The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 665 Of course it's because of illness

I couldn't help, I saw one of the books in the pile of books that although it looked like a book, it was actually a book-shaped storage box, so I walked over to pick it up, and went back to the bedroom without anyone noticing opened it.

Just after a brief glance, Xiao Tiantian's voice came from behind: "Honey, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing." I held up the empty box and said, "Look at how beautiful this storage box is." I quietly put the paper away with one hand.

He glanced at it and smiled, and said, "Xing Xing made this one. If you like it, I'll ask her to make one for you too."

"Oh." It really was hers, I suppressed my beating heart and said, "Then can I be a Bible?"

"My father will beat someone if he finds out." He said, "My father is religious."

I asked: "Really?"

He suggested, "Buddhist scriptures are fine."

"My father is a Buddhist." I couldn't help but glared at him.

He scratched his head with a smile, and said, "You don't want your father anyway, so what's the matter?"

Although Xiao Tiantian did so many things that hurt me deeply, at this moment, I seem to have suddenly returned to more than ten years ago. He would never expose the fact that "your father doesn't want you", he would say it the other way around, just Seems like this is a mistake I made.

The topic was diverted in this way, and I took out the few pieces of paper again as an excuse to go to the bathroom. They were stapled together, and the meaning on it was concise and to the point, which meant severe depression.

After going out, Xiao Tiantian had installed the game and invited me to play.The old games more than ten years ago are naturally very outdated, and they are even more rough when they are played on the big screen.Before I picked up the handle, I thought I had forgotten how to play, but I didn't expect to get into the state soon, but even though Xiao Tiantian covered me the whole time, I still died many times.

In the end, even Xiao Tiantian couldn't stand it anymore, put down the handle, and asked, "Honey, do you have something on your mind?"

"No." I wasn't sure if I should tell him.

He asked suspiciously: "Then why are you absent-minded? Don't you like playing with me?"

"No..." I panicked, "I'm really fine."

"Oh..." he asked, "Did something in the box just now scare you?"

I look at him.

"It's a horror novel," he explained. "I thought there were some scary pictures in it that scared you."

"No." I said, "I might just..." There's really nothing to make up: "You're hungry."

He immediately called to arrange a meal, and my heart began to fluctuate again.Because of Fanyin's illness, I not only dealt with a lot of psychiatrists, but also studied a lot of related materials, knowing the danger of severe depression.

I felt like I couldn't wait for a moment, so the whole meal was like a pinch.

Xiao Tiantian didn't know why, but she also saw that I was in a bad mood, so she was always careful and didn't talk to me.

When I was about to finish my meal, I asked, "Who used to own this room?" It didn't seem like it was a guest room, with so many books.

He said: "It's Xingxing's, but she has changed a room now, because this room is too far away from Nian Nian and Yin Yin's room, and she wants to be closer to them."

I nodded: "Are all these books hers?"

"Yes, Xing Xing is very powerful. She has read all the books in it." He beamed and said, "She was very smart when she was a child."

Looking at the proud expression on his face, and thinking of Xing Xing's life experience, I felt a sense of loss and couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Tiantian immediately asked sharply: "My wife? What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." I said, "I like the box Xingxing made, can you let her come?"

"What book do you like?" He refused me calmly, "I'll just let her make it for you."

"Can't I let her come?" I asked.

He immediately said, "No, no, but my dad can't tell."

"Then I'll call your dad." I said, "Don't worry about it."

"Oh……"

Calling the old man Fan is naturally very smooth, this old guy is not worried that Xing Xing will let me go, he wishes for this.

Xing Xing came early the next morning, carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, which contained a book and some materials.Compared with the last time we met, she looked thinner, she was dressed very delicately, and she was also very mature, as if she had changed from a girl to a woman all of a sudden.

After she sat down, she smiled and said, "Auntie, you look good."

"Thank you." I was not in the mood to continue the greetings, so I took out the box, took out the medical certificate inside, and asked, "Is this yours?"

She didn't pick up the medical certificate, but glanced at it with Fanyin-like eyes, and then smiled: "That's right. What's the matter?"

"Does your father know that you have this disease?" I asked anxiously, "Is it being treated now?"

"No." With a smile on her lips, she looked at me and said, "I don't feel any discomfort."

"Then why are you looking into it?"

She hesitated for a moment, as if weighing whether to say it or not, but fortunately she said: "Mr. Zhou insisted that I go for an examination, but I couldn't resist his kindness and agreed, but I didn't feel any discomfort."

I asked, "So are you taking your medicine?"

"Eating." She didn't seem to want to talk anymore, and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

I said, "I stumbled across the medical certificate. Why didn't you tell me before?"

She smiled and said: "I don't feel uncomfortable, of course I don't need to tell you to add to your troubles."

"Are you trying to kill yourself?" I asked.

She was slightly startled, and said, "I don't want to."

"Lie," I said.

She fell silent again, and said after a while: "I often want to commit suicide, but I definitely won't recently. I will stick to it."

"What does this mean?"

"Once I get this disease, it's impossible to get better, but I'm actively taking medicine." She said, "Don't worry."

I asked, "Is that why you came back before?"

"It's because of my dad, too," she said.

"Then did you agree to marry him because you wanted to give him a chance, or because of your illness?" I asked.

She smiled: "Of course it's because of the illness."

I asked, "Did he know about the illness?"

She shook her head.

"Then..." I seemed to understand, but felt speechless.

Then fell into a long silence, until she said: "Auntie, please don't tell anyone about this, including my father."

I asked, "Why? At least your dad understands."

She smiled and said: "This disease can only be controlled with medicine, it cannot be cured, so there is no need to tell them to worry. And I just lied to you, I have symptoms, it is very painful, I want to commit suicide every minute, even with medicine, I also feel very hard. I don't want everyone to persuade me to stop me or even lock me up."

I said, "But have you seen a doctor? I mean the doctor here. How capable is the doctor Assistant Zhou hired you?"

"Not yet," she said, "If I go to a doctor, my father will definitely know about it. This is not what I want."

I said, "You have to tell your father about this. He knows many good doctors who can help you."

She smiled and shook her head: "It's really unnecessary, Auntie."

I still wanted to speak to persuade her, but found that I couldn't say anything.At this time, she continued: "I know that you are a good person, auntie, but all the treatments are forcing me to live, but I am not afraid of dying at all, and I look forward to this thing every day. If I have such awareness earlier , I don’t have to suffer so much. The doctor said it’s a disease, but I think it’s a relief.”

I couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you say that?" She looked surprised.

"I didn't settle you well at that time. I kept you under house arrest for so long, and I didn't give you a new life in time. This must have aggravated your condition."

"Oh, that's not true." She smiled again: "You don't have to blame yourself, I had such symptoms long before that, but I never went to the hospital for a diagnosis, and I thought that as long as I left him and this house, I will get better. The doctor also said that my father has such a disease, and it is inevitable that I have inherited part of it. Please also pay attention to the situation of my sisters in time in the future. "

I wanted to say something, but my heart was empty, and I couldn't come up with a word.

Now I know why she chose to marry obediently when she came back, and I was very angry about it for a while.

I can also fully hear that she still hates Lin Zhunyi in her heart, but whether she hates other people, I don't know, and I don't dare to ask.

In fact, I kind of understand and agree with her, not only that, I even envy her a little bit.Because she has no children.

Xingxing only chatted with me here, and then said that he would make a storage box for me and ended the topic.

Although the storage box is not difficult, she made it so exquisitely that it is almost fake, so a lot of effort wasted.

I watched her do it and asked, "Did you come up with the idea of ​​repairing broken books and making small boxes?"

"Of course not," she said. "My grandfather taught me, but it wasn't his idea either. He said it was his mother who taught him that hiding money and documents that you don't want to find is useful."

I said, "I see."

Her attention was still on the box in her hand, and she said: "Actually, grandpa treats me very well, he just thinks that following his arrangement will make me happy."

I asked, "How do you know I'm scolding him in my heart?"

"You are a good person." She glanced at me and said, "Don't blame yourself. If you hadn't been helping me all the time, I would have committed suicide a long time ago."

My words are not modesty, but truth: "I didn't help you with anything."

"It is enough that you are helping me, you don't have to help me." She said: "But I'm sorry, I let you down."

I didn't say a word, watching her continue to mend the box, struggling whether to tell Fanyin about it.

What Xing Xing said was not wrong, it was pointless to tell him, with his personality he would only think of ways to keep her alive.But even though it was Fanyin's illness, it seems to have improved a little now. After the time when he strongly wanted to commit suicide, he gradually felt the joy of being alive.

(End of this chapter)