With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Du Meijuan slapped Fang Yun fiercely, and a loud "slap" attracted others to stop.

Everyone saw a handsome boy covering his right face tightly, with a frightened look on his face.

Even so, that small hand couldn't cover up the flushed slap marks on his face.

"Good Fang Yun! How dare you abduct our family Fang Xiao! What kind of bastard are you!" Du Meijuan scolded fiercely, ignoring the people who were gradually increasing around her, "You are such a scumbag that no one wants you! How dare you show up in the In front of me, you are really shameless!"

As he said that, he forced Fang Xiao in his arms to a man standing next to him, rushed forward and grabbed Fang Yun's hair, ignoring the opponent's struggle, and slapped him several times heavily.

The thin Fang Yun couldn't dodge in time, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, his hair hurt from being pulled, but he was still tightly protecting the flagon in his arms.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

The little Fang Xiao was also frightened by the sudden change, and burst into tears. The candied haws in his hand were also thrown to the ground and fell to pieces.

It's like Fang Yun's heart full of holes.

"Fathers and folks, come and take a look! It's this shameless brother who wants to abduct my little man!" Du Meijuan grabbed Fang Yun's hair and forcibly turned his face towards the crowd.

Fang Yun subconsciously wanted to cover his embarrassing face at this moment, but he couldn't move because he was holding the flagon in his arms.

Sad, stinging, ashamed.

The crowd of onlookers began to hear what they were talking about, but for Fang Yun, he could no longer hear anything.

He seemed to be trapped in a deep invisible hole, and he was alone in the hole.

He was lost in the dark painfully.

But Du Meijuan glanced at the flagon in Fang Yun's arms at this moment, and snatched it without any explanation, "You are the only one? You are also qualified to drink such good wine!"

Fang Yun's eyes widened suddenly, "Ahhh" he wanted to grab it back, but was pushed to the ground by the strong Du Meijuan.

With a bang, the wine jug fell beside Fang Yun, and the crimson wine flashed a light and shadow in front of Fang Yun's eyes, and overflowed to the ground.

Fang Yun's eyes immediately filled with tears, hesitantly and helplessly looking at the broken jug.

Abruptly, Fang Yun pushed away the crowd with all his strength, stumbling and running into the alley regardless of Du Meijuan's scolding behind him.

run.

Hide quickly.

He shouted in his heart.

Those who want to hurt him will not be able to catch up.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the swearing voice behind him never appeared again, and Fang Yun stopped, leaning his back against the dilapidated wall and began to pant.

Panting and panting, Dou Da's tears fell down.

"Ah"

Fang Yun opened his mouth, but his broken throat could only make a broken and unpleasant sound.

His wine is gone, Brother Mo can't drink plum wine anymore.

He was afraid that Du Meijuan would still be guarding the door of the restaurant, and the wine would not be available for purchase.

Suppressing the grievance in his heart, Fang Yun re-combed his scratched hair, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and held back his helpless emotions for a while.

When he came out of the alley again, Fang Yun still put on that carefree appearance, except for the blushing on the right side of his face, there was nothing unusual about him.

Uncle Xu was shocked when he saw Fang Yun came back empty-handed and his right cheek was still red, "Brother Yun, what's going on with you?"

Fang Yun squinted his eyes and smiled, suppressing the tears that were about to overflow, and pretending to be relaxed, he pointed to his legs, touched his cheeks, and gestured to explain.

"You fell and spilled the wine? You child, why don't you look at the road?" Uncle Xu looked at the flushed marks on Fang Yun's face and felt that the other party must have fallen hard, and said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Fang Yun shook his head.

As a result, the wine was not bought, Fang Yun didn't explain anything, and Uncle Xu couldn't ask more questions, so he took Fang Yun back after leading the donkey, and turned around to ask Fang Yun once or twice if it hurt.

After all, he is a child, so there is no reason why he should not complain of pain when he falls.

But Fang Yun smiled and shook his head pretending to be relaxed.

He has always disliked making others worry, let alone letting others see him being wronged.

Because in the past, once she cried in front of Du Meijuan, she would only beat her harder and her body would hurt even more.

Over time, he learned to restrain his emotions, and he could force himself to hold back no matter how painful it was.

When Tang Zhengzhi saw the red mark on Fang Yun's face, he jumped up in fright, and couldn't control his words, "Brother Yun, are you going to grab a drink?"

Seeing that there was no wine in his hand, he sensed something was wrong.

But Fang Yun just smiled and shook his head, gesturing to apologize to Tang Zhengzhi.

"Oh, little brother, where did you fall? It doesn't matter if the wine is poured. If you really fell, Mo Jingcheng won't settle with me?" He said, teasingly elbowed him aside Mo Jingcheng.

But Mo Jingcheng stared at Fang Yun's right cheek with a cold face.

Because he didn't deal with it in time, Fang Yun's right cheek was a little red and swollen, but he still smiled at Tang Zhengzhi with the corner of his mouth enduring the pain.

Mo Jingcheng went into the kitchen in silence, moistened the towel with hot water, and took it out to cover Fang Yun.From the beginning to the end without saying a word, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

The latter backed away in pain, and was pulled back by his wrist.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Tang Zhengzhi didn't dare to stay for dinner anymore, he said a few polite words immediately and ran away, for fear that the ice in the air would fall on him if he didn't pay attention.

In an instant, there were only two people left in the yard.

It was almost autumn, and the wind was already a bit chilly, so cold that small bumps appeared on Fang Yun's slender arms.

"Did you fall?" A deep voice rang in Fang Yun's ear, breaking the silence and making Fang Yun tremble.

Mo Jingcheng pinched Fang Yun's chin and lifted his face, holding the wet towel and gently reducing Fang Yun's swelling.

Those bright eyes were stained with a layer of water mist that did not dissipate.

It looked like I was crying.

Fang Yun was afraid of being discovered, so he looked away in fear.

The temperature brushed every inch of the right face little by little, from the end of the right eye, to the right cheekbone, and finally to the lower lip.The movement is like a butterfly gliding over a flower, very light but very comfortable.

"It hurts."

The scorching breath sprinkled on the tip of Fang Yun's nose, causing a burst of moisture at the end of his eyes.

Fang Yun shook his head vigorously, but the swollen right cheek was accidentally pulled due to too much movement, and tears welled up from the pain.

He was in pain, terribly painful, but he didn't want to say it.

Dad told him that if it hurts, he has to hold back, so as not to let the people around him leave.

This way Brother Mo won't leave.

So Fang Yun endured the stinging pain on his right cheek, facing his wet eyes, curved the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Mo Jingcheng.

Immediately afterwards, before he could react, a fresh fragrance enveloped his whole body.

"I won't force you. Let me know when you want to talk."

"But you have to remember, I will accept everything from you."

The cool wind brought Mo Jingcheng's warm voice, which caught Fang Yun's ears unexpectedly.

At the end of summer, two fiercely beating hearts were tightly pressed together.

Fang Yun could no longer hold back the wetness in his eyes, and poured down all his grievances with tears.