The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 332 You dare to go up today
I didn't stop him, so he relaxed his movements, fiddled with him for a while, and seemed to be really going to do it.I finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Can your heart take it?"

"The heart is fine." He panted lightly, looked at me and said, "The arm is fine."

I didn't speak, but he made a gesture to suppress me.I quickly pushed him again: "Is the heart really okay?"

"It's really all right." He pressed his forehead against mine, and asked in a low voice, "What else do you want to talk about?"

"If your heart is really fine, then your arm is not a problem." I was afraid that he would lie to me: "You promise that you are really fine?"

"I promise." He said as he tried to do something, but I grabbed my hand.

He showed impatience and bit my neck.I couldn't help but let out a yelp, feeling him rub his cheek against the place where he had just bit me, like a puppy asking for affection.

I was a little soft-hearted, and felt that it was not good, and it would be fatal if it failed.In the end, he was ruthlessly prescribed, saying, "Let's ask the doctor first."

He rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you call the doctor now?" I said, "OK?"

He was not happy, his face darkened.

I said, "Either call the doctor, or you go down."

Without saying a word, he bit down again.I let him bite for a while, pushed him away, and could feel that his strength was not so strong, and I still want to do this with this little ability?I said, "Go down."

He doesn't move.

I pushed his shoulder: "Go down, stop making trouble."

He still didn't move, and I was about to speak again when I suddenly felt something was wrong.He couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, and looked down, very speechless.

A triumphant smirk appeared on his face, then he frowned suddenly, hissed, and said, "Hand hurts."

I quickly helped him, and when he pressed on me and twisted, I realized that I was completely fooled.

I asked, "Does your hand still hurt?"

He twisted, shaking his head.

"Does your heart hurt?"

He twisted again, shaking his head again.

"Don't move!" I couldn't help being strict: "I don't want you to do it, it's not to harm you! Get up!"

He ignored me, closed his eyes, and kept going.

All came in, so I could only admit defeat, endured it for a while, and asked, "Shall we change?"

He immediately put his arms around my shoulders, rolled nimbly, and lay down stretched.

It was already late at night when I got this old man done, and my daughter was going to breastfeed again.I hugged Lian Yin, and while coaxing her, I was already so sleepy that I was about to collapse.I don't remember anything about it at all, but I suddenly dreamed that someone was strangling Lian Yin's slender neck.The veins in that hand were exposed, and I looked online along the hand, and saw Fanyin's grinning face.

I woke up, and found that it was not yet dawn, Lianyin was still in my arms, her little hands were curled up in my arms, and she was sleeping soundly with her mouth open.

Fanyin was also there, lying beside me, leaning against the head of the bed and flipping through the diary.

The lights in the room were warm and dim, my heart beating wildly due to the nightmare gradually calmed down, I hugged Lian Yin and kissed, and then I felt a hand on my head.

When I looked up, I found it was Fanyin.

I asked, "What time is it?"

"03:30." As he answered, he withdrew his hand and turned to the next page.

I asked, "Do you have any impression of this diary?"

He shook his head: "One of them looks like my character."

"It's obviously you."

"I do not remember."

"Oh." I said, "I wanted to ask about your future."

"Behind?" He asked suspiciously.

"Well, wait until you finish reading."

He didn't answer at first, but about 10 minutes later, halfway through the review, he suddenly said, "I remember my dad always beat me."

I didn't speak because he didn't need me to speak: "I was stupid when I was a child... maybe not stupid, it was him who was stupid, but I don't know why I remember."

So I think the diary is not divided very thoroughly.

He continued: "You see, my dad usually pretends to be gentle, but in fact he is cruel and emotional. He always said that he hated me. In fact, that was just an excuse. He just used to beat me to release himself. negative emotions."

I don't want to talk because I was also beaten.

I feel like I am the most innocent.

He asked, "I heard you visited him today?"

"Yeah." I said, "He doesn't rest, doesn't take medicine or drink water, and walks around on the ground, which makes people very worried."

"Don't worry, he won't die." Rubbing the paper of the diary with his fingers, he sighed while turning the pages, "Sometimes I really can't figure it out, what crime did I do to have such a father?"

"Don't think about it, you can't change it," I said, "but don't make the kids think about it."

He was silent at first, then turned his head to look at me for a long time, and said: "Give me a little more time, I promise, if I can't find any other way to cure the disease, then I will take medicine."

"How old is one point?" I don't need him to answer, I know the answer: "Xing Xing's temper can't help you in your career, and Nian Nian is so young. Zhun Yi's age is enough, but you may feel in your heart that he is a son-in-law after all. , and your daughter’s personality is so weak, once Zhunyi has another heart, she will only suffer. So I am the most hopeful, but now that Achang is gone, I am not so reassuring in doing things. So don’t promise Well, I don't see any hope in ten years."

He stopped talking.

Yes, I want him to take medicine.Because taking medicine is the unanimous suggestion of all the doctors who have seen him, and it is also the only treatment for this disease in the medical field.

I also know that he can't eat now, so don't mention it, don't promise me, and don't give me hope.

In the following time, Fanyin didn't speak any more, and I couldn't help but fell asleep for a while, but because Fanyin was by my side, I couldn't sleep well.

It was not long before the servant woke us up, for it was time for the funeral.

I went downstairs to have breakfast with Fanyin, and he asked, "Where's Niannian?"

"I'm sleeping."

"Go and call her." Fanyin said, "She has to go to the funeral."

"She went to the funeral at such a young age?" I said, "She doesn't know that Achang has passed away, and she has no clothes."

Fanyin frowned: "What have you been doing these days?"

"Why would I say such a thing to such a young child?"

"Achang is the father of her brother-in-law, and three generations of the family have worked for our family." Fanyin said, "How can she not attend the funeral? Hurry up and call, and buy clothes now."

"Please!" I asked, "Have you become sweeter?"

Fanyin looked at her watch and said coldly, "I will hand over my career to her in the future."

"That wouldn't make her attend the funeral at the age of five, would it?"

"It depends on who it is." He said, "It's because you didn't think carefully and didn't tell the child earlier. Ask her to come out, and I'll tell her."

"She doesn't want your career!" I didn't call: "You don't even play dead people in cartoons for such a young child to watch, but you let her go to the funeral! Yesterday you complained about your father, today you are doing this kind of inhumane thing!"

Fanyin immediately turned cold: "She only needs to attend this funeral before she becomes an adult, because Achang's status is second only to mine."

"But remember last time..."

"Shut up! Do you have a conscience!" He slapped the table, stood up and said, "He did it to save you!"

In fact, I can still refute, I can say, then I went in to save his father.

But I didn't want to argue any further, and just said: "Last time when Nian Nian shot your father, she was greatly stimulated and frightened. The doctor suggested to calm her down slowly and not let me stimulate her. Participate Do you have to see the body at the funeral? Do you have to go to the cemetery? Can you think of a more exciting place than this? If you dare to take her there today, I will divorce you and take them all away in my lifetime. Who cares? Your broken career that drives good people into mental illness? Living well is nothing more important than anything!"

He stood there listening, looking at his watch, and was about to go up when I finished speaking.

I quickly ran over to stop him and said, "Do you dare to go up and try?"

He stopped and frowned: "You are really unreasonable."

"You are unreasonable." I said, "You are still thinking of blaming him for all the bad things. You really are not a husband at all."

He froze for a moment, but didn't speak.

Even if Fanyin really wanted to go to Nian Nian, she wouldn't just ask about Nian Nian being frightened.

Although I don't know why this guy insisted on Niannian, but now I can be sure that he definitely didn't have good intentions, and before I told him, he already knew that Achang died to save me.I said, "Achang is gone, Xingxing must marry Zhunyi. What do you think?"

He raised his eyelids and looked at me with a gloomy look in his eyes.

It seems to be for this matter?He cared about rape, especially when it was his child.

I was about to speak again, but he had already spoken first: "Get out of the way."

"No." I said, "I'm a fool!"

Without saying a word, he stretched out his arm and pushed it with his palm.I really didn't expect him to have such great strength. Not only was he pushed aside, but he also kicked me.Fortunately, the stairs are not high, but the pain from falling down still makes me weak all over.

He had already taken the opportunity to go up, and I quickly shouted: "Stop!"

His figure stopped.

I leaned on the railing and climbed up, feeling as if my forehead was bleeding, but it didn't hurt too much.No matter, I shouted: "If you dare to go up today, I will go to the hospital and kill your daughter!"

He turned his face to the side, and I couldn't see his expression clearly.I only know that he only made a slight pause, and then continued to walk up.

It seems that the stars are only modest in his heart.

No, Britney is already an emotionless personality.

I had no choice but to run up and continue to order: "Stop!"

He didn't even need to stop this time, and continued to walk up without hearing anything.

I rushed over and grabbed his injured arm, he shuddered, and the other hand quickly pinched my arm, excruciating pain like pliers.

(End of this chapter)