morbidly addicted

Chapter 4 Scars and Roses

Fu Jingxing hugged the baby fondly and shook it. After playing with the baby for a while, the hostility accumulated in his heart was exhausted, and then he put the baby back in the cradle again, took out his mobile phone and called his sister .

"Qianyu, come to me this time. Your sister-in-law is sick, so come and have a look."

Fu Qianyu was a medical student. In the year Li Jingman married Fu Jingxing, Fu Jingxing approached her like this no less than thirty times on and off.

As soon as she heard the words, she could basically guess what was going on, and immediately agreed, rummaged around in the office, took some medicine, and rushed to Fu's house as quickly as possible.

It was only a few tens of minutes before and after, but Fu Jingxing's mood, which had just been healed by the child, gradually became depressed for no reason.

When Fu Qianyu arrived, he stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his pockets expressionlessly, looking out at the night. His back was like a sharpened sword, emitting a cold air silently.

"Brother, I'm here." Fu Qianyu didn't dare to offend him, so she called him in a low voice, and asked timidly, "Where's Manman?"

Fu Jingxing frowned and looked at her. He only glanced at her casually, and Fu Qianyu immediately reacted and changed his address, and smiled reluctantly, "I mean sister-in-law, where is she? I'll go and see her."

There was lingering gloom in Fu Jingxing's eyes, and his tone was cold: "Turn left on the third floor to the first room, you and her were friends before, please persuade her, don't always quarrel with me like this, in the end it will be the one who suffers Herself?"

Fu Qianyu reluctantly raised the corner of her lower lip, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile.

During her four years in college, she had only made a friend like Li Jingman, and in the end, because of Fu Jingxing, the two began to drift apart.

Even if Li Jingman didn't say anything, she knew that Li Jingman should blame her.

If it wasn't for her, Li Jingman would not have met Fu Jingxing.

A doomed encounter indirectly ruined two people.

Fu Jingxing no longer looked like Fu Jingxing, and Li Jingman...

Whether he wants to admit it or not, Li Jingman's life was indirectly ruined by him.

Fu Qianyu found the room Fu Jingxing had mentioned in silence. The door was ajar, so she pushed the door open and went in.

As soon as you enter the door, your sense of smell is filled with the overwhelming fragrance of roses.

The room is quiet and quiet, but it doesn't feel choking, on the contrary, it is very fragrant, but indistinctly, it seems to be mixed with a bit of bloody sweetness.

After seeing the indoor scene clearly, Fu Qianyu's pupils constricted suddenly, and she trotted to the bedside.

Among the fragrant black rose petals on the bed, Li Jingman lay pale and covered with a thin quilt. The closer Fu Qianyu got to her, the stronger the strange smell became.

She hurried to the bedside and held her frail and slender wrist. Before she could speak, tears fell down first.

"Manman..."

Li Jingman, whose eyes were slightly closed, raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and when she saw who was coming, she curled her lower lip mockingly, her voice slightly.

"He still knew what kind of situation would embarrass me the most."

She didn't name her directly, but Fu Qianyu knew exactly who the "he" she was talking about was very clear.

She looked at Li Jingman choked with sobs, sniffed, lifted the thin quilt and looked down, her eyes widened for a moment, and the teardrops she held back burst down again.

"How could he, how could he treat you like this..."

Li Jingman smiled wryly, sighed lightly, his gaze fell on the ceiling faintly, somewhat empty.

"Qianyu, I brought these injuries on myself."

Fu Qianyu's sobs stopped, and she looked at her puzzled.

Li Jingman's tone was light: "Fu Jingxing is really angry this time, he actually wants me to give him another child."

She thought of the milk doll in his arms that she was unwilling to touch with her fingers since birth, and there was still no emotion in his indifferent eyes.

"He really dares to think, one child can't keep me, can two children do?"

Fu Qianyu turned her head vigilantly for a moment, and saw that there was no movement at the door, so she tremblingly spoke out to persuade Li Jingman.

"Manman, you have been married to my brother for more than a year, and the child is almost one year old, what hurdles are there?" She spoke softly, and slowly figured it out: "You don't know my brother's temper. You know, the more you don't follow him, the more he will rebound, and you will be the one who will be injured."

"And..." A guilty conscience flashed across Fu Qianyu's delicate face, "And didn't you tell me at the beginning that you already fell in love with my brother? He is the only good in the world, and it is not difficult to fall in love with him..."

"Didn't you say all these things yourself? Think about it, think about it, and live a good life with him when you think about it. Don't torture him and yourself like this anymore, okay?"

By the floor-to-ceiling windows, Fu Jingxing, who was wearing a bluetooth headset and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, had a frozen expression, and his pupils, which were brighter than the night, were a little more complicated than words.

Li Jingman also said this to Fu Qianyu?How did he never know?
She liked him?She actually said she liked him?Did she really like him?
Why is he so unbelievable?

Earlier, when Li Jingman didn't give up and fought with him like a desperate divorce, he really couldn't see that she had any feelings for him.

While Fu Qianyu was speaking, he was already treating Li Jingman's wounds. Li Jingman knew that it was her who would suffer from the inflammation of the wounds, so his attitude was more cooperative.

When Fu Qianyu brought up the old incident again, her indifferent eyes, which were as indifferent as a pool of stagnant water, finally had some emotional fluctuations.

She blinked, her numb eyes moved slightly, and she stared lazily at the unknown void above her head. The beauty was shocking, but it also carried a sense of determination that transcended the world.

"Emotions can be cultivated, and hatred can also be cultivated." She murmured softly, "I should thank Fu Jingxing for allowing me to see his true face in advance before I was emotionally deep, so I was completely awake."

By the floor-to-ceiling windows, Fu Jingxing's eyes were slightly dazed, his lips were pale, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

Fu Qianyu was still persuading with kind words in a crying voice: "Don't say that, although my brother is sometimes a little bossy and does things to extremes, but I can see that he has you in his heart. I really want to be with you..."

"Besides, he has always felt guilty about that incident back then. As long as you are willing to follow him, in the days to come, he will definitely be willing to treat you better and compensate you."

Hearing her mention that year, Li Jingman's complexion turned pale, the ring on his left ring finger seemed to turn into a hot fire, and there was a pain that could break bones, she frowned, and wanted to take off the ring, But considering Fu Jingxing's threat, he dared not move.

After enduring like this for about two minutes, Fu Qianyu noticed that she was silent and lowered her head, only to find that Li Jingman was sweating profusely and seemed to have passed out from pain.

She parted Li Jingman's hair, looked at her face which was not much different from what she remembered, but her expression was extremely exhausted, and sighed faintly.

(End of this chapter)