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Chapter 87
In the ward, the light was soft and not irritating, but Wen Li felt sore in his eyeballs and had the urge to cry.
The operation of the air conditioner brought a slight breeze, the curtains floated up, and the corners were folded, revealing the sky outside.
The light rain turned overcast, there were no stars and no moon, it was deep black, the color was very similar to Chen Hezheng's eyes, very hurtful but also very charming.
Wen Li's chin was still strangled, and he had to raise his head, a beautiful line stretched out from his neck, white and slender.
Chen Hezheng stood with his back to the light, his face was hidden by the shadows, and only a little bit of his Adam's apple could be seen, the contours and radians, revealing a strong sense of sharpness.
He has lost weight. During this time, he has lost weight significantly.
Must have been exhausting.
The nose suddenly became sore, Wen Li held back, and his hands buried in the quilt were clenched into fists.
Chen Hezheng lowered his eyes, fell on Wen Li's face, stared at her, and only at her, and said, "Wen Li, let's get married."
Not a question, not a discussion, but a definite statement.
They got married, she married him, and from then on, the two became one, completely entangled by fate.
Everyone wins, everyone loses, no one can retreat, and no one can escape.
Zheng Jiaxun just raised his eyebrows and didn't show much surprise. With Chen Hezheng's handling style, it was expected that he would say such a thing.
Chen Heying's eyes narrowed, his scrutinizing gaze slowly passed over the two people, and finally, with a sneer, he picked up the iPad and started playing with the small games on the interface.
Clearly not optimistic.
Wen Li breathed lightly, curling his butterfly-like eyelashes to hide the expression in his eyes.
She shook her head and said softly, "No."
With such an answer, no one was surprised except Chen Hezheng.
Chen Heying slid the screen of the iPad, and several little monsters of the same color lined up and then disappeared. The cheerful music sounds like a kind of irony in this tense environment.
It is satirized that Chen Hezheng is in a daze, and also satirized that he is not sober.
The heat on Chen Hezheng's body that had finally subsided, now tended to flare up again. He felt his head was heavy, his forehead was twitching and painful, and there was a heavy scarlet under his eyes.
If Wen Li had been to Germany and met Chen Hezheng during the reconstruction period, he would have found that his current state is exactly the same as that of the time, pain and depression, two kinds of pain entangled him, making him on the verge of being torn apart.
The nightmare seems to be happening again, without even changing the script.
As if falling into some kind of paranoia, he added: "Marry me!"
Wen Li trembled lightly, hands clenched into fists, sticky sweat broke out from the palms.
She closed her eyes for a while, and then opened them again, with a light as clear as a mountain stream in her eyes, she told him more clearly and firmly, "No."
The two people seem to be in a confrontation, with swords drawn and scars.
Chen Hezheng seemed a little unsteady, and stepped back. Zheng Jiaxun wanted to help him, but he waved his hands away.
He looked at Wen Li, and his tone couldn't help being more mean, "Do you want to leave me under the banner of doing my best this time?"
The atmosphere continued to be oppressive, and the cramped space made people's nerves throb.
There was a fierce light in Chen Hezheng's eyes, word by word, speaking slowly and heavily, "Did you forget what I said - what I need is not your guilt, nor your apology, let alone yourIn the name of my good, make any decision for me. Think clearly about what I want, and then come to me, otherwise, never appear in front of me——Didn’t you understand these words? "
"I'm not going to leave you," Wen Li said immediately, her voice was trembling, her voice was broken, and her sentences were broken, "I just, just hope you can calm down. Those people, those bad people, have already seen clearly that your weakness isWhat, don't you..."
"Why calm down?" Chen Hezheng interrupted her, staring at her closely, erecting thorns all over his body, "Calmly admit that you have failed?"
The air is getting tense.
Wen Li was almost stung by him, and broke down, "That's not what I meant."
Chen Hezheng's eyes were red, and his emotions became more and more paranoid. Dark things enveloped him, making him say, "You think I lost to Ye Qingshi, right? I can't even protect myself, let alone, to protect you, to protect the one I love, is that so?"
As he spoke, he glanced around, his eyes skipping over everyone, the deep redness in his eyes was like bloodstains, "You all think so?"
Zheng Jiaxun stood up and stood between him and Wen Li, "A Zheng, don't be too horny."
Chen Hezheng's eyelashes seemed to be covered with fog, darker and wetter. He raised his arm and pushed Zheng Jiaxun aside, with such strength that Zheng Jiaxun almost staggered.He would not do such impolite and disrespectful things before.
There was a gloomy and decisive aura about him, and his gaze was fixed on Wen Li.
"I'll ask one last question," he said, "one last."
The high fever made his throat dry, Chen Hezheng turned his head sideways, and coughed into a place where no one was there, his voice was hoarse.
That voice seemed to frighten Wen Li, she suddenly covered her ears, her fingertips turned white from the force, and said in embarrassment: "Don't ask! I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen to anything!"
Chen Hezheng seemed to be in an extreme emotion and couldn't get out. His whole body, breath and eyes were all strange.
He grabbed Wen Li's arm, clasping her wrist with five fingers, with great strength and pain, he tore away her palm covering her ear, forcing her to hear clearly——
"Go get married now," he said, with a hoarse voice mixed with blood, "will you come with me?"
Wen Li was speechless, and the intense pain in her wrist made her inexplicably terrified.
Chen Hezheng looked tense, like a bow stretched to the limit, as long as a little more external force was applied, just a little bit, he would break completely.The calmness, gentleness and stability of the past fell apart in an instant.
He ignored Wen Li's trembling and trembling, and pressed her: "Answer me!"
This sound suddenly raised its pitch, especially harsh in the quiet environment.
Wen Li was startled and frightened, and her eyes soon became soaked. These days, the malice she suffered and the emotions she forcibly controlled all surged up in an instant, engulfing and roaring like a sea tide.
Of the two, it's hard to tell which one has more collapses. In short, it tastes like both sides are hurting.
She shook off Chen Hezheng's hand, pushed hard, and pushed him far away. In an almost bursting mood, she said out of control: "You go, go far away! I don't want to marry you, and I don't want to break the contract.Sign it to you! Don't! Don't want anything! What you have to do now is to run Dong Cheng well and let it stand, instead of wasting time on me and letting me drag you down!"
Chen Hezheng was pushed back by her, and there was some distance between them.
Obviously only two steps away, in such a state of mind, there is an illusion that thousands of mountains and rivers will never see each other again.
The time suddenly became extraordinarily long, and outside the window was a deep and rich night.
Chen Hezheng stood there, like a stone statue, lifeless and soulless, just stood there silently, without speaking for a long, long time.
A shadow fell under his feet, separating him from the mortal world, and his heart sank to the lowest point in the darkness.
After venting his emotions, Wen Li kept his head down, covering his eyes with his palms.She couldn't bear to see Chen Hezheng's reaction, and she didn't want to cry in front of everyone, so she could only endure it until her nose hurt.
There was a hole in the heart, happiness, innocence, bravery and sincerity, all those beautiful things leaked out, leaving only the skin, left empty in this ward.
I don't know how long it has passed, it seems to be very long, and it seems to be only a few seconds.When he spoke again, Chen Hezheng's voice was completely hoarse, and every word he said was painful.
"I've always respected you," he said slowly, "and now. If you let me go, I'll go away."
After the sound fell, he began to cough, coughing heavily, hoarse, as if suffering from some kind of persistent disease.
Zheng Jiaxun couldn't bear this atmosphere, so she called Chen Hezheng, trying to persuade them to calm down, but the moment she spoke, she met Chen Heying's gaze.
Chen Heying raised his index finger, pressed it to his lips, and made a hint to her to keep silent, his movements and eyes were stern and straightforward.
Zheng Jiaxun was speechless, and the silence began to spread again.
Chen Hezheng coughed for a long time before he stopped. He took a hard breath, turned around and backed away, and walked to the door.
His fingers touched the handle of the door, and he came back suddenly, grabbed the blanket on the back of the chair, and covered Wen Li's shoulders.
Wen Li kept lowering his head, trembling, not looking at him.
Chen Hezheng stretched out his hand, stagnated in mid-air, hesitated for a moment, and finally landed on Wen Li's hair.He stroked her hair, then her cheeks and forehead, as if to make sure she didn't have a fever from being overly frightened.
The body temperature was normal, Chen Hezheng felt relieved, and stroked her drooping hair with his fingertips.
"The bill for this ward will be sent to me directly. If you feel uncomfortable, you can stay for two more days." Chen Hezheng wrapped his slender fingers around Wen Li's long hair, "If you encounter any trouble and don't want to come to me, justYou can go to Ye Jinyang or Uncle Yu, they will help you."
There was a faint sound, as if someone was crying, and the crying was choked in his throat, deliberately suppressed.
Chen Hezheng patted Wen Li's shoulder as if he didn't hear it, "You didn't drag me down, it's because I'm not capable enough..."
After speaking, he withdrew his hand, and at the same time, something moist fell out of his eyes, went down his cheeks, landed at his feet, and shattered into glass-like flakes.
Chen Hezheng touched Wen Li's forehead again before leaving. When he left, the door closed softly.Chen Heying stood up, stretched, and then left with him.
It's so strange, they quarreled so fiercely, but they didn't say a word to break up.These two words are like a taboo, and no one is willing to mention them.
Zheng Jiaxun stayed, she sat down on the edge of the bed, hugged Wen Li's shoulders, and tried to persuade her, "Cry if you want to cry."
Wen Li kept biting his lip, biting so hard that the tips of his teeth cut blood on it.
Zheng Jiaxun didn't hear what she said, so he couldn't help but move closer, "What?"
Wen Li spoke very softly and slowly, "Those people, Liang Jing, Ye Qingshi, and people I can't name, why did they treat him like this. All of them together, even his fingerNothing compares."
Zheng Jiaxun was speechless.
She will always feel distressed, partial to him, and unable to let go of him.
With such feelings, even if they are temporarily pushed away, the separation will not be too far away.
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Young couple quarreling, don't panic, small problem