Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

Lou Xiao'e lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling helplessly, and sighed softly: "Xu Damao, do you think this is a bad fate between us?

Others are in pairs showing their love, but we are in pairs coming to the hospital."

Xu Damao sat on the bed, peeling an apple, and said carefully, "Wife, take care of your health first.

If we have anything to say, let's talk after we are discharged from the hospital, okay?"

Lou Xiao'e chuckled: "What else do we have to talk about?

You don't think that what I said to you before was just a scare tactic, do you? "

Xu Damao's face gradually lost color as Lou Xiao'e spoke. He covered his chest in pain and murmured in a low voice, his voice filled with endless regret and self-blame: "Wife, I...I know that the mistakes I made cannot be made up for by any words.

I really deserve to die, I...I don't have the face to explain, let alone ask for your forgiveness."

He raised his head, his eyes full of affection and reluctance for Lou Xiao'e, and continued: "I just hope you are well, no matter what your decision is, I will accept it unconditionally.

Just because I owe you too much, too much.

Your happiness is more important than my own life.

But now, can you promise me to take good care of your health? Your health is my most precious concern in this world.

Without your health, all my regrets and amends will be meaningless."

At this point, Xu Damao's eyes finally couldn't help but become moist, his voice trembled slightly, but his words were extremely firm.

When Lou Xiao'e heard what Xu Damao said, her face instantly turned darker than the bottom of a pot. "Okay, okay, okay! You said it yourself. Once I step out of this hospital gate, our fate will be over. See you for the divorce agreement!"

Lou Xiao'e's words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the original tranquility in the room.

Every word she spoke was like a heavy hammer, striking Xu Damao's heart.

He was stunned, as if fixed in place by an invisible force. He looked at Lou Xiao'e in confusion, trying to find any sign of hesitation or regret in her eyes.

However, Lou Xiao'e had turned around and no longer looked at him.

A myriad of thoughts suddenly surged in Xu Damao's mind, and pain and struggle intertwined into a complex picture in his eyes.

His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

As time passed, a depressing and heavy atmosphere filled the air.

Finally, Xu Damao seemed to have made up his mind. He took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions in his heart, and then slowly said, "I'll listen to you." Although this sentence was short, it contained all his helplessness and compromise.

He knew that he had hurt her too deeply and he was too ashamed to ask for anything more.

The only choice is to let go and let Lou Xiao'e live the life she wants.

After saying this, Xu Damao's eyes became empty and deep, as if all his emotions had been taken away along with these words.

He sat there quietly, letting time continue to flow, but he seemed to be in another world.

At this moment, Lou Xiao'e had her back to Xu Damao, her body trembling slightly, and she was tightly clutching the corner of the quilt in her hands, as if it was her only support.

In the space, she had thought countless times, "Perhaps Xu Damao was really harmed by that damn alcohol and trick, and he is also a victim?"

After all, every girl has fantasies. Even if the world is ending, she always hopes for a glimmer of hope.

Even though she was on the brink of life and death and was about to say goodbye to this world, she felt regretful in her heart.

She regretted not giving Xu Damao a chance to speak, so she hid in that secluded space out of spite.

She regretted her stubbornness and avoidance, which made the distance between them grow further and further.

When Lou Xiao'e confirmed that she could continue to live in this world and could see Xu Damao standing alive in front of her, she felt indescribable bitterness and anticipation.

Looking forward to him explaining with tears and snot, asking for forgiveness?

But she never expected that this guy would be so calm and composed, catching her off guard.

Lou Xiao'e felt so depressed that it was even more uncomfortable than eating a fly.

Does he really not love me anymore? Or is he just following the plot? Planning to have a true love story with Qin Jingru and live together forever? "

Lou Xiaoe couldn't help but smile bitterly, "What crooked tree wouldn't hang people?

blah blah blah...

Just divorce! Anyway, the other party is not going to fight for it anymore, so how can I, the victim, rush to ask for compensation?

Humph! What's so great about that? "

Just then, there were light footsteps outside the door, followed by the gentle voice of a nurse: "Lou Xiao'e, Xu Damao, your medicine is here, remember to take it on time."

The two immediately responded seriously: "Okay, thank you nurse."

After the nurse left, the two couldn't help but smile at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and continued to enjoy this rare "two-person world".

If there were other people present, they would definitely be curious about the way they get along with each other. It was an indescribable harmony and respect, just like the "mutual respect like guests" between gentlemen and ladies in ancient times.

It also contains the kind of "sadomasochistic love, but mutual restraint" plot.

Lou Xiao'e dragged her weak body into the space again.

She looked at herself in the mirror and said self-deprecatingly, "How dare you laugh at Xu Damao when you look like this? You're almost like the female ghost in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio."

She simply washed up and took out two boxes of milk.

He took a sip first, then handed a box to Xu Damao, "Come on, Brother Mao, let's clink glasses.

After all, we are husband and wife, so let’s part ways in peace.”

Xu Damao's hands trembled slightly as he took the milk. He slowly opened the lid, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he stared at the milky liquid, as if savoring their past.

Bitterness and helplessness were intertwined in his heart, but he finally forced a smile and gently touched her milk.

"Let's part ways in peace." He said softly, his voice a little hoarse and reluctant.

At this moment, they seemed to have let go of the grudges and hatreds of the past, and only wished that each other could be well in the days to come.

And these two boxes of milk became the most gentle farewell in their relationship.

"I'm going to take a nap, you don't have to stay here, go back and clean yourself up.

You don't have to come tomorrow, I can take care of myself."

Lou Xiao'e lay down on her own, leaving Xu Damao with a "cold" back.

Xu Damao smiled bitterly, "You go to sleep. I have nothing to do when I go back. As for my image, haha, it really doesn't matter now."

Lou Xiao'e didn't say anything more, but just gently closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Xu Damao continued to sit by the bed, his eyes fixed on Lou Xiao'e's back, as if he wanted to engrave this moment in his heart forever.

He pinched his brows gently, trying to relieve his inner fatigue and anxiety, but his eyes never left Lou Xiao'e.

That look seemed to say, "One less look is one less look."

This scene is very similar to the "Wife-Looking Rock".