divorce?Think beautifully!

Mu De woke up from the pain.

His stomach was overwhelmed, and the sharp pain tore the nerves, spreading and expanding little by little. He gradually opened his eyes, and in his vision, there was a blur of light and shadow.

"hiss……"

Raising his hand against his stomach, he increased his strength and suppressed the convulsion. Under the stimulation of the sharp pain, his vision became a little clearer. He leaned sideways on the bed, ready to sit up.

"slower."

Someone supported his back, helped him up little by little, and sat behind him, supporting his body.

Mu De was slightly taken aback.

The scene before falling asleep immediately came to mind, he suffocated, and subconsciously spoke, his voice hoarse: "Jiang Jiang..."

"She's gone out, Chu Jiao is looking for her."

A familiar whisper came from the back of his head, clean and gentle. At this moment, it seemed that something hit his heart directly, colliding with a sense of unreality that seemed like a world away.

The handsome and weak man gave a low laugh and tilted his head, "Is that why she left me to you?"

The people behind didn't answer the question, but asked instead: "Is it still hurting badly? Should I go to the hospital or go home? Or let the doctor come here."

The man was silent, then smiled again: "Xiao Kun, it's not suitable."

Even now, the pain didn't let him go, but he didn't show it on his face. If it wasn't for Chu Mingkun hugging him from behind and feeling the tension in his body, he would really have deceived this person.

"Why is it inappropriate?"

Jiang Jiang's words still echoed in his ears, so even though Chu Mingkun knew it was not the time to get to the bottom of it, he couldn't help but ask.

The knot is the reason, if you don't know anything, then you will have no way to start.

"Are your parents here?"

Mu De tilted his head to look at him with some difficulty. When he smiled, the lines in the corners of his eyes were light, and his voice was low and slow, with a consistent sense of stability.

Chu Mingkun understood, "Then I'll take you to the hospital."

Mu De still shook his head.

"Why?" Chu Mingkun was puzzled.

"You don't want to leave the venue for too long," the man coughed for a while, feeling a sharp pain in his stomach, and he took a moment to relax before continuing: "Today is an important occasion, and your parents also value it very much, Chu Heng is not here , you can't just sneak out and leave everything to Chu Jiao, right?"

Chu Mingkun was silent, knowing that what this person said was reasonable, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling sad.

This person is always like this, no matter what happens, he thinks about him immediately, thinks from his standpoint, and never thinks about himself.

"It doesn't matter," Chu Mingkun suppressed his choked throat, and said softly, "Chu Jiao can handle all of this, and Jiang Jiang is also there."

"Ah."

The man responded, closed his eyes, and seemed to think for a moment, "Jiang Jiang, as my heir, has all the right to speak for me and can make any decisions for me."

So outside matters, if Jiang Jiang is around, there will be no problems.

"Is it still hurting?"

Chu Mingkun took the warm water that had been placed on the bedside table long ago, and put it in front of the man's dry lips, "Drink some, let's go home."

The man didn't seem to want to drink much, he frowned, took a sip, and turned his head away.

His body was soaked in cold sweat, layers upon layers, and his clothes were wet, so he felt a little chilly.

Chu Mingkun understood his temperament, so he didn't force him, just hugged him from back to front, and let him lean into his arms.

"It won't hurt like this," Chu Mingkun rubbed his chin against the man's thin shoulder, "I'll rub it for you, okay?"

Over the years, although the two have had skin-to-skin kisses, the frequency is not much and the frequency is not high. This person has always been extremely gentle in matters between the beds, but when he is sick, he mostly stays away. my own.

So...to the point where he was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed, Chu Mingkun didn't meet many times, and they were all by chance.

"Mude..."

Chu Mingkun has a soft temper and is always careful. He has to ask this person about everything, and he is always afraid that there is something wrong that will make him uncomfortable.

The man lowered his eyes, the pain shuttled through his nerves, and even his breathing was intermittent. After a moment of silence, the hand on his stomach moved a little away, and his tone was very soft, "Okay."

Chu Mingkun hugged this man, and was startled to realize how light he was.

Westerners tend to have taller and wider bones, and the overall body shape also looks taller and stronger, but this person is not. Although the skeleton is thick and thick, it is like an empty shell, too light.

The stomach also deflated, and Chu Mingkun's palm was warm, and he pressed it gently, feeling the convulsion inside, hesitated for a moment, then became ruthless, and started to rub it.

He knew it was very painful, but this person didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, he just endured it, his breathing was heavy, and his body trembled violently.

What Jiang Jiang said echoed in his ears again, and Chu Mingkun was startled. Although he had never asked about this person's experience in the first half of his life, but...according to what Jiang Jiang said, it must have been extremely painful!

Even though it was extremely hard work, he still adopted Jiang Jiang, and regarded Jiang Jiang as his own son, as his own child.

How much has this person suffered?In comparison, Chu Mingkun was immediately ashamed of his cowardice.

It wasn't until the organs under the palm returned to calm, and the breath of the person in his arms became more stable, that Chu Mingkun stopped, gained some strength, and hugged Mu De tightly.

"Sorry……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was stained with tears, and big drops of tears fell down, pouring into the man's neck.

Mu De was startled, turned his head to look over, but still spoke softly, "What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Chu Mingkun sniffed, buried his head, did not speak, and sobbed softly, like a wounded little animal, pitifully tight.

After thinking for a while, Mu De knew what he was crying for, and immediately raised his wet and cold palm, and held the hand that was still wrapped around his stomach.

"Hey, don't feel sorry for me, I'm fine."

Chu Mingkun sniffed, held that hand behind his back, and said with a choked voice, "No, I just feel ashamed, I... only thought of myself, and my parents, and never thought about you, Mu De, sorry."

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

The corners of the man's lips are slightly curved, like the faint moonlight in the sky, the brilliance disappears in an instant.

When he looked up, his eyes were pale, but there were some ripples, his face was a little sickly, and his momentum was still there, which didn't make people feel too weak.

"Xiao Kun, be yourself."

He patted Chu Mingkun's hand, his tone was gentle, with a hint of persuasion: "Life is only lived once, no matter what you choose in the future, no matter where you go, I hope you can be yourself and be happy, only That way, when you get old, you won't feel regretful."

"Xiao Kun, I also have selfish intentions."