The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 415 Never Coming Back Again

In the mirror, there was obvious boredom on his face, but luckily he restrained himself from letting go.

I picked up the comb and combed my hair.He also pulled my hair not long ago, I didn't feel it at the time, but I lost a lot of broken hair the next day.So my hair looks frizzy, ripped off and standing on top of my head like broken limbs from a battlefield, stuck in a heap of corpses pointing to the sky.

The picture was so disturbing that I didn't look in the mirror anymore, but lowered my head.About the same time I lowered my head, I saw Fanyin's legs leave my side and walk out.

I felt a burst of relief, and quickly gathered my hair, touched a hair tie from the table and tied it up. When I looked in the mirror again, I found that I still looked old and had no energy at all.

But at this moment, I suddenly realized that my facial features are actually pretty good. Although it is not as beautiful as Sheng Mengmeng's, it is by no means mediocre.

I never felt this way before, and even felt that compared with those sisters, I was still too ordinary.And between Fanyin and me, he seems to be the better looking one.

It was the first time I discovered that I was actually pretty, but it was a cruel discovery, because my best years were gone, it would never come back, and I wasted nothing left of it In such a marriage.

It's completely gone.

I don't know what youth means to other women, but I find that I don't want to lose it at all, especially in the form of premature aging.

I exchanged the best years of my life for scars, fractures, slaps, and the face of a resentful woman.

I have suffered many, many times in the past, and regretted many, many times, but there has never been a time, like this moment, that allows me to understand so clearly: what I lost will never come back.

Never again.

Never again.

It took me some time to calm myself down. After all, life is still going on. Although I have given up hope, I don't know why I don't want to die.Probably because I have never been the kind of person who can live brilliantly and wither brilliantly.I'm just a loser who has no integrity and would rather go to this point than call it quits.

Fortunately, Fan Yin wasn't there. After I had finished packing up, someone knocked on the door again. This time it was a servant, saying that Fan Yin asked them to come and accompany me.

All the way to the tarmac safe and sound, there is no sign of old man Fan, Dr. Shen, Lin Zhunyi and others.Fanyin had already boarded the plane, and when I got on, he was sitting on the seat, with his laptop open, apparently dealing with business.Seeing me coming, he closed the computer, seemed to have adjusted his emotions, looked at me with a smile, and asked, "Why are your eyes red?"

I didn't answer and put on my seat belt.

He stopped talking, and soon the plane started to take off.

A familiar yet unfamiliar sense of weightlessness came, and I closed my eyes.

There was a light itch on the back of the hand, and Fan Yin's voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Do you still remember how to fly a plane?"

"I don't remember." I really don't remember.

I didn't hear him, but I felt him take my hand.

I tried to withdraw my hand, but I couldn't resist him, so I had to clenched my fist.

He spoke again, with a very relaxed tone, "My father said that I wanted to be a pilot when I was a child. He was very angry. He thought that kind of job was a wage earner and short-lived. He hated all jobs with a boss."

"..."

"Do you still remember, that's what he said about you back then." He said with a smile, "He really hates pilots."

"I'm not a pilot." I haven't been a pilot for a day.

With my attitude, it must be very difficult to have a conversation, but his tone was very natural: "Don't you want to ask me who I am now? Guess who I am?"

I didn't speak.

I used to think who he is is very important, because the second personality is my husband, no matter how cruel the No. 1 personality is, as long as my husband is still there, I will have the motivation to persevere.Later I felt that who he is is very important, because although the second personality has become very bad, but No. 1 is the father of my child, he is so good to the child, I can also expect him to become better.

But it doesn't matter now.

However, I don't want to say this, because I know that if I say it, he will continue to argue with me, and I don't want to argue with him again.

He was bored, so he was silent for a while, but it wasn't long before I heard his voice again: "Asleep?"

I'm not sleepy at all, but of course I don't open my eyes.I hope he thinks I'm asleep and stops talking to me.

He was silent again, and after a while I realized he let go of my hand.

Feeling relaxed, I suddenly felt his palm pressing down on my stomach.I don't know what he was doing, but I felt a very strong sense of insecurity, and I was about to open my eyes to see, when my back suddenly sank.The seat was lowered slowly.

His hands left my stomach and I felt a relief, lying in the flat seat, feeling a little more comfortable.

Something soft and fragrant covered my body, a blanket.

I moved and found a posture that I felt good about. This time I was really sleepy.

However, just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly felt something touching the corner of my eye.There were still bruises there, and I instinctively turned my head to hide.

He heard Fanyin's voice again: "Lingling."

I dare not move again.

"I know you're not asleep," he said.

"..."

"Can you open your eyes and talk to me." His tone was very gentle, I could feel his hot breath in my eyes, it seemed that he just touched the corners of my eyes with his lips.

He seemed to be stroking my cheek with his fingers, which made me uneasy, worried that if I didn't open my eyes, he would squeeze my jaw hard or slap me.But I really don't want to open my eyes.

As I thought about it, he was still talking: "I promise not to make you unhappy, just chat casually."

I'm not happy anymore.

"You also know that I have been taking medicine recently. It doesn't feel as bad as I imagined, but it does have some impact on my judgment and concentration. And I always feel that my mind is confused and I can't remember things." He smiled Say, "You know I've always had a good memory."

"..."

He asked: "Do you think I will not be cured, but take medicine and become a fool?"

It doesn't matter.

He doesn't need to eat it, as I have already said, I don't need him to eat it, and no one forces him to eat it.

Then he was silent for a long time, even though his eyes were closed, I felt that he seemed to be looking at me.It felt unsettling, until I woke up with a sudden pain in my mouth.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw his squinted eyes with a sly smile inside.

Although I knew it was useless, I could only push him with my hands, but I didn't expect to push him away very neatly.He touched my mouth with his hand, and said with a smile: "I knew you couldn't pretend."

I asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I just said it, just chatting." Half of his body was already pressed on me, and this gesture was a bit lingering.He began to gently touch my face again, looked at me tenderly and affectionately, and asked, "Why were you crying just now?"

I said, "Let's talk about your medicine."

"The doctor said that he can't guarantee that he can eat well, but at least he and I won't be irritable." He said softly, "In other words, I won't beat you again."

I didn't speak.

He leaned his forehead against mine, was silent for a while, and said, "Lingling..."

"..."

"You know, I'm a very competitive person, so I can't help but want to beat you." He held my wrist with his hand, rubbed his thumb against my palm, and said softly, "I subconsciously feel that as long as I beat you Now, you will stay with me, and there will be no more trouble."

I really didn't want to talk to him a word, and naturally I didn't want to answer.

As much as I've been trying to look away, he's so close I can't ignore him.I can still see him out of the corner of my eye, and I can see his eyes fixed on mine.He said to himself, as if he didn't feel bored or embarrassed at all, "I was wrong for those words before. I know that Niannian likes me a lot because of your credit. I also admit that I really didn't beautify it for you. What. I will in the future, help her to understand you better, okay?"

"..." I have no interest in all the topics he said.

"Actually, she likes you too. Of course she likes you. She was born by you. What kind of ill will can she do to you? It's just because you want a divorce and she thinks you will abandon her. That's why she thinks that as long as we figure out a way together, you'll be fine." I won’t get a divorce.” He said, “You don’t have a mother, so you don’t know, in fact, you have a mother, and losing your mother will not be easier than never. I’m not trying to kidnap you with this kind of words, I’m just I hope you understand Nian Nian. You told her yourself that you were going to get a divorce. She was very scared. She was sent away not long after she was born. When she first came back, I had to hold her to sleep, because she was afraid that she would wake up again. was sent away."

Apparently he found the right entry this time, because he made me very sad.

Sad for Nian Nian, but also for myself.

But he didn't stop, and while wiping the tears on my face with his hands, he said: "She said that every time you visit her, she will be a good baby, because she thinks that if she is more sensible and obedient, you can treat her well." Take it home, you see, even though she doesn't see you much, she still wants to live with you. You don't know, when she first came back, every time there was a cartoon on TV with kids and moms and dads , she will definitely cry, and she will come back at that time, but she will still be sad because of this. In fact, she is smarter than you think, I dare not think that she used to be like this when she was at my mother's house , watching TV by myself, comparing the children on TV with myself, and finding that I don’t have a mother and a father, and I feel sad because of this.”

I couldn't bear it anymore, turned my head and asked, "Didn't you cause this?"

(End of this chapter)