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

Five days passed quickly, and Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao seemed to be trapped in a world of their own by time.

Shuttle between various inspections every day.

During the day, people came and went in the ward, and the sounds of relatives and friends visiting were heard one after another.

But when night fell and everything was silent, they were the only two left in this small space. They looked at each other, and the atmosphere was subtle and awkward.

The anger in Lou Xiao'e's heart was growing more and more intense. Looking at Xu Damao's face, she couldn't help but speak with sarcasm.

However, facing Lou Xiao'e's repeated attacks, Xu Damao was like a stone. No matter what she said, he just sat there steadily without blinking.

He neither argued nor refuted, but just listened quietly. His deep eyes seemed to contain thousands of words, but they eventually turned into an elusive and complex emotion.

Lou Xiao'e became even angrier, and her words were full of impatience.

But Xu Damao was still the same as before, as if he was planning something big in his mind and he just didn't say a word.

Lou Xiao'e looked at him and couldn't help wondering, "Is this guy really trying to keep it to himself just to get a divorce?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, but there was nothing she could do about it so she could only stare at him. The frustration in her heart was so great that it was hard to describe in words.

So, during these long five days, Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao were exploring each other's feelings in their own way.

Finally, after the doctor gave them numerous instructions, they were told they could be discharged from the hospital.

She could be discharged from the hospital, but where Lou Xiao'e would go next became a topic of debate among the people who came to pick her up.

The people in the courtyard, led by Xu's father and mother, all believed that she would definitely return to her Maoying Xiaozhu.

But the eldest brother Zhu Zirui became stubborn and insisted on dragging his godsister to his godfather and godmother's place.

Those eyes were full of determination, as bright as ice in winter!

Although Zhuang Junwei didn't say anything, his eyes clearly showed that he was on Zhu Zirui's side.

Looking at Xu Damao again, his mouth was locked, and everyone was so anxious that they jumped up and down, and whispered to him: "Why don't you say something, are you mute?"

As for the godfather and godmother, their attitude was quite clear, and they just said, "You make your own decisions."

As a result, very "unfortunately", Lou Xiao'e was helped by Zhu Zirui to get into her godfather's private car.

The wheels of the car turned, and it drove towards my godfather's house with a loud noise.

Xu Damao stood at the gate of the hospital, silent as a mountain.

This made everyone extremely anxious, and they all secretly guessed what he was thinking.

However, no matter how everyone urged him, he never said a word, but just watched the car going away silently.

"This separation may mean that there will be an insurmountable boundary between him and Lou Xiao'e."

Those naive memories and the days we spent together have now turned into resentment in my heart.

The noise of the crowd around him gradually faded away, as if the whole world had quieted down. He was the only one left, having a conversation with himself at the empty hospital entrance.

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to confirm the answer in his heart again.

When he opened his eyes again, the light in his eyes had become firm and deep.

“What would happen to him if Lou Xiao’e was no longer in his world?

Is it just regret and unwillingness? "

A more resolute voice sounded deep inside him.

“No, it’s much more than that.

The days without her were like a body without a soul to him.

Living will be meaningless.

Since you can't live without her, why do you still pretend to be so high and mighty?

Just chase him!"

Then, Xu Damao will perform for everyone, "After drinking, he feels happy for a while, but then he chases his wife to the crematorium."

Speaking of Zhu Zirui, the old man's eldest son, he was being scolded by his godfather at this time.

But he still had a playful look on his face, as if all the scoldings fell on deaf ears.

"Hey, godfather, what are you talking about? I am here to support Sister E on your behalf.

Look, our family is so awesome that we managed to bring my sister back from that large group of people." Zhu Zirui said as he threw a peanut into his mouth, looking both funny and sincere.

"Stop talking nonsense to me! You clearly know the whole story, but you still urged your sister to come back. If they really have a big fight, won't I be the one to clean up your mess?"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and banged the ground with the stick in his hand so loudly that it shook the earth.

"Godfather, you are wronging me.

I'm serious. Look at my brother-in-law now. He's absent-minded all day long. It's all because of Sister E.

We have to help him and make him understand that some relationships, once missed, are a lifelong thing. We have to act quickly and not let him think that my sister is easy to bully.

Humph! It's not like there's no one left in my family." Zhu Zirui stopped laughing and said seriously.

“Humph, if you really have such good intentions, you should first think about how to help Damao.

Don't let it mess up!" Although the old man was unforgiving, his tone was not as harsh as before.

Zhu Zirui chuckled and promised, "Okay, godfather, just wait and see! I have made preparations and I guarantee that they will have a happy ending!

Godfather, if I succeed in this, will you give me something as a reward?"

The old man looked at Zhu Zirui, this seemingly unreliable godson, who actually understood things better than anyone else and could always come up with some unexpected ideas at critical moments.

“It’s done, I promise I won’t beat you.

If you mess up, I'll break your legs."

Thus, a "wife-chasing war" carefully planned by Zhu Zirui, centered around Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e, quietly kicked off...

After Lou Xiao'e came back from the hospital, she used the excuse of needing to rest and went back to the room that her godmother had specially prepared for her.

She leaned back on the bed, her mind filled with the lonely figure of Xu Damao.

Oh! After all, women are weak in relationships.

Either they can be comforted, or the pain is forgotten once the scar heals.

Or, it's love to death.

But she herself is not the kind of person who can be easily coaxed.

But she is definitely the type who, once she falls in love, will be completely devoted and willing to give her life for that love.

Damn, it’s not as good as the previous two.

Really, this feeling made her like a fool, but she was still enjoying it.

At noon, my godmother prepared a pot of black chicken and Scutellaria baicalensis soup, which was very delicious.

Lou Xiao'e sat down at the dining table, holding a bowl of steaming soup in her hands, and her eyelids almost closed.

All the messy things in my heart were temporarily thrown out of my mind along with this warm feeling.

"Sister E, godmother said that black chicken soup is the best for nourishing qi and blood.

So, you just drink the soup, and I will just take the loss and eat all the chicken." Zhu Zirui said seriously.

There is a "pop" sound.

It was the old man's chopsticks that hit Zhu Zirui's wrist.

"No, godfather, next time you hit me, could you please make a sound?

This scares me.”

"Next time before you get beaten up, can you please let me know so I can change my weapon."

The godmother looked at the father and son from the side and scolded them with a smile: "Next time before you quarrel, can you please say a word first so that I can overturn the table and make room for you.

I guarantee you a wide battlefield."