Chapter 1405

"So, are you telling me that you think I deserve to be dumped because I'm so excellent?"

Fu Jiabei's sarcastic voice came, Zeng Mingyue's face turned pale again, and then rose red.

She shook her head, but she couldn't speak any more.

In fact, she has regretted, but does she have no qualification to regret

"Zeng Mingyue, you let me down."

Fu Jiabei's voice came again, and Zeng Mingyue's red face turned pale for another moment.

She felt that his words were like ten thousand steel needles, which pierced into her heart and smashed the already broken heart.

"Talking about inferiority complex and genetic diseases is just a cover up for your lack of courage and persistence in this relationship. Your cowardly behavior is really unworthy of Fu Jiabei's dedication!"

As he spoke, Foucault got up again, and he stepped out.

This time, Zeng Mingyue didn't watch him go as she did last time. She only knew to cry, because this time she was more frightened and tried her best to stop Fu Jiabei from leaving.

She threw herself out of bed, ran to Fu Jiabei several times, raised her hand and stopped him.

"Get out of the way!"

Fu Jiabei stared at Zeng Mingyue coldly, but Zeng Mingyue bit her lip and suddenly looked up at Fu Jiabei. Her pale face seemed to glow again because of his sarcasm and questioning.

She stared at him firmly and bravely, "I won't let you! You're right. I'm too cowardly. I chose to escape, but it's because I don't have enough courage to face our feelings and confidence. I'm wrong, I'm really wrong!"

Zeng Mingyue's tears filled her eyelashes and carefully pulled Fu Jiabei's hand.

"But even if it's a prisoner, there's still a chance to reform through labor. You... Can you give me another chance, just once..."

Zeng Mingyue summoned up the courage to stay, but when she asked this sentence, she was still afraid. She was afraid that Fu Jiabei would give her a negative answer.

In that case, she will really lose him completely.

She lowered her eyes and dared not look at him again. The whole person clubbed in front of Fu Jiabei like a rigid sculpture.

"You..."

As soon as Fu Jiabei opened his mouth and made a sound, he saw Zeng Mingyue fiercely raise his hand and cover her ears.

"Wait a minute! I... I'll prepare first!"

Zeng Mingyue said, take a deep breath, and then take a deep breath

Fu Jiabei looked at her endless deep breathing and smiled. He was no longer worried about her. He raised his hand and pulled Zeng Mingyue, who was still covering his ears and breathing deeply, into his arms.

Zeng Mingyue's whole body was stiff. She sat in Fu Jiabei's arms and didn't dare to move.

Fu Jiabei sighed again, grabbed her hand covering her ears and gently pulled it down.

"Can you block your ears all your life?"

"I'm afraid..."

Zeng Mingyue's heart pounded fast, she said in a trembling voice.

He pulled her into his arms. Has he given her the answer?

Did he decide to forgive her?

"Since you're so scared, don't die a second time, okay?"

The second time?

Zeng Mingyue suddenly looked up, "so this time you don't care. Forgive me, don't you?"

Fu Jiabei raised his eyebrows slightly. "What do you say?"

Zeng Mingyue burst into tears and smiled. The ecstasy of her recovery made her jump into Fu Jiabei's arms and hold him tightly.

"I won't, I won't let go when I die!"

She is not good enough, but she is only 20 years old now. She can catch up with him in ten years, twenty years, or even her whole life, trying to make herself worthy of him.

As for the genetic disease, she didn't even find out whether it was true. Why should she be afraid?

He is so good that even in order to catch him, he should be more brave.

Drop!

A sound suddenly sounded in the quiet ward. Fu Jiabei took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Zeng Mingyue looked at him in amazement. Fu Jiabei shook Zeng Mingyue's mobile phone.

"I recorded every word and every word you said in this ward just now. Zeng Mingyue, if you dare to make the same mistake again, I will publish the recording and let outsiders see how you deceive my feelings."

Zeng Mingyue stared and nodded.

"Don't worry, you certainly don't have a chance to announce the recording."

As she spoke, she licked her dry crying lips and giggled at Fu Jiabei.

They made up. It's like a dream.

"By the way, you haven't figured out the genetic disease I just said."

However, Zeng Mingyue soon turned pale again.

She was not sure whether fujiabe would regret forgiving her when she knew she might have mental genetic disease.

"Well, you should know about my mother. I always thought my mother went crazy because she couldn't stand the stimulation of my father's junior three. But that day, Zeng Changdong told me that my grandmother was also crazy. My mother probably went crazy because of genetic reasons, and I myself..."

Zeng Mingyue looked pale and trembled. Then he stared at Fu Jiabei.

"If I'm really sick, do you... Do you want me?"

Before Fu Jiabei could speak, Zeng Mingyue said with a smile.

"Don't worry, even if you make the decision to break up, I won't blame you. You just can forgive me. I'm very happy and satisfied!"

"Ha ha, you are really considerate." Fu Jiabei smiled coldly.

Zeng Mingyue immediately felt that he had said the wrong thing again, which obviously made him angry again.

"I..."

"What are you? In your heart, our feelings can't stand the test of a little disease. I, Fu Jiabei, was a girlfriend who got sick and immediately got out and abandoned her scum man?"

Fu Jiabei, with a headache and disappointment on his face, pushed Zeng Mingyue, "forget it, I take back what I just said. You are so great, you'd better face everything yourself."

Fu Jiabei tried to leave again. Zeng Mingyue immediately knew what was wrong.

She rushed into his arms and hugged him.

"No! You just promised to forgive me! You also recorded the sound. There is evidence that you promised to forgive me. You can't go back on your word. Anyway, I depend on you. Even if I'm sick, you can't leave me!"

Zeng Mingyue raised her voice and simply used her hands and feet to directly cling to Fu Jiabei.

Hearing her say this, Fu Jiabei's expression finally turned from cloudy to sunny. He dragged her and raised his eyebrows.

"Have I been touched by porcelain? Zeng Mingyue, are you a scoundrel?"

"Well, I am! Anyway, I can't live without you, so I pester you!"

Zeng Mingyue simply doesn't want to be shameful today. It's humiliating enough anyway.

She said shameful words and held on to Fu Jiabei.