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Bewedded, Not Beloved

Chapter: 208

“It’s all blue.” I looked up at him with my head up.
He pulled me up from the ground, took one casually and put it on directly.
“Where is Xiaoshi?” I asked him.
“Let’s go outside.”
I looked outside the bedroom, and she stood alone in the middle of the outer hall, looking helpless.
I thought that Xi Qingchuan would go out to talk to Xiao Shi when he got dressed, but who knew he picked up the computer and sat on the bed.
I reminded him: “Xiao Shi is still outside.”
“Well, you chat with her and don’t affect me.” He looked down at the computer without looking up.
People came to him instead of me. As soon as I walked out, Xiao Shi said to me: “Don’t bother you, I’ll go back to the room first.”
Xiao Shi walked out of our room and gently closed the door.
I found an important point, Xi Qingchuan is very cold towards Xiao Shi, and coldly and deliberately.
Why do you want to treat Xiaoshi like this?
Is it because of deliberately irritating her, or is it to avoid suspicion?
I sat on the single sofa in front of the bed and looked at Xi Qingchuan in a daze. He was wearing computer goggles, and his eyes behind the light blue lenses were still deep.
His eyes are really swollen. I have never seen a person like this who doesn’t take good care of him, knowing that he will be allergic to seafood and eat it.
“Xi Qingchuan.” I threw him the ointment that Xiao Shi gave him: “Your eyes are swollen like rotten peaches.”
He looked up from the computer: “Who will let you live or die?”
Xi Qingchuan is really not disgusting when talking about this kind of dialogue.
Throwing the ointment in his hand, he didn’t even look at it: “The ointment of Xiaoshi is not useful to me.”
“Then what do you want?”
“Evening fragrance.”
I said that I was a witch doctor last time, but now I am addicted to it.
“There is no night lavender.” I said so, but I went to my suitcase and found it.
I don’t know when I brought the potion of Evening Lavender, it just happened to come in handy.
He closed his eyes and lay on the bed waiting for me to apply the medicine to him, and I gently applied the medicine to him with cotton wool.
I glanced at the ointment of Xiao Shi lying alone on the bed, and I couldn’t help asking him: “I think you are a little cold on Xiao Shi.”
“How enthusiastic do you want me to be for her?”
“Do you treat your ex-girlfriend the same way?”
“I only have one ex-girlfriend.” His eyes were green concoction, like a mutated big frog.
It just so happens that his eyes are closed now. When he doesn’t look directly at me, it makes me feel a little more at ease.
“You, know why Xiao Shi suddenly regretted getting married?” I know the reason. I think since Xiao Shi told me, there is no saying that I can’t tell Xi Qingchuan. I think part of the reason is that I want to tell Xi Qing from my mouth. Chuan!
As a microphone, I have no shirk.
“You know?” He was lazy, as if he didn’t care.
“You are so indifferent to Xiao Shi, is it because of her that you suddenly disappeared back then?”
“I really didn’t realize you have such a strong thirst for knowledge, Xiao Sheng.” He grunted from his nose: “Are you interested in Xiaoshi, or the past with Xiaoshi?”
“If Xiao Shi suddenly disappeared because of a last resort, would you forgive her?”
“I have forgiven her. I married her sister. Everyone is tied.”
“Xi Qingchuan.” I tugged at the corner of his T-shirt: “I know why Xiao Shi left you.”
“She has a terminal illness?”
“You are poisonous.” I looked at the green but still handsome face with painted eyes.
“Don’t you let me guess? Otherwise, the ex-boyfriend has a terminal illness, and she has to go and send him a ride to pretend to be his girlfriend?” How can he be so calm when he is so vicious?
“Apart from cursing someone with a terminal illness, you have no other imagination? For example, what is the most painful and desperate thing for a woman?”
Suddenly he sat up and opened one eye like an owl.
“Xiao Shi was raped?”
I closed my eyes, really wanting to knock him to death with the glass bottle in my hand.
“Or, Xiao Shi got infertility?”
I suddenly raised my head and stared at him: “How do you know?”
“It’s so obvious, is it hard to guess?” He closed his eyes again and lay down.
“It is indeed because of this.”
“Oh.” He was lying peacefully.
I couldn’t believe my ears and eyes: “This is how you reacted after hearing such a shocking message?”
“What kind of reaction should I have, crying, rushing to her room to hug her, telling her that I blamed her, and kicking you away to marry her in the door?”
“It shouldn’t be like this? At least it can’t be so calm!”
“You have to look forward to the matter of Chen Zhima’s rotten millet.”
“It’s less than a year.”
“Hmm.” He slept peacefully, and the green concoction was absorbed by his skin without a trace.
Xi Qingchuan is indeed a cruel person who can remove all kinds of marks. For example, the last time Qiao Yi knocked him on the back of his head, the scars are now invisible.
Not only can he remove the scars on his body, but can he also repair it so quickly in his heart?
Take Xiao Shi, for example, now that he hears her paying for him like this, is his heart as indifferent as the surface?
I sat beside him in a daze, and he suddenly took my hand: “Lie down with me.”
I lay passively beside him, looking at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling.
“What are you thinking?” He opened his eyes and glanced at me.
“I’m thinking.” I hum: “You treat your ex-girlfriend so unrelentingly, I vaguely see my future.”
He smiled in a good mood: “You are not my ex-girlfriend, you are my wife.”
“Wife will also become an ex-wife.”
“What if it doesn’t change?” He raised his head on his elbows and stared at me sideways.
I don’t know what he means: “Huh?”
“I have torn up our contract. There is no agreement for a year between us.”
“Huh?” My mind turned around.
“In other words, you can become a fuller, depending on your performance to extend the duration of the marriage.”
“Why, why?” I licked my lips.
“Because,” he reached out and touched my face: “I have the final say in my marriage.”
“But, don’t you plan to ask my opinion?”
“Okay.” He touched my bare fingers: “Miss Xiao Sheng, give you two choices. Are you willing to spend your life with the person in front of you, or forever?”
I don’t know the difference between these two choices, but I rarely hear from Xi Qingchuan’s mouth to eternity.
The word forever is always the word that can make me cry in an instant, because forever is too far away, too extravagant, too much like a promise.
Is Xi Qingchuan’s brain broken, tell me this?
Did my brain break? I cried like an idiot when I heard this word.

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