The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 562 Farewell to You
I said, "Sorry."

He returned to his senses and asked, "What?"

"My words are so vicious," I said, "but it's the truth."

"No," he said, "I just didn't expect him to be in such a bad situation. Did someone order it?"

"It is said that the police are investigating the case." I said, "But with so many lives in his hands, it is not surprising that more people want to kill him."

He sighed slightly.

I repeated again: "I'll be back tomorrow."

"Then tell me the time when you arrive," he said softly, "I'll pick you up at the airport."

"No need." I said, "It might be early in the morning. It's too hard to pick me up."

"It's okay." He smiled: "I haven't seen you for a while, I miss you a little."

Maybe it's because I'm too sensitive. His last sentence gave me a tender and shy feeling.

This night, I suffered from insomnia again, and I drank a few glasses of wine to no avail. Finally, I took a sleeping pill, and finally had a night full of dreams.In these bizarre dreams, there are Pu Lan and Meng Jiancong, but there is no Fan Yin.

Early the next morning, I went to see Mrs. Han as agreed. Her husband has recently resumed work at the foundation, and she has been working at the local branch recently.

I made an appointment yesterday, and it was arranged by her secretary at that time, and the other party seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and readily agreed.

She was waiting for me in the office when I came today.

When I walked in, she greeted me quite accommodatingly and dismissed the others.After I sat down, I was able to observe her carefully. In my impression, Mrs. Han was always a very decent woman, although she was not very beautiful. Even when she was wearing pajamas, she did not feel depressed at all.Fanyin has the same eyes and face shape as hers, which makes people feel confident and domineering.Today she also dressed up meticulously, but her fatigue and weakness could not be concealed between her brows. Obviously, what happened to Fan Yin made her very worried.

While I was watching her, she asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Coffee is good."

She nodded, pressed the phone, and said, "Two cups of Biluochun."

I remind her: "I drink coffee."

She was obviously taken aback for a moment, then said to the phone, "Pour two cups of coffee."

Then I pressed the hang up button, gave me a wry smile, and said, "Sorry."

At this moment, she immediately showed a little old look, and said, "I'm getting older, and my brain can't keep up with it."

I said, "I went to see Fanyin yesterday."

She just looked up at me, her lips moved, but she didn't speak.

I said, "My 'friends' at the hospital and the police station said it was the police who ordered it. Isn't that inappropriate? Didn't you find a relationship?"

She shook her head and said weakly: "It's all the result of the court's judgment, and he himself is determined not to appeal. I talked to him before the judgment, and I expected this to happen."

I asked, "He is determined not to appeal?"

"Yes." She leaned back in the chair, sighed and said, "He used to commit suicide all the time. I always thought he was just in pain, and tried every means to force him and coax him, just hoping that he could live. He said that instead of make him suffer more."

I said, "Yesterday he looked as if he might as well be dead."

"I can't buy a murderer to go in and kill him." She seemed to be ashamed.

I didn't speak.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. It was Mrs. Han's secretary, who came in with coffee, set them up for us, and went out.

I took a sip from my coffee cup and heard her ask, "What do you want to see me today?"

"Just wanted to ask about it." I said, "I didn't expect you to be inactive."

I can be sure that my father did not manipulate this case, so Mrs. Han has no reason to see her son suffer so much.

She smiled wryly, and said after a long time: "If you just come to me to say such things, then go away after drinking coffee. I'm sorry for you, and I didn't treat you well, but I think he has nothing to say anymore. It was paid to you as a price."

Although her tone was calm, I could fully hear the meaning in her words: "Do you think I'm here to add insult to injury?"

She looked at me and said, "You have other evidence. If you don't let him in because of domestic violence, then he has to go in because of other things. Compared with wife beating, the crime of homicide is more serious."

I said, "There is, but the evidence has been destroyed by my father."

"What was the last thing you said in court?" she said.

I couldn't help but paused, put down the coffee cup, and said, "It seems that I was really rude today."

She just looked at me: "So why are you here?"

Her words stopped me.

It's a reason to come here to make trouble, why on earth am I here?I want to ask her, how can she let the hospital treat Fanyin so badly?That is clearly not letting him die, but making him unable to live or die.But even I thought this behavior was really boring. From the moment he started to attack Nian Nian, I decided that he was a lunatic who would never get better. I only hated him, and I had more sympathy yesterday.

But these are not enough reasons for me to come to Mrs. Han to talk about this matter.

I couldn't answer, but luckily she didn't force me to say it, so she just said, "I heard you plan to remarry?"

I was very surprised: "How can there be such a rumor?"

"I drank tea with Meng Jiancong's aunt the day before yesterday. She said that both the Meng family and your father were interesting, and asked me about your character." She smiled and said, "The people in the Meng family are very nice, and Meng Jiancong is especially nice. , his only shortcoming is probably that he has no ambition, but this should not be a problem for you."

I said, "I haven't developed this far with him yet."

She smiled and said: "Don't worry, I told her that you are fine. I also know that it is presumptuous to ask you, but if you want to remarry, I hope Nian Nian can come back to us. I know you don't like it Prosperity, I will bring her by my side. I am afraid Yinyin is going to walk ahead of me, I want to have a child by my side, seeing her is like seeing Yinyin."

With Fanyin's appearance, if he suffers for a few more days, he probably has no chance of surviving.I saw tears welling up in her eyes when she said these words, and I could see that her sadness was not disguised at all.

Of course I couldn't give her an affirmative answer, I only gave a vague answer.She didn't force it either. After talking about this matter, she chatted a few more unnutritious things, and then gave me an order to evict me under the pretext of a meeting.Obviously, she didn't want to grant my request to visit, but she wanted to talk about it and let me come.

I also understand that although Fanyin hurt Niannian because of this incident, my undisguised hatred in court made her blame me.

In the afternoon, I went to the hospital again.

Yesterday's doctor was still there, and my return brought him a large income, so he was very happy and said: "He's sober today, maybe you can talk to him."

I asked, "Have the police been here?"

"Not yet." The doctor seemed to see through my heart and said, "I haven't reported this matter."

I looked at him and said, "Thank you."

He smiled flatteringly and led me the same way.

This road is still gloomy and makes me very uncomfortable, and the door of the ward is still the same.When the door was opened, it was still the same iron fence as the beast area of ​​the zoo, and there was a person sitting behind it.

The hair was still felt like felt, and the hospital gown on his body seemed to have not been changed for a while. Although it was not very dirty, there were bloodstains.He sat cross-legged on the ground, staring straight at me.His face is not dirty, but thin, out of shape, no matter how beautiful a person is, once he is so thin, he will appear like a ghost.

I sat on the sofa and saw his eyeballs follow my body in a numb manner, finally staying on my face.Suppressing the discomfort, I called softly, "Fanyin?"

He didn't speak, just looked at me like this, and that gesture made me suspect that what was sitting in front of him was a dead body.

The situation is indeed better than yesterday, but I don't think we can talk.

But despite thinking this way, I said, "Didn't you say you were well? Why did you start going crazy again in court?"

Unsurprisingly, he didn't answer.

"Did those words lie to me?" I asked, "But if you lie to me, you lie to me. Why do you want to hurt Niannian like that?"

He was still looking at me like that, without even moving any part of his body.

I said, "I came yesterday to check on your situation. I came today to say goodbye to you."

He still doesn't speak, I think he really can't understand.

If he really lived like this for the rest of his life, he might be happier than he was before.Although he looked so miserable, at least he didn't know that he was so miserable.The smarter you are, the more painful it is. If you are completely stupid, you don't have those troubles.

So, I just said these words to myself: "For the past six months, I have been deliberately not paying attention to your news. At first, Nian Nian still whispered in my ears that I wanted a father, but later I realized that I really didn't want to hear it, so I stopped talking about it. It's been more than ten years, and I have never lived such a long time without you at all. Frankly speaking, I think this kind of life is happy and safe, but I am not used to it, and I often think of you. "

Of course he still didn't move, still didn't speak, even his eyes were so blank.

Obviously nothing happened, but I suddenly felt a burst of sadness, which came surging and menacing.I was controlled by it in an instant, and I couldn't help but want to cry: "I... I often think of you, and the time when we were good together. I thought that as long as I sent you in, I would be free, and there would be no more pain . But the fact seems not to be the case.”

Not surprisingly, he remained numb.

I let myself cry for a long time before I felt that the emotions I had suppressed for the past six months were finally released.Then I regained my composure and looked at him again: "Today is the last time I will see you. Next I plan to be with someone else. Your mother wants me to read to her, but I don't intend to agree. If your illness If you can still recover, I hope you live well, if not, then I just hope you live happily."

(End of this chapter)