MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 110

"...You smoke again?"

"I do not have!"

In the silent ward, the voices of the two rang out one after the other.

Mu Xueyi subconsciously denied it, but after all the words were out of her mouth, she realized that it was really unnecessary to tell such a lie.

The smell of smoke in the house was like leaking from a gas can. People buried the silver and said, "There is no silver here, three hundred taels", but she didn't even bury it, and she was still holding her neck.

Under Zhou Zhenyue's indifferent gaze, Mu Xueyi tried to change the subject: "Ayue, we haven't seen each other for five days, haha... Do you miss me? I still miss you..."

Zhou Zhenyue looked at the pitiful appearance of her curled up on the ground clutching a garbage bag. She didn't bother to care about her smoking for a while, sighed, and gently helped her stand up and go back to bed.

"What happened to your feet?"

Mu Xueyi limped onto the bed.

"It's okay, it's really okay."

"But my people found out that you did inject the wrong medicine."

"Do you remember old doctor Jiang? The old doctor who helped us meet before, he is also in this hospital. He told me in advance that the medicine was changed, so I took the correct medicine. I just don't want to. I was scared by the grass, so I acted under the supervision of Mu Guocheng, if you don't believe me, ask Anong."

Zhou Zhenyue turned her head to look at Ge Weinong.

Ge Weilong was still holding the sofa cushion, stubbornly fanning out.

His eyes were straight, like a fool.

Zhou Zhenyue looked back at Mu Xueyi again, "She can help you cover up smoking, do you think I will believe what comes out of her mouth?"

Mu Xueyi frowned and gave Ge Weinong a wink. Ge Weilong immediately put down the sofa cushion and quickly withdrew.

The door was closed tightly, leaving all the accounts to the young couple to do their own calculations.

Mu Xueyi pulled Zhou Zhenyue to sit on the bed, patted the pillow, and smiled ingratiatingly: "Ayue, are you tired from walking? Lie down."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Don't interrupt, tell me the truth."

Mu Xueyi looked at the ground and sighed, "It's really okay."

"...Forget it." Zhou Zhenyue clenched her fingers, a little helpless in her tone, "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

Mu Xueyi gently pulled Zhou Zhenyue's sleeve and rubbed his fingertips, "I just don't want you to worry."

Zhou Zhenyue glanced at her, "You are in such good spirits, I don't seem to have anything to worry about."

Mu Xueyi: "I just said it's fine."

The air was silent for a while.

Zhou Zhenyue remembered what she wanted to say when she first entered the door. I missed the rush of energy just now, and now I want to say it, but I feel stuck in my mouth, and I don't know where to start.

"cough."

She coughed dryly, brewing for a while.

"I have something...I want to ask you. I wanted to ask five days ago."

Mu Xueyi put her hand on the back of Zhou Zhenyue's hand and said softly, "You ask."

"But now, on this occasion, I feel that I shouldn't ask those..."

"It's okay Ayue, you ask."

"Well." Zhou Zhenyue paused, and then said the question that had been hidden in her heart for many days, "...You suddenly started learning to draw a few days ago, because... Bailu stopped?"

She asked very lightly, with a little bit of disguised frivolity and indifference in her tone.

Mu Xueyi immediately replied, "No."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Then why did you suddenly learn to draw?"

Mu Xueyi was speechless. How should she explain it?

She is secretly arguing with Bai Luting for jealousy, and wants to learn to draw like Bai Luting, so that A Yue's eyes will not have any chance to shift to Bai Luting?

She wants to tell Ayue that she has been concealing that Bailuting actually likes Ayue?

Zhou Zhenyue saw that Mu Xueyi did not speak, and there was a trace of loss in her eyes.

After a long while, she asked in a more muffled voice:

"Are you in love with someone else?"

Seeing that Zhou Zhenyue had such an outrageous idea, Mu Xueyi was startled, and hurriedly said, "I don't."

"Is it because...I haven't forgiven you, I haven't gotten back with you, you are tired of our relationship and want to give up..."

Zhou Zhenyue took a deep breath, her eyelashes kept trembling when she said these words, and her eyes were shaking when she looked at Mu Xueyi.

Mu Xueyi was also in a hurry, her messy thoughts were stuck in her throat, "I'm not..."

"Xueyi," Zhou Zhenyue said word by word, "Actually, I forgave you a long time ago, I want to be with you well, and I am willing to trust you again."

"Can you..." She clenched her hands into fists and put them on her knees, her phalanx turning white, "Think about it, about our relationship."

It was the first time that Mu Xueyi saw Zhou Zhenyue put her posture so low, looking at her lowered eyes and clenching her white fists, she was so distressed that she quickly reached out and hugged Zhou Zhenyue.

"I don't like anyone else, Ayue, listen to me, Ayue..."

She swallowed her saliva and realized that Zhou Zhenyue was stiff in her arms, she immediately tightened her arms and hugged her tighter.

With a sigh of relief, she simply said it all: "Actually, that little girl Bai Luting likes you! She has always wanted to know you. She thinks that you are good at painting, beautiful, and can make money. I don't want her to get close to you, nor do I want to get to know you. Let you know she likes you because she can draw and I can't. And she's still a student and I'm thirty years old. I'm afraid you will prefer a little sister like her, after all I have nothing now, no No matter how young you are, you are still a lame person, with a heavy heart and a deep city, and you will always lie to you and let you down..."

The more Mu Xueyi talked, the more she felt that she was so bad, she just wanted to find a seam to get in.

"I also made you misunderstood and made you unhappy. How can I... always do things like this that make you sad..."

The emotion that had been frozen for many days in Zhou Zhenyue's chest finally began to slowly dissipate.

The bruising seemed to be smoothed out.

turn out to be…

It's all a misunderstanding.

Are they actually eating the same person's vinegar?

After reacting to this, I can't help but feel a little ridiculous.

Mu Xueyi buried her head and whispered, "Anyway...you just said that you forgive me, I don't think I heard it."

Zhou Zhenyue: "...why?"

Mu Xueyi twisted her fingers together, frowning slightly.

"I don't want you to say forgive me because you thought I had a medical accident, or because you misunderstood my transference. I don't want you to be carried away by a momentary emotion."

Biting his lower lip, he made a shallow tooth mark.

"I hope that when you said the word forgiveness, it was because you really didn't mind and let go. Not because of regret, retention, or any other reason."

"Now you know, my feet are fine, and I don't like anyone else. You have to think about it seriously, whether I...is worth your..."

A hand suddenly stretched out beside her and gently held her crossed fingers.

"You're right," Zhou Zhenyue said calmly, "Forgiveness controlled by emotions is meaningless forgiveness."

Mu Xueyi smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, I didn't plan to get back with you so soon. It's still a long time, I can wait, so you can see, I'm real this time... I'm determined to stay by your side. ."

"Well." Zhou Zhenyue rubbed Mu Xueyi's fingers, "Wait for me to calm down. After a while, all my thoughts will be straightened out, and maybe I will understand."

Mu Xueyi responded.

She leaned into Zhou Zhenyue's arms, hugged each other's waist, and rubbed against her chest.

Such a soft embrace makes my heart soften.

However, Zhou Zhenyue grabbed the back neckline of her hospital gown and carried her out of her arms.

"Don't hug me."

Mu Xueyi was stunned, "Huh?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "It smells like smoke, it stinks to death."

Mu Xueyi whispered: "But you just let me hug you."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Just now, now is now."

Mu Xueyi: "?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "I was just afraid that you liked others, but now I'm not afraid anymore."

Mu Xueyi: "…"

The author has something to say: Forget it, no rest.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: 1 Ayue Mighty;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 503504391;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Mr. Ant_, 0816, Luo Yi, the strange sister AhLian, ddddd, is a big orange, Xiao Wei, I wish a happy life, Jiangyu, cat, just a small grass;

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