The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 645

This season is still hot, so there are not many people eating hot pot. Considering that Fanyin is afraid of being in public places, we are also sitting in a private room without even a window. There is only one room that is so small that a cat can only climb into it exhaust fan.

I had a strong appetite, and Fanyin was sitting across from me, picking and picking with chopsticks, and the expression on his face made people feel unappetizing.So I couldn't help asking: "Are you so annoying?"

"The taste is so-so."

"Do you know how long it takes to make an appointment to eat here?"

"Two hours early," he said.

I couldn't help but stare at him: "That's because I'm the chairman of S."

He snorted and said, "You'll be gone soon."

"So you won't be able to eat it if you want to in the future." I said.

He laughed immediately.

I asked: "What are you doing?"

"how?"

"Laughing so suddenly."

"Are you in a good mood." Obviously he is really in a good mood, and he is almost beaming: "You called me before, and your tone scared me into a cold sweat."

I said, "Didn't you persuade me already?"

"Just based on my two words?"

"How is it two sentences? You clearly said that one-fifth of my battery was lost."

He nodded and said, "I thought you would be stubborn."

"I..." I suddenly didn't know what I wanted to say. When I opened my mouth, my mind was empty and I couldn't say anything.In the past, I always had a lot of emotions towards my father. Although I blamed him, I secretly hoped that he would love me more.But in fact, I don’t know when I started, I seem to have been ready for this moment.

So, I hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the topic, saying: "Today, my seventh sister talked about you with me."

Fanyin frowned slightly, showing a look of vigilance: "What do you mean?"

"What's your expression like?"

"I think you have a silly expression." He said, "I haven't seen her for a long time."

I smiled and said: "You are 300 taels of silver here."

His cheeks twitched in the expression of a wary cat.

After confronting each other for a while, I couldn't help laughing, and while putting the vegetables on the plate into the pot, I said, "Just chatting casually, my seventh sister still seems to like you very much."

He relaxed, picked up his chopsticks and said, "There are too many women who like me."

"Narcissism." I said, "I just want to ask a question, and you don't have to answer it."

"Ask." As he said, he stretched out his chopsticks and stuffed a few vegetable leaves into his mouth.

I put a piece of fish into the pot and asked, "Why does my Seventh Sister miss you so much all these years?"

"Because I believe in religion." He said lightly, "I can't get married."

"Is there no other reason?"

He gave me a blank look and asked, "What else do you think is the reason?"

"My seventh sister is very beautiful."

"You're prettier," he said, stuffing a piece of fish into his mouth.

"She's also highly educated."

"I don't sleep with my degree certificate."

I curled my lips while putting the mushrooms: "Lie."

He also realized that his words were not good, and changed his words: "I mean the long term."

I said, "I think she's a lot better than me, really."

"Well, but she will definitely not live with me for the rest of my life." As he said, he picked up a piece of mushroom, chewed it, and frowned: "Raw."

"You cook it a little longer..." When I said this, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I used a colander to scoop up my pot, and found that there was almost nothing in it.

I couldn't help but blacken my face: "Why do you keep stealing from me?"

"You don't eat it after it's cooked."

I protected my pot, continued to put other ingredients, and said, "You answer the question."

"Answer what?" He said, "You also said, why is she obsessed with me? You have to ask her, how would I know?"

I didn't speak.

He became alert: "What are you trying to say? Why do I feel so dangerous?"

"I want to say, actually... I really don't think you're that good." I said, "And she knows about your illness."

I thought he would be angry, but he smiled: "I'm not that good, but many women still miss me."

"Really thick-skinned."

"Tell me the truth." He smiled confidently.

I really don't feel like I can talk to him anymore.

"However," he changed the topic, and his expression became serious: "None of them have seen my real appearance."

I kind of like this complex sound that makes a sigh of life at every turn.

"In their eyes, I am a pretty good man. Although your seventh sister knows about my illness and is also a doctor, I guarantee that once she sees me going crazy, she will not be frightened and my feelings will be greatly reduced. "He said.

I said, "Is this normal?"

"It's normal." He said with a smile, "So, I'm only suitable for you who are not normal."

"My feelings for you have been greatly reduced." Seeing his smug expression, I wanted to mock him a little.

"I don't have any." After he said this, he stretched his chopsticks into my pot again, and asked after failing, "Where's the stuff?"

I put half a plate of prawns in and said, "Your own pot is so close, why do you still come to steal mine?"

"How nice and sweet to eat together," he said, "and share each other's saliva by the way."

"Stop talking, I'm a little sick."

He pouted again: "Prudish."

I enjoyed the meal, but Fanyin didn't eat a few mouthfuls, obviously he really didn't like it at all.So, in order to thank him for taking the risk of "stinking" to eat hot pot with me, I next went to his residence to have a few dim sum with him.

During the period, we chatted casually, and Fanyin didn't touch me, and I didn't take the initiative to do anything.Maybe this is because the matter of getting back together is already a certainty, and he and I are no longer as urgent as before.

After eating almost, he asked, "Do you want to stay here at night, or go home?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'll go back now." He said, "I still have something to do tomorrow morning."

I was surprised and said, "So you only came to have a meal with me?"

"You can't even eat you," he said.

I said, "You flew for more than ten hours just to come and have a meal with me?"

He showed a puzzled face: "Is there a problem?"

"Of course." I was a little at a loss: "You...I mean this is too exaggerated, it's so tiring to come here."

"Of course it's not all about eating with you, and I want to have sex with you, but you eat too slowly, and there's no time." He said, "Besides, you don't agree."

I said, "It's OK if I get up at five o'clock tomorrow."

"I'm too late." He smirked.

I couldn't help staring at him: "What do you mean by that expression?"

"My Lingling is always so real," he said with a smile, "I have come all the way, how could it be really just for this kind of thing?"

"Isn't there still food?"

"That's not the point, of course."

"Then what's the point?"

"Actually, I told you before." His eyes were almost serious: "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

I shook my head and said, "You really don't understand me, I'm not someone who would commit suicide easily."

"It's because of the understanding that I feel scared," he said.

I didn't speak, but he avoided my eyes again and said, "Besides, I know what it feels like to lose power suddenly."

I said, "Did you want to die then?"

"Thinking about it for a few days," he said.

"Then why did you change your mind?"

"You call me and say you want me to take you away." He said with a smile.

Really, I saw tenderness and joy in his eyes.

This made me a little shy and didn't speak.

"Without you, I might have killed myself," he said.

"You obviously hate meeting me."

"Before I met you, the life of my personality was very empty. Except for making money, I had no connection with anyone." He said: "I often don't know what is the meaning of being a human being."

I said, "There are women."

He licked his lips lightly, and said awkwardly, "That's also part of the emptiness."

I said, "I think you're trying to make me happy, you didn't like me then."

"Yes, but I don't like others either." He said: "Although I didn't like you at the time, you brought me into a different life from before, gave me Nian Nian and Yin Yin, and made me feel loved Other people's taste."

That’s why I said, “Others can do this kind of thing.”

"No," he said. "They don't have that courage. There are a lot of women who want to be with me, but they don't know the real me. They're smart and scare away."

I said, "Let me put it this way, I find that I am not attractive except being stupid."

"This is your charm," he smiled, and his expression was really affectionate: "Whether it's beautiful, smart, virtuous, pungent, sexy... etc., I have experienced it. But I don't need anything else, I All it takes is your persistence."

I said, "You're making it sound like I'm taking advantage of your past fooling around."

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "You discovered all of this."

I said, "I'm at such a disadvantage that I didn't even pick one."

He darkened his face slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you pick it not long ago?"

"I didn't!" I just said this, and seeing his eyes brighten up, I felt unfair in my heart, so I hurriedly changed my words: "I didn't pick the right one."

Fortunately, he ignored my incoherent remarks, and just smiled and said, "It's evened anyway, right?"

"Obviously I'm at a disadvantage." I said.

He was not angry, just looked at me and smiled.

I was a little embarrassed, so I had to change the subject: "When will you come next time?"

"I don't know yet," he said, "I have a lot of things to do recently, and I don't have enough time. But if it depends on what you are looking for me for?"

"How about eating and chatting?"

"That's not interesting." He wrinkled his nose: "I can't ask for this dress."

"Pretentious." I asked, "What about sex?"

He looked at me with contempt: "Will you?"

"I just said that I can also get up at five o'clock."

"You know I'm not free today." He said with a dark face.

(End of this chapter)