Respect is worse than obedience

"You... you put me down!" I turned my head away from him.

"I see you... are about to fall, that's why..." Mu Xi seemed to think I was angry, and panicked.

"I don't blame you, let's go in." Musi didn't speak anymore, and followed me, for fear that I would fall again.

"Doctor, how is my leg?"

The doctor looked at the X-ray taken for a long time, and looked at me with a smile, "Well, the recovery is not bad. In a few days, I will be able to walk."

This is probably the best news I've heard recently.

In a few days, I will be able to leave Musi and go back to my own home, and I will not have to see him, miss him, and have no more love for him.

Mu Xi didn't speak, and told Uncle Wu to get the bill and pay the consultation fee.

After leaving the hospital, Musi didn't get in the car. It seemed that something happened to the company. When someone came, we asked the driver to drive him to the company, and we used another car to go home.

There was no explanation, no greeting, I looked back at his back as he got in the car and left, and laughed at myself, Gong Qing, what do you want from him, he doesn't deserve it, and neither do you.

"Uncle Wu, hasn't Mu Xi come back yet?" Woke up late at night to drink a glass of water, the sofa was still empty.

The housekeeper saw me coming out of the bedroom on crutches, and hurriedly supported me.

"I haven't come back yet. I guess there is a problem within the company. The old president is angry." The butler said, handing a glass of water.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu, have you been waiting here until he comes back?" Holding the hot water glass in both hands, he let out a breath.

"No, the young master never makes us wait at night, because young master Gong has to get up to drink water at night, the young master said that no one turned on the light."

While drinking water, I accidentally choked and looked up at the elderly housekeeper.

"Thank you." I didn't say anything more, handed over the water glass, turned and went back to the bedroom.

"Master Gong...Young master is not here today, let me be honest, young master really likes you, I have never seen him treat a person like this, I know, four years ago, when I was there, it was grandpa who lied to you Young master, young master didn't believe it, he insisted on returning to the country, but grandpa refused to let him go, the young master stabbed himself, so grandpa let him go back to the country."

I stood at the door of the bedroom, holding my cane tightly, and sighed, "It's too late to say anything now, we were not recognized by the world in the first place."

"Master Gong, are you really letting go?" The butler didn't say anything, turned and left the living room.

I stood at the bedroom door and didn't move for a long time.

In the early hours of the morning, a smell of alcohol came from behind me, and the collapse of the bed told me that he was back.

The long arm stretched out from behind was just such a simple movement, nothing more.

I moved my body and seemed to startle him a little, so I quickly flicked my arms away.

With my eyes closed, I rolled over, facing him, and fell asleep again.

Musi, today, I will allow you to hug me all night.

The instant warmth came, which made me constantly have the urge to lean in. In the end, I held back, this is enough, for Gong Qing, for Mu Xi, this is enough.

When I woke up the next morning, the person next to the bed was gone as I thought.

"You're awake." Musi stood at the door with breakfast.

"Ah... that... I put the clothes beside your bed, put them on quickly." Musi's eyes turned away, and I turned to myself.

"I...why?" The me now is naked outside.

"Yesterday I drank and slept with you all night. When I woke up in the morning, you smelled of alcohol on my body, so... I asked the housekeeper to wash it for you, but he... didn't help you." Put on..." I frowned and looked at Mu Xi, without saying a word, I turned around and put on my clothes.

"I didn't mean to..." Musi seemed nervous when he saw my expression.

"I'm hungry, bring breakfast over here." Putting on my clothes, I looked up at him without expression.

"Oh..." He was a little stunned, and walked in with breakfast.

"Musi, I want to go out for a walk today, can you accompany me?" Although he was very happy to ask me for the first time, Mu Xi still didn't agree. He seemed very busy.

After watching me have breakfast in the morning, Musi left quickly, and I also got dressed, ready to go to a place I haven't been to for a long time.

At the bus station, Musi's butler stood behind him.

The place I went to was where my father’s ashes were stored. When we transferred here, we brought my father with me. My mother said that he would be lonely in his hometown, so we brought them together. My father didn’t have a tombstone yet. My mother said, wait. Keep them together while she's away.

My mother loves my father, and she can't tolerate the person who killed my father. I also love my father, but I fell in love with the person who indirectly killed my father.

Originally, I wanted to bring Musi here today. If my father no longer hates me, I want to try again. Maybe he worked very hard in places I don’t know. Maybe I should give him a chance.

However, he didn't come today, and I was alone.

"I don't know if my father is used to the weather in the south." Standing at the gate of the ancestral hall, I looked up at the dark cloudy sky.

"Master Gong, go back, it's going to rain."

I nodded and walked on the way back.

"Master, grandpa asked you to contact Miss Anna immediately."

"I won't contact her. You tell your father that we have broken the engagement."

"Master, there is nothing we can do about you."

"What, you want to arrest me and beat me up too!"

"How dare a small one."

"Hmph! Why don't you dare!"

The moment I entered the door, I regretted that I should not have come back so early.

Musi grabs the collar of the person in front of me. It’s not scary. What scares me is that the man Musi caught looked back at me. I will never forget this look. It always reminds me of that night. In the scene, I was curled up in the wheelchair, holding my head, shouting over and over again, don't hit me, don't, it hurts, it hurts...

Musi took off his coat, covered my head, hugged me in his arms, and carried me directly into the bedroom. The moment the door was closed, he yelled outside, "You, get out! Don't let him come in again!"

Like a wounded lamb, I curled up in his arms, grabbed the clothes on his chest, cried over and over again, don't hit me, I hurt, Musi, I hurt...

He just held me like that until I cried myself to sleep.

That person, that night four years ago, it was him who kicked and broke my leg. I hurt, and I said it hurt, but he still kicked and broke my leg fiercely. I always remember that on that rainy night, I Lying on the ground, motionless in pain, no one saw me, no...

Does Mussi know about this? If he knows, will I still do this, Mussy, do you know.