If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

When I got home and passed the living room, I saw Liu Ma and Zeng Xiaoyang sitting on the sofa watching TV.

When they saw Wan Chuncao coming back, they called her, "Chuncao, you're back? Have you eaten yet? Shall we eat?"

Wan Chuncao paused, looked at the time, and agreed: "Yes."

Then she asked, "Where's my husband?"

Aunt Liu said, "In the room, he said he would wait for you to come back before eating."

"You can eat first, too."

Wan Chuncao didn't expect that they would actually wait for her to come back for dinner: "If you are hungry, eat first."

Zeng Xiaoyang stood up to set the table: "Brother Mu Yu wanted to wait for you, so we accompanied him. Besides, we bought some snacks at the market, so we are not hungry."

"You guys eat first."

Wan Chuncao went straight to the room without asking any questions.

The people in the room also heard the sound, and as soon as the wheelchair was pushed, the door opened.

After the person outside came in, the door was locked again.

Wan Chuncao locked the door as usual.

But it doesn’t matter.

She walked up to Xu Muyu and sat directly on his lap, saying to him very seriously: "Husband, take away everything they have now, I will help you."

Xu Muyu put his arm around her waist, and a smile rose automatically, even though her words had no reason: "Okay."

After getting Xu Muyu's answer, Wan Chuncao finally relaxed, as if she was extremely tired. She stared at Xu Muyu with her eyes: "Husband..."

Xu Muyu tightened his hands on her waist: "Hmm?"

Wan Chuncao touched his chest and asked him softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"some."

Xu Muyu lowered his eyes to look at her hands rubbing her chest, and his eyes curved even more: "It doesn't hurt now."

Wan Chuncao's movements couldn't be softer. She rubbed a few times, and after confirming that Xu Muyu really wasn't in any pain anymore, she hooked her hand around Xu Muyu's neck and said, "Kiss me."

Xu Muyu took a bite.

He hugged her waist tightly and gave her a big kiss.

As if the kiss was not enough, he kept rubbing her lips with his hands.

He also noticed the red at the corner of her lips, and there seemed to be surprise in his eyes: "You are wearing makeup?"

"It melted."

Wan Chuncao hooked her arm around Xu Muyu's neck, her eyes fixed on his face: "You took it off again."

Xu Muyu kissed her on the lips again and rubbed the lipstick on the corners of her mouth with his fingers, as if he was imagining what she would look like with makeup on.

He asked, “Did you have fun?”

Wan Chuncao shook her head: "Not happy."

Xu Muyu gently wiped off the remaining lipstick from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips: "Did you meet Bai Shu?"

Wan Chuncao nodded at him: "Yes."

Xu Muyu asked again: "What did you say?"

What did you say? How could you not be happy?

Wan Chuncao said: "She said I couldn't make 10 million."

Xu Muyu lowered his head and laughed, scratching her cheek with his fingers: "You don't have to earn it, there is money at home."

Wan Chuncao hooked her hands around Xu Muyu's neck and thought so too: "We also talked about something else."

Xu Muyu stared at her lips which were not yet swollen from being kissed: "What did you say?"

"I told you about your story."

That’s what Wan Chuncao answered.

Xu Muyu finally raised his eyes and looked at Wan Chuncao.

They stared at each other quietly, each other's face reflected in each other's eyes.

Wan Chuncao looked into Xu Muyu's eyes, looked, looked, and looked again.

Finally, she pursed her lips, sniffed her nose, and half of her face was pressed against Xu Muyu's forehead. She hugged his neck and burst into tears: "You are so pitiful, husband. How could they treat you like that? You are so fragile and innocent, and they still bully you. They are not human!"

"My poor husband, why are you so miserable? You must be in a lot of pain. You must be crying because of the pain. How can you not be in pain?"

"You're in so much pain, yet you're still so strong. You, you, my heart is broken!"

Xu Muyu's vision was blocked, and then big tears rolled down his forehead.

These tears burst out, flowing continuously onto his eyelids, onto the bridge of his nose, and some onto the side of his cheek.

He didn't have time to say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, the tears flowed back into his mouth.

It's just strange that her tears are not salty, but they are not bitter or sour either.

Xu Muyu tightened his grip and asked softly, "Did Bai Shu tell you?"

Wan Chuncao cried very sadly: "You didn't let me know, you didn't even tell me we were husband and wife! Touch my chest, and see if the heart inside is broken!"

"How could they do that to you! If they are so hateful, why haven't they been captured by the Sasquatch? Then you wouldn't have to suffer!"

"Look how thin you are, and how pale your face is! You must be lying alone in the hospital bed, crying out to heaven and earth for help!"

"You are all alone there, no one talks to you, no one accompanies you, no one is by your side, you are so lonely!"

"It's all in the past."

Xu Muyu's Adam's apple rolled, and he tried to reach out to wipe her tears: "It's okay."

Unexpectedly, Wan Chuncao cried even louder: "Why is my husband so lonely and so pitiful...husband..."

"You were alone for such a long time, and no one was by your side. No one poured you a cup of hot water when you wanted to drink it, and no one paid attention to you when you wanted to say something. Every day you faced either the wall or the medicine in the hospital, and you were all alone."

"You're all alone! You're all alone!"

Her tears slid to the corner of Xu Muyu's eyes, and that tear seemed like Xu Muyu's.

Xu Muyu could feel the hot tear sliding down from the corner of his eye, across the corner of his mouth, and finally dripping onto his leg.

These were not his tears, but they were tears shed for him.

So hot, so real.

It hits the deepest part of my heart.

Hidden there was something called "loneliness" that he had repeatedly tried to bury.

He was lonely, very lonely. These burning tears told him again and again.

But, I am not alone.

Xu Muyu pinched Wan Chuncao's chin and kissed the corner of her mouth, finally kissing her lips and swallowing all her crying, including the tears.

After her lips were swollen, he let her go and coaxed her gently, "Don't cry."

Wan Chuncao stopped crying after being kissed, but her wrinkled face showed no sign of stopping: "I... I... my heart still wants to cry..."

Before he could finish his words, tears welled up in his eyes again.

"I don't want to cry either, but I can't bear to see you suffer. I feel sorry for you. My husband is such a poor man. How can I not cry..."

Xu Muyu moved away a little so that he could reach out and wipe away her tears: "Aren't you still here? With you here, there are two of us. I'm not alone."

"Two people."

Wan Chuncao knew that he was trying to comfort her, but: "I just feel heartbroken. It can't be more painful. When I think of you lying on the hospital bed, my heart aches and I'm about to have cramps..."

"Please let me cry. Everything will be fine once my tears run dry. Wuuwuwu... my husband. Wuuwuwu..."

She hugged Xu Muyu again and cried with her face against his.

She cried so loudly and so painfully that Xu Muyu almost couldn't hold her. The bitterness and astringency in his heart were soaked by tears and soon soaked away, and all the bitterness and astringency disappeared.

"Tingting,"

Afraid that she would cry until her eyes were swollen, he had no choice but to call her and gave her a heavy kiss on the ear: "Don't cry."

"If you cry, who will protect me?"

Wan Chuncao looked at him with a wrinkled face.

"Without you, I can't hold on."

Xu Muyu touched her face, wiped away her tears, and looked at her seriously: "For me, you have to be strong, right?"

The words, like those used to coax a child, really coaxed Wan Chuncao.

He kept quiet for two minutes.

Two minutes later, Wan Chuncao started crying again while chewing the rice in her mouth at the dining table.