With a brain-loving husband [travel]

While everyone was not paying attention, Fang Yun knelt down in front of Du Meijuan, his eyes were blocked by a layer of tears.

But he could still see Du Meijuan clearly.

Worse, it's like being despised by the world, being trampled underfoot.

It's completely different from the gentle lady who would tease him with a smile and tie a small bun for him back then.

His heart began to throb, Fang Yun raised his head and begged, "Brother Mo, let Auntie go."

Hearing the weak voice, everyone looked down and were all taken aback.

Because of crying, the red mole on Fang Yun's tears seemed to be bleeding, and even his usually clear almond eyes became extremely swollen and red at this moment.

"Brother Yun, do you really want to let her go, maybe she will come again next time, with a person like her..." Li Aniang, who just scolded Du Meijuan just now, hesitated for a while, but still walked forward.

Although she can't manage other people's family affairs, sometimes she will stand out if she really can't see it.

"Aunt Li." Mo Jingcheng interrupted what she was about to say, "Fang Yun will solve it by himself."

Aunt Li was taken aback, then glanced at Mo Jingcheng.I saw the veins appearing on the forehead of this usually gentle and gentle man, as if he was trying his best to restrain the rage in his heart.

"Damn brother! You don't need to intercede, you don't deserve to intercede with me Du Meijuan! Who do you think you are, don't think that you are a saint who can open that useless mouth! You are a useless brother! Only "Du Meijuan began to struggle fiercely.

"Crack!" Mo Jingcheng picked up the bamboo stick on the side, and threw it on her mouth, interrupting her bad words, "Did I let you talk?"

Suddenly, Du Meijuan's mouth was ripped apart, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.She passed out immediately.

The crowd fell silent for an instant, and fear spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

No one dared to speak out to stop Mo Jingcheng's actions, for fear that if he accidentally said something wrong, he would end up in the same fate as Du Meijuan.They subconsciously felt that the pupils of the man in front of them seemed to be stained with blood. If anyone touched Fang Yun, whoever said anything about Fang Yun, he would pay back ten times.

But Mo Jingcheng had tried his best to control his strength.If it wasn't for the sake of Fang Yun's affection for her, and he didn't want Fang Yun to cry, with his original strength, Du Meijuan's mouth that stinks worse than the gutter wouldn't be able to keep it.

Du Meijuan, who had passed out, was carried back by Fang Changming, because Fang Changming was already weak, and Du Meijuan was not too small, so she stopped and walked along the way.When I walked back to the next town, I was almost out of luck.

But no one in Xinghua Village was willing to borrow his small trolley. On the one hand, they were worried that Mo Jingcheng would do something to them because he hated Du Meijuan, and on the other hand, they really hated Pulaihuzi.

The style of Xinghua Village is simple and simple, there are very few such people, if there are, they will be tied up by the villagers and sent to the government office, so no one dares to come to Xinghua Village to be presumptuous.

After everything calmed down, Fang Yun went to cook with red eyes.But halfway through, tears fell into the pot, so I had to pour it out and do it again.

When he finally packed up his mood and walked out of the kitchen, he found that the yard was empty, and there was no sign of Mo Jingcheng at all.

the other side.

Du Meijuan was lying on the bed. When she woke up and turned around, the first thing she saw was her house with a big hole in the roof.

Her face was prickly in pain, as if it had been torn apart, and she grinned in pain.

Fang Changming, who was standing by, gasped when she saw someone woke up and covered her face, and hurriedly applied a hot towel to her face.The sudden temperature made Du Meijuan shrink back, and then violently shook off her opponent's hand.

"What are you doing! Are you blind!"

"Mei Juan, your face is swollen. If you don't deal with it, you will get infected." Fang Changming said in a low voice.The voice was very small, although he felt wronged in his heart, he didn't dare to express it too clearly.

Fang Changming knew in his heart that he had no right to be wronged.

Hearing this, Du Meijuan snorted coldly, her peach blossom eyes were covered with frost, "Infection? Don't you want me to die the most, so go find your brother Xue early! Cough!"

The excitement affected Du Meijuan's wound, and the smell of blood immediately filled her mouth, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Mei Juan!" Fang Changming quickly helped her up, and without a word of explanation, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth with his own clothes.

But was pushed away by Du Meijuan with all her strength, "Get out! Your Brother Yun can talk, don't you love your Brother Yun and Brother Xue, you should go find them!"

Fang Changming was staggered by the push, and looked at Du Meijuan who was almost insane on the bed with distress, as if his heart had been torn apart.

"Mei Juan, rest well, and I will make medicine for you."

After a long silence, Fang Changming pushed open the door and walked out.

For a while, the room was empty.

Du Meijuan, who had been having seizures all the time, stared blankly at the door, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a broken bronze mirror on the table, and saw her own face.

His hair was withered and yellow, messy like weeds, and his clothes were messed up because of the resistance just now, and they were still stained with blood.Those peach blossom eyes that were originally clear are now dirty and filthy.

Dirty, crazy, dirty.

Du Meijuan paused, and suddenly burst into tears, pouring out ten years of pain, "Why do you treat me like this! Why!"

At this moment, a force suddenly kicked the door open, kicking up a cloud of dust.Because of fright, Du Meijuan immediately stopped her voice.

A tall figure blocked the incoming light, and because of the backlight, Du Meijuan couldn't see the other person's face clearly for a moment.

"Who are you!" Du Meijuan screamed, feeling uneasy, "Fang Changming! Fang Changming!"

But there was no response from outside the door.Du Meijuan suddenly realized that Fang Changming must have been knocked out by the person in front of him.

All of a sudden, Du Meijuan sensed the danger and moved her body desperately to get out of bed and escape, but the fear and the injury on her face caused her body to lose coordination. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she fell to her knees with a "plop". under the bed.

Hearing the sound, the figure stopped moving in Du Meijuan's direction, and made a clanging sound as it held something in its hand.

"I said, if you touch him once, I will make you pay back ten times."

The cold voice rushed out from the darkness, and Du Meijuan shivered.

When Du Meijuan heard the voice, her eyes widened in horror, "It's you!"

Mo Jingcheng sneered, and walked slowly in front of Du Meijuan, using his brain to appreciate the pained expression hidden in the darkness.

The slender fingertips like onion roots easily pushed the cork of the wine bottle away, and a foul smell came out immediately, causing Du Meijuan to retch on the floor immediately.

Satisfied with her reaction, Mo Jingcheng bent down, "You spilled his wine, and I will let you taste the bad wine."

In the depths of the alley, in a dilapidated house despised by everyone, there was a burst of mournful shouts.

The cooked food was completely cold, and Fang Yun had taken it back and reheated it several times, but Mo Jingcheng still didn't come back.

Fang Yun sat on the steps, propped his chin and looked at the dusk, feeling lonely, "Brother Mo, don't you want me?"

Is it because he is ashamed, or is he just too useless?

Fang Yun turned his face to the table where the food was placed.

Because he had just experienced such a thing, and his mood has not calmed down, Fang Yun only stir-fried an eggplant and okra.

"Brother Mo, I made your favorite eggplant."

He remembered that every time there was stir-fried eggplant on the table, Mo Jingcheng would coddle and add an extra bowl of rice.Although he didn't say it clearly, he knew that the other party liked it.

Thinking of Mo Jingcheng's awkward expression, Fang Yun laughed softly.

Turns out he likes this.

I like how Big Brother Mo smiles at him, I like how his hands are messing with his hair, and I like the feeling of being praised by Big Brother Mo every time he makes pastries.

It turned out that he couldn't do without Mo Jing a long time ago.

But with a smile, Dou Da's tears welled up in his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and fell to the ground with a "click".

"Fang Yun."

Just as Fang Yun wiped away his tears in panic, a figure with the fragrance of stream water enveloped him.Fang Yun looked up with tears in his eyes. Because of the backlight, he looked up and saw Mo Jingcheng, who was soaked all over, with a yellow halo behind him, staring at him with red eyes.

Those eyes were full of uncontrollable rage and fury, completely different from the usual warm pupils.

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, his heart beat violently, and he subconsciously felt that something would happen.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Jingcheng hugged him, rested his cold chin on top of his head, turned his face sideways and rubbed heavily.

Fang Yun's eyes widened, but he didn't struggle.After a while, those thin arms climbed onto Mo Jingcheng's back and held on tightly.

Sensing the temperature on his back, Mo Jingcheng paused slightly and hugged him even tighter.

There was a bit of coolness on his body, Fang Yun shivered from the cold, and his back shivered slightly.

"Fang Yun, I will never let anyone hurt you, even if he is your closest relative." Mo Jingcheng whispered in Fang Yun's ear in a calm voice.

The slightly hoarse voice made Fang Yun lose some of his strength, and the numbness spread all over his body.

"Fang Yun, Fang Yun." Mo Jingcheng whispered over and over again, the strength in his hands increased, as if he wanted to embed Fang Yun into his body, "But don't leave me."

Mo Jingcheng realized that he was becoming more and more unable to control his violent emotions.It was caused by the mistakes made by the researchers when they created him, and it was precisely because of this that he was included in the list of scrapped so early.

He could lose control at any time.

He had already realized this at the beginning, but this loss of control was repeatedly suppressed by himself, and he didn't care about it over time.To this day, Du Meijuan, who hurt Fang Yun, appeared in front of him, and his irritability and anger surged into his brain, covering all his rationality.

When he came to his senses again, Du Meijuan had been tortured to the point of dying, with vomit splashed all over the floor, almost crippled.

But fortunately, even though he lost his mind, he subconsciously remembered that he only needed to teach Du Meijuan a lesson, and he couldn't really kill her. After all, he was still Fang Yun's mother. If he did too much, Fang Yun would be sad.

For this kind of people who are used to spoiling, if they don't give some profound lessons, then they will never know what they did wrong.Mo Jingcheng knew this, so he came here without telling Fang Yun, just to let Du Meijuan have a better memory.

In order not to let other people interfere, he knocked Fang Changming and Fang Xiao unconscious in advance and put them into the firewood room.

He just needs to let the person who hurt Fang Yun suffer ten times more.

When he heard Du Meijuan's scream just now, he sneered.

If he dared to touch Fang Yun again, he would make her disappear forever.

After sniffing Du Meijuan's breath, Mo Jingcheng left indifferently, remembering that Du Meijuan's blood and filth were still stained on his body, he ran to the stream and desperately wanted to wash himself clean.

Wash away all the dirt on your body.

He knew very well that Fang Yun was clean, and he couldn't dirty Fang Yun.

But as soon as he walked into the yard and saw Fang Yun sitting lonely, the guilt and impetuousness in his heart surged up again.

Fang Yun listened, blinked his big almond eyes, tears fell down and fell on Mo Jingcheng's shoulders.

"It's me who can't live without you."

The waxy voice said so.

The room was filled with a stench, and the stinky smell of feces and urine leaked into Du Meijuan's pants. Du Meijuan's legs twitched uncontrollably, her eyes lost focus, and she stared at the door wordlessly.

When she secretly lifted the festive hijab, she also looked at the door expectantly.

The night of getting married was her most beautiful moment.

Du Meijuan smiled lightly, but her saliva flowed down from the corner of her mouth uncontrollably.

In a daze, she seemed to see Fang Changming open the door, smiling at her tenderly, and reaching out to her in the dazzling light.

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The author has something to say:

1 The trolley is similar to a trolley, with two wheels underneath, it can be made.The name of the "small trolley" here is made up, but its function is similar to that of a small trolley, only simpler.

2 There are bitter and non-bitter wormwood, and wormwood is planted in the text.

3 Confession soon! !