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

Lou Xiao'e pinched her shrunken stomach and slowly woke up from her dream.

The soft morning light coming in from the window sprinkled on her slightly lazy face, adding a bit of tranquility to her.

She stretched herself, and all the muscles and bones in her body seemed to be thoroughly stretched out in this long sleep.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and the godfather and godmother came in from outside.

"Xiao'e, how do you feel? Are you hungry?"

The godmother put down the two insulated lunch boxes in her hands, walked straight to the window, gently opened the curtains, and let the fresh air and warm sunlight flow into the room, dispelling the remaining sleepiness of Lou Xiao'e.

She took a deep breath and felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

The rumbling sound of her stomach reminded her again, "Man is iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

She said with a smile: "Godmother, you are the timely rain!

I slept too long and even my stomach protested. "

"You still feel hungry, which proves that you are not stupid enough yet."

The old man walked to the bed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, godfather, I'm in this state now, can't you say a few nice words?"

Lou Xiao'e opened a lunch box, and the steaming golden millet porridge with minced meat and a faint rice aroma wafted into her nose.

"Eh? Where's Xu Damao? Did he run away overnight?"

This person really couldn't help but mutter to himself, as Xu Damao, carrying two aluminum lunch boxes, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Why are you two here to deliver food again? You are so old, but you still go to the hospital every day. I don't know what to say to you."

As Xu Damao spoke, he placed the lunch box in his hand on the bedside table and gently opened the lid. The rich aroma of chicken soup instantly intertwined with the aroma of millet porridge, filling the ward with the taste of home.

"This is the free-range chicken my parents brought from the countryside. My mom cooked it for several hours because she thought Xiao'e had just recovered from a serious illness and needed to be nourished."

There was an imperceptible gentleness in his words, which was very different from his usual smooth talk.

Lou Xiao'e hesitated for a moment, then took the chicken soup from Xu Damao with a smile and glanced at him: "I will thank my parents when I get better, no, thank them both.

Godfather, you should try it too, this chicken soup smells delicious."

The old man snorted, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He took the bowl, tasted a bite, and his brows relaxed: "Well, you are a girl with a conscience."

The godmother glared at the old man and said, "I have discovered that you are becoming more and more cunning as you get older.

What are you doing here? "

The old lady pushed another box of millet porridge to Xu Damao and poured a bowl of chicken soup in front of him, "Da Mao, eat something quickly. Your godfather and I asked the dean, and he said that Xiao'e can wake up, which means she is fine.

It will recover after a period of rest.

You have to take good care of yourself now. If you continue like this, even if Xiao'e is discharged from the hospital, you won't be able to leave."

“He can’t go out, so he just lives here.

Humph! You have to bear the consequences of your own sins." The old man cursed angrily.

"Just calm down! Let's wait until the two children are well before we talk about it.

This is old, and even old people don’t know how to judge the heat.”

"I say, old woman, are you planning to rebel?

You won’t let me speak?

What did I say wrong?

Damn it, day after day, there is no peace of mind for me."

"No, godfather and godmother, if you two keep arguing, I'm going to faint for you to see." Lou Xiao'e said jokingly.

"You are the only shameless girl who is using this as a good thing to say.

If I knew you were such a coward, I would never acknowledge you no matter what.

It's really f*cking embarrassing for me.

You're so desperate when something happens. Is there no one in your family?

Or do you not take me and this old woman seriously at all?

I'd rather hide...

I don’t know where to go.

Can't I make the decision for you?"

After scolding Lou Xiaoe, the old man turned to look at Xu Damao and scolded: "Look at the horrible look you have. Hurry up and show off. After you're done, go back and pack up before coming back to the hospital.

Damn it, he's not good at anything, but he gets pissed when he's causing trouble."

"Da Mao, eat slowly, don't be in a hurry.

Don't listen to your godfather's nonsense. "

The godmother walked closer to Lou Xiao'e, her eyes fell on the lunch box in her hand, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

"Oh, Xiao'e, the doctor has specifically told you that you can't eat too much in your current condition.

Stop eating now, be obedient." She took the lunch box from Lou Xiao'e, her eyes full of worry.

Lou Xiao'e had a trace of grievance on her face. She touched her belly and said coquettishly, "Godmother, I'm not full yet.

Listen, my stomach is still growling."

As she spoke, she deliberately thrust out her belly to make the subtle sound more obvious.

Xu Damao, who was standing by, saw it all and felt anxious.

He sighed, "Godmother, how about giving Xiao'e a little less chicken soup? Just a little bit."

The godmother pretended to be angry and patted Damao's arm, scolding him: "You kid, now is not the time for you to feel sorry for your wife.

Xiao'e's health is important, we can't let her do whatever she wants."

"Okay, okay, stop rambling.

Here you can eat less and not starve to death.

Xu Damao, what are you still hesitating about?

When I leave later, there will be no cheap cars for you to ride." The old man urged impatiently.

Hearing this, Xu Damao could only smile helplessly, "Then I will go back and change my clothes first, and you two elders can help me stay here for a while."

Daughter-in-law...Xiao'e, I will be back soon."

Lou Xiao'e wanted to say, "You don't have to come back." But the words couldn't come out.

I could only nod in response.

Looking at Xu Damao who kept looking back every few steps, the old man couldn't help but scold: "You're more slow than a woman! Go quickly, the bus won't wait for you if you're late!" As the old man spoke, he waved his hand, signaling Xu Damao to leave quickly.

Lou Xiao'e looked at Xu Damao's skinny back. The feeling in her heart was as complicated as a hodgepodge, painful but indescribable.

She knew clearly that he was also sick, and she guessed that his situation was not much better than hers.

But she was stubborn and kept it to herself, not uttering a single word of concern.

She felt that now that the divorce was out, if she continued to bother those people who had been asking about her well-being, not only would she be emotionally embarrassed, but she would also lose face.

She was afraid that her good intentions would be misunderstood, and she was reluctant to give up this relationship that was about to end.

What's more, I don't want to add more heart-wrenching trouble to this situation that is about to fall apart.

She sighed, turned to the old couple and said, "Godfather, Godmother, I...I want to...

I want to divorce Xu Damao.

Besides, I've talked to him about it and he's fine with it."

The old man snorted, "One is an idiot, and the other is a wimp.

You two, you deserve to be a couple."

"No, who are you saying is an idiot? Why am I an idiot?" Lou Xiao'e protested.

"I call you an idiot, but that's the least I can say. You jump to conclusions without asking questions, which not only makes you suffer, but also causes a lot of people to worry about you.

Isn't this stupid? "

"What else can I ask about something I witnessed with my own eyes? Do I have to say congratulations?" Lou Xiao'e argued.

"You are such a rude and stubborn person. I don't want to waste my breath on you."

"Ouch! Godmother, I'm confused.

No more, no more.

Why is my life so miserable..."