Chapter 88 Let Me Go, and I’ll Let You Go
He Yan and Xia Tian looked serious, fearing that Fu Ci Yan might do something irrational, so they quickly ran over.
“Brother Yan…Brother Yan!”
Ji Jiaojiao was left sitting on the floor of the corridor in a daze. She called out "Brother Yan" several times but failed to get Fu Ci Yan to stop.
Her head was buzzing, and she didn't know whether it was because Xia Tian beat her or because she was scared.
Seeing Fu Ci Yan so anxious, if she really believed Wen Nanxi, would she still have a good life?
Thinking of this, she no longer cared about the pain and ran to the inpatient department with a face full of slap marks.
A group of doctors and nurses watching were amazed.
"As expected, there are all kinds of birds in a big forest."
"This mistress is quite capable, giving the original wife second-degree burns."
"You didn't see that mistress's arm. If you come any later, it will heal."
…
Fu Ci Yan's clothes were all messed up. He was very panicked and felt like he was going to lose something.
When he reached the door of the ward, he stopped suddenly, took a deep breath, and felt a little timid when he grabbed the door handle.
Now thinking back to when they were in the ward, Wen Nanxi's face was as white as a piece of paper, but he was still angry at the time, and coupled with Ji Jiaojiao crying miserably, he subconsciously thought that Wen Nanxi was taking his anger out on Ji Jiaojiao.
He spoke without thinking and said something hurtful to her again.
The moment the door opened, he saw the man lying on the hospital bed. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his brows were frowning even in his sleep.
You can imagine how much pain she was in.
Shen Yuechuan originally thought that it was He Yan who came back, but he didn't expect that it was Fu Ciyan who opened the door. His face darkened:
"What are you doing here?"
Fu Ciyan's eyes were filled with wariness:
"I'm here to see my wife."
Shen Yuechuan taunted:
"Don't you think you haven't hurt her enough?"
Fu Ci Yan was speechless.
Wen Nanxi opened her eyes when she heard the sound. She was still in pain from the wound, so she slept lightly. When she looked up, she saw Fu Ciyan. She forced herself to pull the corners of her mouth:
"Why, Mr. Fu, are you going to teach me a lesson on behalf of your sweetheart?"
Fu Ciyan's eyes flashed with hurt, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly:
"I'm sorry, Nanxi... I don't know..."
Wen Nanxi sighed and muttered to himself:
"Another belated apology, Fu Ciyan, why are you always like this? I'm really tired."
A dense and stabbing pain crept up in his heart, and Fu Ci Yan was a little afraid to face it.
It would be better if she could cry to herself or scold him a few times.
After all, I care.
But she just looked like she was used to it, with no expectations in her eyes.
He lowered his head and walked step by step to the head of Wen Nanxi's bed. He squatted beside the bed and grabbed Wen Nanxi's hand:
"Does it hurt?"
Wen Nanxi lowered his eyes, not wanting to answer such nonsense, and said:
"Fu Ciyan, I beg you, let's get a divorce."
Shen Yuechuan looked at this scene, shook his head, and walked out the door, leaving the ward to the two of them.
Fu Ciyan felt a pang of pain in his heart:
"Didn't we agree not to divorce? You said you'd wait for me to come back and have a good chat."
Wen Nanxi withdrew his hand and said calmly:
"I don't want to talk anymore. I walked in the snow for half an hour yesterday. It was so cold that day, but not as cold as when you kicked me out of the car. I don't want to be wronged anymore, Fu Ciyan, I don't want you anymore."
Fu Ciyan: "Don't say that, okay? We are husband and wife, we will be together forever."
Wen Nanxi chuckled:
"Can a vicious person like me walk with you forever?"
Fu Ciyan felt a pang in his heart:
"No, I just... said something without thinking. I was angry that you and He Yan were too close. I was jealous. I know you love him, but I am your husband."
A look of understanding flashed in Wen Nanxi's eyes.
As expected, Fu Ci Yan had misunderstood her and He Yan. In that case, let's just let it go.
She just wants a divorce now.
"Yes, I do love him because he protects me and respects me. Fu Ciyan, you said you were my husband, but all those hurts were caused by you. I am in so much pain.
Didn't we agree that after three years, we would each live our own lives? You have your white moonlight, and I have my cinnabar mole. We have come such a long way, that's enough."
"not enough!"
Fu Ci Yan's face was full of paranoia. He refused and was unwilling to do so.
"I can't let you go, Wen Nanxi, you can only be mine, I won't allow you to fall in love with someone else!"
Wen Nanxi felt that he was just like a child protecting a toy. How could he have any of the rationality of an adult?
"Fu Ciyan, wake up. You just don't want to admit defeat in this marriage. You've always had a smooth life since childhood. Once something beyond your control appears, you will be unwilling to accept it. You don't really love me."
Fu Ciyan looked into Wen Nanxi's eyes:
"How do you know I don't really love you?"
Wen Nanxi found it a little ridiculous:
"You love me? Do you love me so much that you would call me vicious when Ji Jiaojiao poured hot soup on me? Do you love me so much that you would kick me out of the car for Ji Jiaojiao? Do you love me so much that you would distrust me at so many moments? Fu Ciyan, if this is your love, then I can't bear it."
Wen Nanxi said the latter sentence very seriously.
She had absolutely no way of believing Fu Ci Yan's words that he loved her.
So many times, with so many details, she was only hurt, heartbroken again and again until she became numb. Now she has realized that she doesn't want this person anymore.
Fu Ciyan was a little panicked:
"That's not the case... Nanxi, please listen to my explanation."
"Okay, you talk, I'm listening."
Fu Ci Yan was stunned. He suddenly didn't know how to explain.
He did every single one of those things with his own hands.
It was he who pushed Wen Nanxi further and further away.
Wen Nanxi just looked at him like that, but he was speechless. In the end, only three words remained:
"sorry……"
Wen Nanxi raised her head slightly:
"I don't want your apology, Fu Ciyan, please let me go, and I will let you go too."
"No... No, I don't want to let it go."
Fu Ci Yan's eyes were a little red, and Wen Nanxi felt powerless.
Now that things have come to this, what else is there to say?
Wen Nanxi pulled back the quilt and showed him her gauze-wrapped calves and her frostbitten, red and swollen toes.
"This injury isn't on you. You don't feel the pain. Fu Ciyan, if I continue with you, I don't know what other injuries I'll get. I just want to stay alive."
Fu Ci Yan almost cried. He didn't know how hideous the wound was under the gauze, and he didn't have the courage to look.
"I failed to protect you. Give me another chance, okay?"
Wen Nanxi's mood suddenly turned bad, and she curled her lips:
"Okay, Ji Jiaojiao was the one who hurt me. As long as you make her pay the price, I will give you a chance."
"Jiaojiao she..."
Wen Nanxi's voice became much softer:
"Do you know? Ji Jiaojiao has framed me many times. Your good sister has always been targeting me, relying on your partiality to hurt me unscrupulously, and it's not just this time."
Fu Ciyan looked into her eyes:
"Nanxi, does it have to be like this?"
Wen Nanxi answered decisively:
"Yes, Fu Ciyan, this is your only chance."
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