Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

It was already evening when we carried the man home.

Li Xiaoyu put Gu Fei in the room where Fugui had slept before and lit the oil lamp and placed it at the head of the bed.

With the help of the oil lamp, she undressed Gu Fei.

I checked his body carefully to see if there were any wounds. His abdominal muscles were firm and he still had the same scars as before, but no fresh wounds.

He frowned, his voice filled with worry: "There are no new injuries on your body, so why haven't you woken up yet?"

He exhaled heavily and quickly fastened his belt.

He went to the kitchen, found a torch, lit it, held the torch and called Dr. Cui over, asking him to take Gu Fei's pulse.

Doctor Cui sat on the bench with his hand on Gu Fei's left pulse.

After being here for a quarter of an hour, he did nothing but stroking his beard, which made Li Xiaoyu anxious.

He is a doctor, so she can't rush him.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

The old man slowly stood up, walked to the main hall, and said to Li Xiaoyu earnestly: "This man's pulse is unstable. If he doesn't wake up tomorrow, you should go to the city to find a better doctor to check him out."

Doctor Cui has been learning medicine from his father since he was a child. He is the second generation in the family, although he is not as good as a miracle doctor.

It's not to the point where I can't even explain why.

Li Xiaoyu could only speculate that Gu Fei might have suffered serious internal injuries.

She glanced at the room, pursed her lips, and replied softly: "Doctor Cui, I'll take you back."

Doctor Cui is old, so it would be better to send the patient home safely.

The round trip took nearly fifteen minutes.

Li Xiaoyu's mind was full of what Doctor Cui said, and she didn't even have the heart to eat dinner.

The oil lamp swayed in the breeze coming in from the window.

The light diffused, making the already delicate face look a little hazy.

Sitting down on the bed, he looked up and down at the face, which was so delicate that even the pores were invisible, and his gaze was fixed on the beautiful eyes, which were now tightly closed.

Taking the man's right hand, she felt an indescribable complexity in her heart.

The index finger runs along the back of the hand, gliding across the bony fingers inch by inch.

When she touched the shallow scar on the side of her finger, her breathing gradually became heavier, and her usually clear eyes showed a bit of heartache.

"You were quite confident when you threatened me back then. How come you ended up like this after just over a year?"

The usually steady voice was trembling.

I held up his hands and compared them, and found that his right palm was still the same.

He sighed and went to the well to fetch a basin of water.

Wipe his face and hands clean.

She had no appetite, so she sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard, just looking down at the man on the bed, not so much worried that he might wake up at any time.

Rather, she wanted to see him wake up with her own eyes.

One look and it's a night.

Hearing the steady breathing sounds coming from above, Gu Fei slowly opened his eyes.

His deep eyes were fixed on the woman who was sleeping soundly against the headboard. At this moment, blood seemed to burst out of his flesh and blood, and the woman he had been thinking about day and night for countless days and nights was deeply integrated into his blood.

He pointed two fingers at Li Xiaoyu's shoulders and hugged her the moment she fell.

He gently carried the person to the bed.

Surrounded by the long-lost soapberry fragrance, Gu Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of satisfaction surged in her heart.

He lay on his side, his left hand supporting his forehead.

Quietly glancing at the people around him, his eyes were tender and lingering.

He leaned closer, his eyes dimmed, and with his left hand he brushed away the loose hair from her forehead, pressing his thin lips against her forehead.

First at the center of the eyebrows, then at the eyelids.

Gradually moving down, across the face, across the bridge of the nose, and finally onto the lustrous lips.

Then I interlocked my fingers with Xiaoyu's.

He pried open the lips and teeth that he had longed for countless times in his dreams, and he twisted and lingered with force, his deep affection filled with possessiveness.

In the northwest nights, even in early summer, the wind is always cool.

Gu Fei plundered wantonly, squeezing out his breath.

Li Xiaoyu, who was completely unaware, felt like she was in dire straits. She would cover herself with a quilt every night, but she didn't know what was going on tonight.

It's so hot that I want to kick off the quilt.

In order not to arouse her suspicion, Gu Fei stopped at that point.

The next morning, she woke up leaning against the headboard and found that the person in the bed was gone.

She raised her eyebrows, shock flashing across her eyes.

"woke up?"

Rubbing her eyes, she hurried out to look for him. She didn't find him at home, but instead looked for him on the path outside the house that led to the village.

Saw a weak man.

Every time he took a step, his body shook, and it was obvious that he was not in good condition.

She lives at the end of the village, and usually no villagers pass by.

She didn't hesitate and shouted at Xiaolu: "Gu Fei, wait for me."

Hearing this, the man did not stop.

Seeing this, Li Xiaoyu bit her lower lip, quickly opened the door and ran out to chase him.

Although Gu Fei was weak, his footwork was not slow.

Li Xiaoyu was not as tall as him, and his legs were not as long as his. He was about to disappear around the corner.

She covered her shriveled stomach that was growling with hunger, and rushed forward with all her strength. She grabbed his right wrist, walked forcefully in front of him and blocked his way.

As soon as I walked in front of him, I saw him turn his head and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

The crimson blood spilled on the green grass, which was extremely obvious. A feeling of dizziness came over Li Xiaoyu, and his heart was suddenly clenched.

Thinking of what Dr. Cui said last night.

She didn't care about the blood dizziness, she stood on tiptoe and held his face with her hands.

The warm hands pressed against his cold face, and Li Xiaoyu got goose bumps all over his body.

She wiped the blood off his mouth with her sleeve, and said with concern, "Go home first. I'll ask a doctor to come and see you."

Just as I wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, I heard the deep voice that I hadn't heard for a long time sounding above my head.

"I saw the portrait on the table, even though I didn't kill innocent people."

The voice was low, with a hint of self-mockery that was easily detectable: "Are you going to hand me over to the government, too, Xiaoyu?"

The last two words were bitter.

Li Xiaoyu's heart paused and he looked up at him.

Their eyes met, and the dark eyes revealed sadness and grievance. The calm gaze pierced into Li Xiaoyu's heart like a needle, causing a lingering pain.

When they broke up that year, she thought she could keep this love in her heart forever.

But when they met again, the sound of his heartbeat seemed to swallow her up and kept echoing in her ears.

At this moment, she realized something.

A breeze blew, and she pulled his wrist without sympathy. She just wanted to do it, so she did it.

Without thinking, I whispered to him, "I won't hand you over to the government. Let's go home first."

Hearing her calm tone, Gu Fei glanced at his wrist calmly.

He pulled his hand out, but Li Xiaoyu did not let go.

Instead, he clenched his fist a little tighter.

Gu Fei didn’t know how much courage Li Xiaoyu used to convince himself not to let go at this moment.

"Xiaoyu, I will be a burden to you."

He looked into her eyes, his low voice revealing a hint of tiredness and depression.

Li Xiaoyu also looked at him.

Looking at his slightly hunched back, as if his proud character was crushed, she felt a stubbornness that she had not felt for a long time, and it came up without any concealment.

Just like what she said next.

"I'm not afraid."