You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

"Why!" Fu Nanfeng stood up with a look of disbelief on his face.

Song Buci looked at him, her hands curled up slightly. She touched the scars on them and said with pursed lips, "I just don't want to fall in love anymore."

"No reason."

Fu Nanfeng was so angry that he laughed for a moment when he heard her words.

"Song Buci!" It was the first time he called Song Buci in such an angry tone. His sapphire eyes stared at her intently, full of disbelief. "No one would believe this excuse if you told them to anyone."

"Tell me honestly, why is it?"

As Fu Nanfeng spoke, he took a step forward, grabbed Song Buci's shoulders with both hands and forced him to look at him.

The two looked at each other, and Song Buci watched his eyes finally move away.

No one spoke at this time, and the ward fell into silence.

Fu Nanfeng was the first to be unable to bear the silence. He almost gritted his teeth and said to Song Buci, "Answer me!"

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Lock up Song Buci and let her heart and eyes be filled with only him. Find an island where only the two of them can live together.

If Song Buci still refuses to obey and wants to separate from him, then he will lock her in bed, just like when her hands are not used and she can only rely on him.

Song Buci didn't know what was going on in Fu Nanfeng's mind. She raised her hand and gently pushed him, then said, "I just don't want to be in a relationship anymore."

"I'm fine being alone."

"It doesn't matter what the future holds."

She lay down, covered herself with the quilt, and ordered him to leave: "I'm going to sleep, you can go and do your thing."

Fu Nanfeng looked at Song Buci's back with bloodshot eyes. After looking for a while, he stood up and left the ward.

Song Buci opened her eyes after hearing the door close. She looked at her ugly hands, and for the first time, Song Buci, who had always been strong since the accident, shed tears.

She is known as a talented pianist, but now she can't play the piano. She worked hard for a long time to get on the stage of the international music competition, but in the end she couldn't perform.

Because of the ugly scar, she has to endure other people's disdain.

What happened this morning came to mind again.

In fact, it was a very normal thing. After breakfast, Song Buci would take a walk out of the ward. She couldn't stay in the ward all day because she had gained a lot of weight.

Song Buci was strolling slowly in the hospital when she saw a child holding a cup and getting some water.

The little boy was only five years old, white and chubby. He stood on tiptoe and stretched out his tender little hand to press the button.

Song Buci felt that he would definitely get burned if he continued like this, so she walked over and offered to help since she had nothing to do.

But when the little boy saw Song Buci's scarred hands, he was probably so scared that he started crying.

As soon as the boy started crying, Song Buci panicked. She was at a loss as to what to do to comfort the child, but the more she tried to comfort him, the harder he cried.

He kept saying, "Don't touch me, your hands are so scary, are you a ghost?"

The child's mother rushed over after hearing the crying, and she felt heartbroken when she saw her son crying like this.

"What are you doing!" The child's mother went up and scolded her, then comforted her child, "It's okay, it's okay."

Song Buci felt a little aggrieved. She muttered, "I just saw him getting hot water by himself. He might get burned."

The child's mother knew that the other party was kind-hearted, and her expression softened slightly.

"Mom, it's a ghost..." the child pointed at Song Buci's hand and said, "It's scary."

The child's mother frowned after taking a look at Song Buci's scarred hands. She picked up her child and walked away with the kettle.

Before leaving, I said, "Why don't you wear gloves to cover up that scary scar before going out?"

"It really scared my kids."

Watching them walk away, Song Buci lowered her head and looked at her hands. She said nothing, but when she walked back, she put her hands in her pockets.

After returning to the ward, Song Buci immediately searched for gloves online. He bought all kinds of gloves as long as he thought they looked good.

Song Buci fell asleep with tears in his eyes, while Fu Nanfeng went downstairs and sat in his car, thinking about what Song Buci had said.

His hands gripping the steering wheel tightened again and again, and he exuded a violent aura. It was obvious that Fu Nanfeng was really angry.

"Break up..." Fu Nanfeng said these two words softly. If he didn't agree, then Song Buci wouldn't even think about it. "I absolutely won't agree."

He drove away from the hospital and arrived at the company. Fu Xipei immediately rushed over to complain to him: "Brother, that woman is harassing me again."

"Give me the overseas business, I'll do it." Fu Xipei now just wants to get rid of that crazy woman Philna.

No matter what means he uses, he doesn't want to marry a woman older than him!

"Whatever you want." Fu Nanfeng responded and walked towards his office without looking back. Fu Xipei behind him looked at his brother's back and raised his hand to touch his head.

He was thinking: Who made his brother angry? Why is he so angry?

Sitting in the office, Fu Nanfeng tugged at the tie around his neck and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the scenery outside.

It was snowing lightly outside, and cars were driving slowly. Watching this scene, Fu Nanfeng sat in his office, turned on his computer, and began to check the island.

After taking a good look at it, Fu Nanfeng bought it directly.

Song Buci slept uneasily. In her dream, she was pointed at and talked about by everyone and saw all kinds of cartoons.

She sat in front of the piano, wanting to move her hands but unable to.

The people in the audience opened their mouths and looked at her with ferocious faces.

Song Buci was so frightened by this scene that she woke up immediately. When the nurse saw that she woke up, she brought the prepared food to her. When she saw Song Buci's red and swollen eyes, she cried out in pain.

"Miss Song, you must have been crying. Your eyes are so swollen."

The nurse put down the lunch box and muttered something, but she had already walked into the kitchen.

She fiddled with the kitchen for a bit and then came out. The nurse said, "I've already boiled some eggs. You can put some on your eyes after dinner."

"Thank you." Song Buci spoke, his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry.

The nurse opened the kettle on the bedside, poured a glass of water and handed it over.

"Miss Song, drink some, your throat is hoarse."

"Thank you."

After the nurse set the table, she sat next to her and started knitting with her wool ball.

She has been sitting here knitting something for the past few days, and now it has taken shape. Song Buci took a look and saw that it was a pair of pink gloves.

The nurse’s craftsmanship is very good, and there are some furry dolls on it, which looks very beautiful.

Song Buci withdrew his gaze and continued eating.

The gloves she bought online should arrive tomorrow.