Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 317 What do I look like in your heart, Jiang Lin?His brow bone twitched, and before he could think about it, he felt the sharp pain from the wound all over his body.

This pain lasted for a long time, and the man almost needed all his incomplete thinking to restrain the constriction of muscles and blood vessels.

After a long time, the blank mind was gradually filled with various consciousnesses.

The first to break in was the words "fifteen days".

She was leaving in fifteen days.

No, it's been a night...

fourteen days.

He suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at the door of the bedroom that had been kicked open. His clear eyes slowly became clouded, as if an inkstone had been knocked over, and the black mist kept churning. Walk.

The movement of the mattress just woke up the woman lying on the edge of the bed.

She frowned and raised her head, making a sound similar to the whimpering of a small animal.

When the man heard the movement, he stopped abruptly and looked over.

The ray of morning light that woke him up also shone on the woman's charming and clean face, illuminating the lazy displeasure on her soft brows.

He looked very unhappy, as if his dream had been disturbed by someone.

Jiang Lin felt that his heart stopped beating for an instant, and he even forgot to breathe.

Just like that, he looked at her at a loss, and was also looked at by her in the same confusion.

"You're so noisy." The woman muttered, and buried her head in her arms again.

Only then did he feel his heart pound violently again.

Perhaps feeling that the gaze above his head was too hot, Duan Zijin finally rubbed his eyes and raised his head again.

In the next second, the man's breath rushed down.

She didn't even see clearly how he was standing on the other side of the bed, how he stepped up to her, picked her up and hugged her, only heard his hoarse and deep voice, "Why are you here? "

Duan Zijin was not fully awake yet, when she met the man's dark eyes, it seemed to suck her thoughts away, she was strangled too tightly by his arm, her brows were tied together, "It hurts."

The man didn't say a word, he used less strength, but still hugged her tightly, subconsciously buried his head in her neck.

It was a wonderful feeling, like dream and reality overlapped, her soft body was in his arms.

It was as if the entire empty space in the atrium had been filled.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and the woman was sitting in his arms, half leaning and half leaning, as lazy as a cat that hadn't woken up.

Jiang Lin looked at her without blinking, not even daring to speak, not even daring to move.

This picture is too precious, he is afraid that if he moves a little, everything in front of him will become a mirror of water and moon.

She slept for nearly another half an hour.

During these half an hour, Jiang Lin sat and hugged her like a statue, only his thoughts kept turning under the stimulation of the wound.Enduring all kinds of heart-breaking pain, he forcibly mobilized the thinking ability suppressed by the drugs, his eyes swept over everything in the room, his complexion became worse and worse, making him look extremely calm, but also gloomy and depressed .

She didn't know where the velvet box and Buddhist scriptures on the bedside had been received. He didn't pay much attention to them, but the sleeping pills and fluoxetine bottles that were placed there together were also gone.

He didn't wear a shirt, only a pair of home trousers, not the pair of trousers that were torn apart by the violent fight last night.

The blanket was clean and there wasn't much blood. The wound on his arm had also been treated, and there was still a needle hole. It might have been a little swollen because the injection was too hasty and the bleeding wasn't stopped in time when it was pulled out.

The thought of being swept away as soon as he saw the woman in his arms was slowly brought back to his mind during the half hour.

How is she here?

Did she see those things?

still is……

The man's eyes suddenly became sinister and frightening, and the hostility surged out wave after wave.

She knew he was mentally ill?

At that moment, he didn't know what kind of mood he was in.

It seems that something that has been hidden for a long time has been exposed, a little flustered, a little irritable, and a little self-deprecating with relief.

He had carefully pretended in front of her for so long, not daring to show her the slightest bit of paranoia and irritability, for fear of scaring her or offending her.

This time it's all right, all previous efforts have been wasted.

Why on earth is she here?

Without her, it would not be impossible for him to go on like this day by day and persist for fifteen days.

But now she was in his arms.

The man lowered his head, and could see her slightly trembling slender eyelashes fluttering a few times like butterfly wings, showing signs of waking up.

The panic in my heart was like a bow, which was suddenly stretched to its fullest.

But after the panic, what followed was another fire that swept across.Is it anger or what?

he does not know.

Duan Zijin felt that the hand holding her was getting stronger and stronger, she moved uncomfortably, but the other party tightened it, and finally she had to open her eyes.

Before he could see everything in front of him clearly, the man's handsome and cold face was suppressed without warning.

He pried her lips open without much effort, because she hadn't woken up yet, and hadn't had time to stop her.

His tongue penetrated into her mouth, as if to vent his anger, he stirred it heavily.

Duan Zijin's drowsiness disappeared without a trace, and he looked at him incredulously, "Jiang Lin! What are you doing..."

He just finished speaking half a sentence, but was blocked by the man again, he didn't want to hear anything now.

Duan Zijin's ignorant thinking quickly recovered, she didn't take medicine, so it didn't take him so long to sort out everything last night.

In short, she was lying beside his bed all night, he woke up, and now she is in his arms.

Duan Zijin got angry from his heart, pushed him away, and accidentally pressed on his wound, the man's handsome eyebrows were clenched together, and he let her go for a moment, Duan Zijin took advantage of the gap to turn over and leave his embrace .

He was sitting on the edge of the bed with her in his arms, but when he turned over, she fell heavily on the carpet.

Even though the carpet was soft and she wasn't too heavy, there was still a muffled sound.

Then came her suppressed cry of pain.

These two sounds were like two sticks hitting the back of the man's head, and his uncontrollable impulses faded away in an instant.

Jiang Lin stared blankly at the woman on the ground, her gentle brows and eyes were tangled together, she didn't know where she was knocked, and she looked like she was in severe pain.

He immediately panicked, squatted down, felt inconvenient, changed his position and knelt beside her, reaching out to hug her, "Yuyou, where did you fall? Why does it hurt, tell me! I'm calling the doctor!"

However, before his hand touched her, she slapped him hard and turned his head away.

"Clap" sound.

The bedroom was quiet again, only the woman's panting could be heard.

After receiving this slap for life, he actually felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

"Go away!" Duan Zijin stared at him coldly, his eyes were full of defense and cold mockery, "Jiang Lin, do you think that I am here to take care of you all night, that is, I have tacitly allowed you to touch me?"

The man's eyes darkened, his voice was still hoarse, "Are you here to take care of me all night?"

He turned his head and looked at her, as if he suddenly remembered something, his handsome brows were slightly displeased, "You just slept on the edge of the bed all night like this?"

Although it is almost June now, the night is still cold after all.

She would rather lie on the edge of the bed than lie on the bed, how much does she hate him?

The key points he grasped were not on the same line as what she wanted to express. Duan Zijin really lost all temper and was so angry that he almost wanted to laugh. Did he take too much medicine and hurt his head?

She knocked on her waist and legs, as if her flesh and blood were broken, but she didn't want to talk to that man, so she had to prop herself up on the ground and the wardrobe, trying to stand up.

Fortunately, there are still her clothes in the closet in his bedroom. Last night, she found a not-too-casual and comfortable clothes to change into, and threw the dress she took off on the single sofa in the corner. Only at this moment did she feel up. The movements are not so restrained.

But her strength was still weak after all, and the man's black eyes were fixed on her tightly, wanting to help but not daring to approach her.

Finally, when she almost slipped for the third time, his endurance was completely exhausted, and he stepped forward to hug her without any explanation.

They were also injured, but he was able to hug her whole body and put her on the bed without saying a word.

Duan Zijin felt a whirl in front of her eyes, and before she could tell the man to let go, he had already moved away quickly.

It's just that his gaze twisted her tighter, "I'll call the doctor to show you."

Duan Zijin looked at him, and it was easy to see the calmness and restraint in his eyes, but the rationality that could always be capsized like a boat in the vast river and swallowed up by huge waves, finally opened his mouth: "Do you think me and you are the same? Who is more like a sick person? Who needs to see a doctor more?"

Jiang Lin frowned, and said for a long time, "...me."

"But you are more important." He answered the second sentence very quickly, leaving no room for her to interject. After speaking, his voice became quiet again, "I'm fine. I'm used to it. The doctor said that the situation is getting better every day. ,you do not need to worry."

His speaking speed was getting slower and slower, especially when he said the word "worry" at the end.

Seeing the almost non-existent expression on her face, Jiang Lin couldn't help but smiled softly.

Why would she be worried?She was afraid that if he died, she would feel happy.

What Duan Zijin noticed was his sentence "The doctor said the situation is getting better every day".

She hooked the corner of her mouth, and asked calmly, "Really."

That's not what Mu Nianci told her.

The look on the woman's face made Jiang Lin instantly certain that she already knew everything.

He lowered his eyes, not knowing how to answer.

The bedroom fell into an eerie silence. After a while, he raised his head, his brows were filled with indifference, "Did Nian Ci ask you to come?"

Duan Zijin nodded, this is the truth, and she doesn't need to hide it from him.

Inexplicably, the man's face suddenly became ugly, the indifference just now had completely turned into indifference, and there were faint signs of developing in a cold and sinister direction, "What are you doing here, sympathize with me or pity me?"

Hearing his stiff questioning, Duan Zijin moved his arms that were a little numb after sleeping on his stomach all night, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's not sympathetic, but if you have to think that way, there's nothing wrong with it, just be I am here to do good deeds and accumulate blessings for the next life."

Her words were careless, so light that they were weightless, but they all hit his heart.

The man's brows, which were as indifferent as distant mountains, finally frowned, a mask seemed to be shattered on his usually calm face, and a lot of dark hostility emerged from the gap, "Do good deeds?"

He rushed forward suddenly, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and forced her to look at him, as if this would make her throw away her casual attitude and take him a little more seriously, "Didn't you ask me to let you go? Now What's the point of sending it to your door?"

Duanzi looked back at him without evasiveness, with a smile still on his crimson lips, "I'm afraid that my life will be lost if you humiliate yourself like this. If you let me go in a slightly healthier way, I probably will." I won't come. With you like this, I really can't see if you really want to let me go, or if you want to make me feel more burdened. "

The man's face was so sullen that he could squeeze out water, and his voice was rough and violent, "Duan Zijin, it's my own decision to let go. Whether it is life or death, it is also my own responsibility! It has nothing to do with you , you don’t need to be responsible for this, I deserve it, you don’t have to pretend to come here to take care of me all night!”

"Are you trying to comfort me, or are you blaming me?" The smile on the corners of the woman's lips remained undiminished. Seeing the man's spirit becoming more and more tense, as if he was about to lose control, she said, "While saying that I don't need to be responsible for this, while Then you scolded me for being hypocritical. What do I look like in your heart, Jiang Lin?"

After she finished speaking, she felt that her mandible was about to be crushed by him.

The man looked at her bright and soft face, and the words echoed in his mind for a long time——

What do I look like in your heart, Jiang Lin?