting the windows with a crackling sound.

Xu Xiaoxiao stood there quietly, his eyes deep and distant, as if he was recalling the past and thinking about the future.

Downstairs, Fu Yanchen was still kneeling alone in the rain, as if waiting for something and holding on to something.

After Lin Nuo and Asu learned that Xu Xiaoxiao had recovered his memory, they both rushed to the hospital as if they were struck by thunder.

They looked at Fu Yanchen who was kneeling on the ground with empty eyes, and their hearts were touched by deep sympathy.

Lin Nuo stretched out his hand, trying to help his boss up. However, Fu Yanchen was like a stone sculpture, showing no response to their support, and just murmured a refusal.

"Go back!" His voice was low and hoarse, "If Xiaoxiao doesn't forgive me, I will always be here and won't go anywhere."

Lin Nuo and Asu looked at each other, their helplessness palpable.

They knew Fu Yanchen's stubbornness and where his heart was at this moment.

Lin Nuo left silently...