Chapter 190

The sun came out, red and full of vitality, pulling the shadow of the water shadow for a long time.

Since it was just dark last night, the shadow of water has knelt here straight. It has been kneeling all night. It hasn't moved, and the whole body has almost frozen stiff.

But the door of the thatched hut never opened.

When the sound of the train came from a distance, the water shadow's frosty eyelashes moved and slowly lowered his head.

She knew that the old man would never see her again.

The old man who regards her as his own daughter will be so cruel... In fact, the old man is cruel to others and himself.

Water shadow can be so cruel, but it is only influenced by him.

With her head hanging down, she held her body all night, slowly collapsed on the ground, and then slowly stretched out her limbs to facilitate the smooth flow of blood as soon as possible.

The earth is cold and wet. It's not suitable for beautiful women to lie on it.

The water shadow lay here, staring at the sky and closing his eyes.

As if she had died again, she didn't move for an hour and a half.

The sun became warm and melted the last frost on her.

She suddenly stood up like a zombie, and without looking back, she strode onto the road when she came.

When her back disappeared into the woods in the distance, the door of the thatched house creaked, opened a gap, revealed a pair of turbid eyes, and sighed gently: "alas."

Sighs often represent helplessness.

"It seems a little self defeating, boy. You're in big trouble."

The old man murmured and slowly closed the door.

The door opened and Xia Xiaoyun came out.

It's already nine o'clock in the morning, and the golden sunshine sprinkles all over the living room and on the surrounding body.

He sat cross legged on the sofa with her usual plastic fruit plate on his knee, containing snacks such as pistachios and popcorn. This guy was like a girl invited by a boy to the cinema, eating snacks and watching TV.

I don't know what's on TV. He looks very happy and giggles from time to time.

Chen Wanyue knelt down on the wooden floor in front of the sofa and peeled black melon seeds for him. Every time he peeled a melon seed, it would be put on his mouth. With one mouth, this guy could easily bite her tender white fingers almost every time.

Then she ate silently and smiled -- a husband and wife without bean's love.

Although Xia Xiaoyun is still a decent girl, the sharp intuition of women can still see that Chen Wanyue is very different from her usual appearance.

How to put it?

In the past, Chen Wanyue was a flower exposed to the sun. Although it was beautiful, it was listless after all.

But now, it's like being watered by manna. After the rain, the most charming and vibrant female charm blooms in an instant.

This is all the credit of Fangyuan.

Xia Xiaoyun looked around coldly, and the green veins protruded obviously on the back of her left hand holding the railing.

She firmly believed that if the eyes could kill, the men and women below would have been cut to pieces.

Yes, Xia Xiaoyun admitted that when she took Fang Yuan home, she was ready for him to become Chen Wanyue's guest of staff -- as if this was what she was secretly looking forward to?

But when all this became a reality, she felt the humiliation she had never felt before.

It's even worse than what Ding Baikang brought her that night: anyway, Ding Shao's villains are evil on the surface. How can Fang Yuan go there with hypocrisy and real weapons?

Not only want face, but also want to be a character.

When Xia Xiaoyun thought of this sentence, her hatred for Fangyuan almost burst out.

"Xiao Yun, wake up?"

When Xia Xiaoyun stared at Fang Yuan and bit her teeth, Chen Wanyue inadvertently looked up and saw her.

A more charming blush flew across his face. He quickly stood up and tidied up his clothes.

Her clothes are messy and her neckline is low -- even if she arranges her clothes fast enough, Xia Xiaoyun can still see that amazing white.

Chen Wanyue won't put her hand into her own collar. It can only be around.

At most, after Xia Xiaoyun noticed it, she quickly bowed her head and walked to the kitchen: "go and wash your hands, just wait for you to come down for dinner!"

Xia Xiaoyun didn't say a word. Holding the railing with her left hand, she walked down the stairs step by step.

During walking, her fierce eyes did not leave her face.

Fang Yuan didn't look at her, ate popcorn, stared at the TV, and occasionally gave a giggle.

Xia Xiaoyun came to him, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"Eh?"

Fang Yuan looked up and looked at her somewhat puzzled as he found her: "why do you put the TV -- why is your face so ugly?"

Xia Xiaoyun pursed the corners of her mouth, slightly lowered her head, but stared at Fang Yuan's eyes. She quailed and asked, "what did you do with Chen Wanyue last night?"

"Your eyes are so sharp."

Fang Yuan raised his hand and shook it in front of her. He said casually, "but your question is very strange. What can I do with her in the middle of the night?"

Xia Xiaoyun has completely forgotten that Fang Yuan seemed to be in her room before she fell asleep last night. Her voice was hoarse: "you, you offended her?"

"Ang, you seem very dissatisfied?"

Fang Yuan frowned and said faintly, "isn't that what you mean?"

"You beast!"

Xia Xiaoyun was furious. In the scream, she raised her hand and yanked the other party's round cheek.

She told Fang Yuan yesterday that no matter what he did to Chen Wanyue, she wouldn't care -- now she seems to have completely forgotten, but Fang Yuan remembers it very clearly.

Fang Yuan raised his hand, grabbed Xia Xiaoyun's right hand, frowned and asked, "Xia Xiaoyun, what do you want to do..."

Before he finished, Chen Wanyue, with a tray, appeared at the kitchen door, looked at them in surprise and asked, "husband, Xiaoyun, what's the matter with you?"

"Shut up, it's none of your business!"

Xia Xiaoyun didn't even think about it, so she shouted at Chen Wanyue.

With a slap, the tray in Chen Wanyue's hand fell to the ground, several plates and bowls fell to pieces, and porridge splashed on her cotton mop. It must be very hot.

But she looked at Xia Xiaoyun as if she didn't feel it: "Xiaoyun, how do you talk to your mother?"

"Go away, you're not my mother!"

Xia Xiaoyun suddenly broke Fang Yuan's hand, grabbed an apple from the table and smashed it at Chen Wanyue.

He threw it very accurately and hit Chen Wanyue's forehead, which directly made her stagger. Ouch, he stretched out his hand to hold the door frame.

The delicate face was instantly pale. Looking at Xia Xiaoyun, with her nightgown in her left hand, she rushed upstairs crazy.

After she slammed the door, Chen Wanyue looked around. Tears were already flowing: "old man, husband, Xiaoyun, what's the matter with her?"

Fang Yuan lit a cigarette and said, "doesn't she have indirect neuropathy? Maybe I'm ill. It doesn't matter. I'll be fine later. "

"Xiaoyun has indirect neuropathy?"

Chen Wanyue's eyes stared very big. She didn't believe it: "why don't I know?"

"You forgot."

Fang Yuan raised his legs to the ground, put on his slippers and went to the bathroom: "OK, hurry to eat. I'm hungry."

When he came out again, Chen Wanyue had disappeared.

The door of Xia Xiaoyun's bedroom upstairs is open. It seems that she has gone to comfort her daughter.

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and walked into the kitchen.

Chen Wanyue's breakfast was now sprinkled on the floor, so he had to cook it again by himself.

In the kitchen of the Xia family, there will be no lack of favorite food around.

When he was making breakfast, he heard Chen Wanyue's cry, the sound of closing the door vigorously, and Xia Xiaoyun's faint cry and curse.

These discordant voices could not affect Mr. Fang's appetite. They ate two bowls of ham and egg noodles before they put on their shoes and walked out of the Xia family villa.

Opposite the villa is a river.

The river has long thawed, and there are sparse reeds standing inside, swinging with the wind.

Fang Yuan slowly sat in the withered grass on the river bank and lay down comfortably against the warm sun.

He knew that the moment he decided to leave Lin ER and come to Xia's house with Xia Xiaoyun, he was completely involved in a vortex full of evil.

As early as seeing Chen Wanyue wearing those embroidered shoes, he found the vortex and resolutely stayed away (that is, he didn't ask about the Xia family and didn't care about Xia Xiaoyun's life and death).

But unfortunately, no matter how decisive he was, he was inevitably involved with the emergence of that stone.

Promise Xia Xiaoyun what to do and what to do after she comes to Xia's house. Fang Yuan has no plan. She can only ignore everything like an outsider and wait for those things to appear.

Summer asked is hateful, Chen Wanyue is strange, and Xia Xiaoyun is poor.

Thinking of Xia Xiaoyun crying and running upstairs, Fang Yuan sighed gently.

Footsteps sounded and someone came.

Fang Yuan doesn't have to look back, but he can tell who it is from the sound of footsteps.

Xia Xiaoyun, with red and swollen eyes, slowly sat around her, holding her knees and looking at the river.

Fang Yuan ignored her. When he closed his eyes, he heard her whisper, "I hit her."