My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

The last one slammed his head down, Yan Rui didn't straighten up immediately, his body curled up, his thin shoulders trembled constantly, his thick nasal voice became louder and louder, tears fell down the eye sockets directly to the ground, and a puddle flowed out.

After half the payment, Yan Rui raised his head, and he looked at the old lady's hand that was exposed outside the bed, with a string of cheap red bean bracelets on her wrist.

The bracelet was made for the old lady by himself on the day he entered Duan's house. The red beans were picked on the mountain, and the thread was bought at a ten-yuan store.

He made it all night, and after giving it to grandma, she put it on like a treasure, and never took it off.

Yan Rui suddenly remembered many things in an instant.

Thinking of the old lady bending over and squatting in front of him, she took out a handkerchief and wiped his face carefully and gently.

"Come home with me, will I be your grandma?"

The old lady didn't think he was dirty or smelly at all, she held his hand and let him lie in her arms.

She took him to Duan's house and gave him a home from then on.

Yan Rui wandered for thousands of years, came to this world, lived in the wind and rain, slept in the garbage dump, and had a shelter from the wind and rain for the first time.

"Grandma." Yan Rui opened his mouth and murmured, "I don't want you to go."

Yan Rui held the old lady's hand tightly with both hands. He knew that grandma was tired, but he didn't want her to leave.

With grandma gone, there are no relatives who love him in this world.

"If only I could save you..."

The red bean bracelet on Old Madam Duan's wrist seemed to sense something, and it snapped off with a bang, and the red beans fell to the ground with a clatter.

With dull eyes, Yan Rui lowered his head and looked at the red beans rolling everywhere on the ground. He reached out to pick them up, but his fingers trembled so badly that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't finish picking them up.

At this moment, the closed door was pushed open, there was a sound of footsteps, and a shadow fell on his head for a moment, Yan Rui watched a red bean rolled under the leather shoe.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, and Duan Chen said in a calm voice, "What are you doing?"

Yan Rui raised his head, "Achen, grandma has left."

When Duan Chen heard this, his pupils shrank, he pushed Yan Rui away abruptly, and walked quickly to Old Madam Duan's bed.

"Grandma." The old lady's face was pale, and her lips had lost all color. No matter how you looked at it, she had lost her vital signs.

Next to the heartbeat and respiration display, those few lines have disappeared.

Duan Chen felt dizzy and dizzy, and his mind went blank.

"how come"

It was the same when I lost my parents more than ten years ago. The already suffocating air seemed to suddenly become eerie. The large swaths of darkness seemed to swallow people up, and the body fell deeper and deeper into the extremely cold abyss. .

Duan Chen didn't know where the strength came from, he turned around and grabbed Yan Rui's collar, picked him up and yelled at him.

"Can't you save people? Why don't you save grandma?"

Yan Rui lowered his eyes, "I can't save it" No one noticed that his body was shaking.

"How could it be? You have lived for so long, why can't you be saved?" Yan Rui is a snake demon. Isn't it said in the book that demons can save people?

Duan Lin and Uncle He who came in immediately saw Duan Chen grabbing Yan Rui's collar, and hurried forward.

Duan Lin grabbed Duan Chen's waist, and Uncle He supported Yan Rui.

Duan Lin caught a glimpse of the heartbeat monitor from the corner of his eye, and the tears that had just stopped streaming down again, he held Duan Chen's waist firmly to prevent him from approaching Yan Rui.

"Brother, grandma is dead, Yan Rui is just an ordinary person, how could he save grandma!"

Duan Chen's ears were ringing, he didn't hear what Duan Lin said at all, he was still staring at Yan Rui, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"I said he can save him if he can save him, Yan Rui, save her!"

In Duan Lin's opinion, his brother was crazy to say such a thing.

Yan Rui's breath stagnates: "I can save people, but I can't bring them back to life..."

Duan Chen abruptly stopped and did not move, but his gaze was still full of viciousness.

Duan Lin felt panicked when he saw it, "Brother, have you forgotten what grandma told you just now? You are blaming Yan Rui here, why don't you think about yourself."

"Grandma is sick, how many days have you been with her? You don't even know she's in the hospital!"

Don't use grandma as an excuse for not telling him. If you really care about someone, how can you hide her illness.

Duan Chen has always known that the old lady's health is not good. Since half a year ago, her health has been getting worse day by day.

Duan Chen didn't speak, he just stood quietly, Duan Lin let go of Duan Chen, and the two brothers stood beside the bed together.

Yan Rui clenched the red beans tightly, "I'm sorry."

Uncle He persuaded: "Mr. Yan, it's not your fault. If you hadn't saved the old lady at the beginning, the old lady might not be able to survive now." In his opinion, Yan Rui has done a good job, at least compared to Hello Duan Chen.

Uncle He made preparations two days ago. After the old lady died, he arranged the funeral, burned paper money and set off firecrackers.

The money burned when a person dies is called passing money. With this money, the soul of the dead can smoothly lead the way to rebirth.

Mrs. Duan likes to walk quietly, and only a few relatives are present at the funeral.

There was a murmur in the air.

Uncle He squatted down, burning the ghost paper with hurt eyes all over his eyes.

Yan Rui threw the handful of red beans in his pocket into the brazier.

When Uncle He saw it, he said, "The old lady loved this bracelet you gave her the most. She didn't even want to take it off when she went to sleep."

"I would have done more if I had known."

"The old lady has always known your mind."

When they left the cemetery, it was already dark, and Duan Chen took Yan Rui into the car.

Duan Chen was in a bad state of mind and was not suitable for driving, so he specially called Assistant Zhang to drive the car.

Duan Chen and Yan Rui were sitting in the back seat, leaning against the car door with a distance between them.

Obviously they can touch each other with just stretching out their hands, but Duan Chen feels that they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, and there is a distance that they will never get together.

Yan Rui was more indifferent to him than before.

After getting in the car, he kept his gaze out of the window, without looking back at Duan Chen.

The tense atmosphere in the silent carriage collapsed into a string.

Yan Rui's cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the icy atmosphere.

Yan Rui came back to his senses and took out the phone from his pocket to check. It was his manager calling.

Yan Rui picked it up: "Hello?"

"Yan Rui, would you take the variety show I mentioned earlier?"

It was only now that Yan Rui remembered that five days had passed since the one-week reply he had given back then.

"What time is the itinerary?"

"If you agree to participate, you will go next Friday."

That means there is still a week to go, but it still needs to be signed in the middle.

"Are you going? If you want to go, I will tell the director, and then make an appointment with the company to sign the contract."

"How long will it take to participate in the variety show?"

"Ten days and a half months at the beginning, and then rest for a few days to continue recording."

Yan Rui was very willing to let him temporarily "escape" this place for ten days and half a month.

Just as he was about to agree, Duan Chen said, "No."

The carriage was too quiet, even if Yan Rui didn't turn on the speaker, Duan Chen could still hear clearly.

Yan Rui didn't stop talking without Duan Chen's words, but the manager couldn't help but wonder who it was.

Yan Rui: "I agree to go, you go and talk to the director."

"Good reward." The manager happily hung up the phone.

— Duan Chen next to him darkened his face, "Didn't I tell you not to go? Why did you agree!"

Now Yan Rui is getting more and more indifferent to him, Duan Chen can't imagine how strange he will be when he comes back after half a month away.

"Who are you to me, why can't I promise my job and decide my life."

Duan Chen was startled, then looked at Yan Rui in disbelief, he couldn't believe that these words came from Yan Rui's mouth.

"Who am I to you, do you want me to prove it to you?" Duan Chen grabbed Yan Rui's right hand and pulled him into his arms.

Yan Rui instinctively wanted to push him away, his actions undoubtedly angered Duan Chen.

Duan Chen, who was enveloped in anger and didn't pay attention to his reaction at all, bit his lip hard.

- A faint salty taste continued to spread into his mouth. After touching it for about half a minute, he seemed to understand what it was. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Yan Rui below him.

He thought the salty smell was Yan Rui's tears, but his face was clean, only blood mixed with saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't bite Duan Chen, but bit himself, with a gash on his tongue, bleeding out uncontrollably.

This kind of scene hurt Duan Chen's eyes all of a sudden, he grabbed Yan Rui's jaw fiercely, forcing him to open his mouth.

After seeing the wound on his tongue, he said: "You don't want me to touch you so much, and you don't hesitate to bite yourself for it?"

"Why do I want you to touch it?" Yan Rui's tone was so cold for the first time, it made the bones in his body ache from the cold.

"Just because you are mine, we got married and got a certificate, and I am your husband!"

Husband, what a kind word.

"Are you really my husband? What do you think of me as yours?"

"Where were you when I was hacked by the whole Internet? What were you doing when I was almost killed by Zhou Ran? What were you thinking when the people I care about who liked me almost died because of me?"

Yan Rui reached out and grabbed Duan Chen's clothes, asking questions one after another, his voice gradually changing from calm to trembling. "You are just coaxing your Zhou Ran, trying every means to make him happy, and to clear him of his crimes."

Yan Rui, he knows, he knows everything.

"So you're blaming me?"

Yan Rui tilted his head and smiled, and twitched the corners of his mouth nervously: "How dare I blame Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan has a lot of things to do every day, and I am very satisfied if he can spare some time to deal with me, and I knew you liked Zhou Ran, didn't you?" Is it? Now that I am like this, it is my own fault."

The expression on Duan Chen's face didn't fluctuate much, but his eyes became a little subtle.

It's not like that, everything he's done during this time is not just trying to deal with him perfunctorily.

He had thought about treating Yan Rui well and wanting to be with him.

He no longer loves Zhou Ran.

He thought so in his heart, but he said unforgivingly, "When you chose to enter the entertainment industry, you should have known that there would be such a result. I persuaded you."

The words that came out of Duan Chen's mouth turned into thin needles that pierced Yan Rui's flesh, one needle didn't hurt or itch, but thousands of needles could kill someone.

So, he did it on his own.

He couldn't compare to Zhou Ran, even though Zhou Ran killed people and did all kinds of bad things, in Duan Chen's heart he was still clean and pure-hearted.

During the five-day wake, Yan Rui had already thought a lot about it. With both hands, he pushed Duan Chen away, and calmly said, "Let's get a divorce."

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