Crossing Worlds Provocation

He was really afraid of hurting himself.

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At the moment the car left, the people in the floor-to-ceiling windows looked over as if they were aware of it.

Just watching the car leave and disappear, his eyes are a little complicated.

At this moment, the elder on the opposite side looked at him like this, and suddenly said with earnest words:

"You are not young anymore. Don't face those instruments all day. It's time to become a family and live your life well."

Saying this kind of thing at this time adds a bit of meaning inexplicably.

Xiao Yixing gave a faint hum: "I know, it's just that you don't have to worry about my affairs. It is good for you and your mother to live your own lives well."

Yes, all live their lives well.

After all, his father and mother divorced when he was very young.

Later, they both reorganized their families, but he was pushed back and forth, and no one wanted him.

It seems that his existence is the most remaining existence in the world.

All it brings to them is drag.

Seeing his attitude, the elder condensed his brows slightly. He still held back what he wanted to say. Finally, he said: "It's good if you know what you have in your heart. Besides, your legs and feet are inconvenient now. I will find a caregiver for you tomorrow morning. I will go to your house to take care of you, cooperate well and recover sooner."

Xiao Yixing seemed not very satisfied with his behavior, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After all, he has not found a reason to refuse.

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Time passed quickly, and two days passed in a flash.

Everything seems to have not changed, but a lot has changed in these two days.

For example, Xiao Yixing came here to take care of his life, and he was still a young and beautiful nurse.

It just didn't seem to make him happy.

"Snapped……!"

A beautiful and delicate white porcelain vase fell from the table and fell to pieces on the ground.

A woman hurried over, hurriedly trying to help him clean up: "Mr. Xiao, you—"

"Who told you to put the vase in a random place?! Do you know how expensive this vase is? How many times have you said that you won't disturb my things!"

Before the woman had finished speaking, he sneered while sitting in the wheelchair.

The sharp language was thrown to this woman mercilessly.

The woman was aggrieved and couldn't help hiding her face and started crying.

"Just know crying, what's the use of crying, clumsy, get out!"

After such words, the woman seemed to be unable to stand it anymore, she lost the tools to clean the ground, cried and opened the door and rushed out.

After she left, the house finally calmed down.

The man in the wheelchair took a deep breath before closing his eyes.

He raised his hand and pinched the center of his tired eyebrows.

In the past few days, he deliberately broke a lot of things and lost his temper.

I hope I'm scolded away this time, and I won't come back again.

He doesn't like having strangers in his house, even if it is physically inconvenient, he does not need other people's care.

His wheelchair was facing the door, but after a while he heard footsteps coming from the door.

Xiao Yixing frowned suddenly, turned his head, and said impatiently: "I didn't mean to let you--"

Of course, when his eyes didn't know who he saw, he stopped talking.

Doorway.

A man was wearing a clean white v-neck sweater and a dark coffee-colored knee-length coat outside.

Elegant and expensive but casual.

His hair is slightly longer and slightly curled.