Chapter 15 "I feel sorry for my Mrs. Xu and want to hug her."
The carriage was silent, colorful rainbow lights flashed in the distance, and cars passed by.
Xu Heyi's voice, mixed with the cool night wind, fell into Jiang Nuanzhu's ears.
"I have been following your life all these years."
Also waiting for you to grow up.
The unfinished words were suppressed in Xu Heyi's heart and were not spoken out. Only his eyes became more and more profound.
He was waiting for his young fiancée to grow up, and then he would go to the Jiang family to propose marriage after she graduated from college.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong and his fiancée was almost kidnapped.
Fortunately... now everything is back to square one.
Jiang Nuanzhu's thoughts were sometimes confused and sometimes clear, and she vaguely came to a conclusion.
Xu Heyi is a man with a strong sense of responsibility.
There were some things she didn't want to hide from Xu Heyi, so as not to leave hidden dangers for her future marriage.
"I slapped my sister in the bathroom."
She looked up and stared into Xu Heyi's deep and narrow eyes, trying to see some surprise or confusion in them, but she found nothing.
So someone as smart as Xu Heyi had actually seen through the discord between her and her family a long time ago.
Xu Heyi did not avoid Jiang Nuanzhu's inquiring gaze, but just asked lightly.
"What's the reason?"
Jiang Nuanzhu's lips moved slightly, and she whispered, "She threatened me."
Xu Heyi frowned, "How did she threaten you?"
There was a subtle concern in the calm and indifferent tone, like a parent who was partial to one child and was afraid that his child would be wronged, regardless of what happened.
There was even a hint of wanting to support her.
Such unreasonable favoritism made Jiang Nuanzhu feel a little sad.
Her nervousness suddenly relaxed, and her eyes softened. "Jiang Nuanyu started learning violin at the age of five, and was admitted to the National Conservatory of Music at the age of nine. She became the youngest violinist in the school's history. At that time, everyone called her a genius violinist."
"And then?"
Xu Heyi suddenly reached out and held Jiang Nuanzhu's hand. Jiang Nuanzhu did not struggle. "Later, her hands were crippled. The rumor in the circle was that I was responsible."
Xu Heyi remained calm and collected. "Did you do this?"
Jiang Nuanzhu lowered his eyes, "Yes."
"What's the reason?"
Jiang Nuanzhu suddenly raised her eyes, her curled eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, her round, bright eyes shimmering with water: "Do you believe me?"
Xu Heyi held her hand tightly with his big hand, and said gently, "You are my wife, who else can I trust if I don't trust you?"
There seemed to be mist in Jiang Nuanzhu's eyes. She didn't want others to see her weak side, so she turned her head to look out the window.
She wanted to pull her hand back, but Xu Heyi held it too tightly and she couldn't.
Xu Heyi said calmly: "I believe you, you won't target others for no reason."
His tone was full of confidence and trust.
Many images flashed through Jiang Nuanzhu's mind, including Yan Shi's meaningful eyes, his parents' terrified and angry expressions... It seemed that at this moment, they were all replaced by Xu Heyi's calm and composed face.
"That year, I was nineteen years old."
It was just a simple sentence, but for the first time, Xu Heyi felt the pain in his heart as if it were being pierced by needles.
Nineteen-year-old Jiang Nuanzhu fell from the third floor, suffered serious leg injuries, and was forced to bid farewell to the stage.
That fall made it difficult for her to become an excellent dancer. She fell from the peak of her life to the abyss overnight.
In the same year, Jiang Nuanyu had both his hands broken by a piano and could no longer play the violin.
Many things are left unsaid.
Jiang Nuanzhu: "Don't you think I'm vindictive and cruel?"
The carriage was silent for a long time, and Xu Heyi's low and magnetic voice suddenly sounded.
"Did it hurt when your foot was injured?"
After hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned and sad, with red eyes.
The white hair is as new as before, and the love is as old as before... So this is what it feels like.
Xu Heyi suddenly opened his hands, and the wedding ring on his broad and slender knuckles shone brightly.
Jiang Nuanzhu suppressed the bitterness in his eyes, and there was a bit of confusion in his clear eyes: "What are you going to do?"
"I feel sorry for my Mrs. Xu and want to hug her."
Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned and slowly buried her head in Xu Heyi's chest.
The soft and delicate suit fabric swallowed up the tiny tears and silently smoothed out the tiny scars of the past.
After a moment, Jiang Nuanzhu leaned against his chest and said in a dull voice: "Xu Heyi, I lost my parents when I was nine years old. You don't have to be too restricted by the Jiang family."
Jiang Nuanzhu is not stupid. Having been immersed in the circle for several years, she can naturally see the thoughts behind Jiang's father and mother's welcome to the new son-in-law.
Xu Heyi patted her back gently, his low voice sounding especially gentle in the night.
"I'll do as you say."
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