clear water

Wen Xingfeng reached out and took Han Qiaoan's hand on the table, "There is no water, just to reassure you. Look, I have no problem here. All we have to do is to convince your parents."

However, the actual conversation on the other end of the phone was quite the opposite.

Under Han Qiaoan's really shy, arrogant and poor acting skills, the two really recognized each other. After the meal, Wen Xingfeng sent back Han Qiaoan, who was determined not to live with him, because Han Qiaoan didn't miss him at all. "Injury on injury".

Back in the dormitory, Xia Qingyu understood when she saw Han Qiaoan's red and swollen lips, "I wish you luck."

Han Qiaoan was taken aback, and thought, Xia Qingzheng is so smart, she must have seen it, she was happy because her friends did not alienate her, and she had more courage to persuade her family, "Thank you."

Xia Qingyu just smiled and said nothing, it seems that someone misunderstood his blessing, but it's pretty good, just being happy.

On the second day after the two confirmed their relationship, Wen Xingfeng went on a business trip. In fact, he went to come out of the closet. Han Qiaoan also returned home by coincidence, leaving Xia Qingzhen alone to look after the shop.

Wen Xingfeng got up early and hurried home, his luggage was still at his feet, he was kneeling in the living room, receiving the cane from the old man of the Wen family without saying a word, his face turned pale, mother Wen couldn't stand it anymore , took the old man's hand, "Dad."

The old man of the Wen family pointed at the door with his crutches, "Get out, my Wen family can't afford to lose face, as long as you don't break up with that wild man, don't come back."

Wen Xingfeng picked up the luggage at his feet and went out. When he came back this time, he was not prepared to be accepted immediately. The main thing was to express his determination, to see the situation, and to take one step at a time.

The situation in the Han family was similar. After being beaten up by Papa Han, Han Qiaoan was thrown into the room by Papa Han and locked, depriving him of all communication tools.

Han Qiaoan was lying on the bed and didn't want to move at all. If she moved casually, the wounds on her body would be involved. In the dark room, looking at the dark ceiling, Han Qiaoan cried. It was so uncomfortable. Whether it was the parents' words or attitude, falling in love with someone ,is it wrong?

Wen Xingfeng, I don't want to give up, but where are you, I miss you.

At the beginning, Father Han refused to let Mother Han deliver food to Han Qiaoan. In the end, it turned into Han Qiaoan's hunger strike. For more than three days, he didn't eat a drop of water or eat a grain of rice.

The door of the room was locked, and they were angry at each other at first, but when they realized it, they almost regretted it. The psychological and physical torture made Han Qiaoan faint on the bed with mild stomach bleeding on the third night of the hunger strike. Save, but also because the powerless body has become an extravagant hope.

On the morning of the fourth day, Wen Xingfeng, who was getting more and more anxious under Xia Qingzhen's comfort, still called Han Qiaoan. Seeing the name displayed on his son's phone, for some reason, Han's mother felt that this was what Han Qiaoan said that man.

Did not answer, but thought of Han Qiaoan who hadn't seen each other for three days, obviously under the same roof, looking at the closed door with no sound inside, it happened that Han's father was not there, and Han's mother tried to shout, "Son, your father Let's go out and get something to eat."

For 10 minutes, there was no sound from inside. Han Ma's uneasiness gradually increased, and she quickly called the neighbor next door. She couldn't kick the door open as a woman. The door was kicked open vigorously, and Han Ma collapsed.

The person on the bed was lifeless, standing at the door and watching, with the blood on the corner of his mouth, his pale face, he looked like a cold corpse.

Han Qiaoan was sent to the hospital, the emergency light came on, and Dad Han also rushed to the hospital. Mother Han slapped Dad Han severely, "If something happens to Xiao An, I will divorce you. You are the murderer who killed my son. You murderer!"

Father Han followed Mother Han to beat him, and looked straight at the door of the operating room. Don't worry, as long as you are fine, I won't stop you. Father Han hugged Mother Han tightly, "That's my son too. ah."

The operation was successful, and Han Qiaoan's body slowly recovered. After countless phone calls, Han Qiaoan's phone finally got through, but it was Han's father who answered, "Come here, I want to talk to you."

After telling Wen Xingfeng the address, which is a cafe under the hospital, Wen Xingfeng flew over immediately, and at dusk, he finally felt that two men were sitting opposite each other, "Are you joking or are you sincere?"

Wen Xingfeng said without hesitation, "Sincerely, I love him."

Father Han looked into Wen Xingfeng's eyes, confirming the truth of Wen Xingfeng's words, "Where is your house?"

Wen Xingfeng paused, "I will take care of it."

Father Han stood up, "Well, I see, you go up, wait for him to recover, take him back, school will start soon."

Wen Xingfeng was a little confused looking at Papa Han's back, so easy?

When he came to the ward, looking at Han Qiaoan who was smiling at him, Wen Xingfeng felt very distressed, and hugged him tightly, "There will be no next time, we will bear it together in the future."

Ignoring the pain in his body, Han Qiaoan nodded with a smile, "Yeah."