Chapter 682

With that, mu Ziliang pushes aside the people around him and carries Mu Huahong on his back. Housekeeper Feng stops him. He is drunk away by mu Ziliang. He steps on the stairs with his feet and uses up all his strength to carry his son. Step by step, he goes upstairs.

Downstairs after the bright lights, a figure slowly stand out.

Mu Huakang stood there, looking at mu Ziliang's back with Mu Huahong's hard work on his back. His gentle face gradually disappeared.

……

At night.

Ying Yongxi is lying in a remote house, suffering from high fever and lying in bed.

Mu Huakang enters the room silently, and his eyes fall on the bed.

The dim light in the room fell on Ying Yongxi's curled up body. She was shivering and pitiful.

Mu Huakang frowned and sighed. He sat down beside her bed and looked at her with pity. He stretched out his hand and pulled the hair from her forehead. He took off the bag he had brought with him and took out the antipyretic medicine from it.

"Hua Hong..."

A gibberish comes from Ying Yongxi's mouth.

Mu Huakang's hand was stiff when he took the antipyretic medicine. He looked down at her and said that she was beautiful. Even though she was so depressed, her whole body was injured and she had a high fever, she was still very beautiful. Her long eyelashes were trembling and her lips were back and forth. "I'll wait for you..."

A tear fell from her closed eyes.

“……”

Mu Huakang's eyes were sad when he listened. He firmly grasped the medicine in his hand and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, there was no sadness in his eyes, only cold.

"Bang."

He threw the antipyretic along with the whole bag to the ground.

Mu Huakang looked at the woman on the bed, put his hand on her chin and looked at her coldly. "Mu Huakang, look, this is the woman you like. This slut is full of other people in her heart. She didn't give it to you at all."

“……”

Ying Yongxi feels pain, but he is not awake because of fever.

"What do you mean by your life? You always follow a gentle way. You are greedy for that position, but you are afraid of hurting your brother's feelings. You don't want to fight for it. You even pretend that what you like is painting and art. You cheat yourself into believing it. "

Mu Huakang sneered, "I've been listening to people all my life and have a good relationship with them. I finally like a woman, but I'm afraid that I'll hurt my fiancee. I'm afraid that I'll go too far and cheat myself. I just take her as my friend. You're a failure."

Ying Yongxi lay there, unconsciously struggling a few times.

Mu Huakang let go of her, stood up from the bedside, went into the bathroom, turned on the light, stood in front of the washstand, looked at himself in the mirror, sneered.

He is mu Huakang, but he is not mu Huakang.

He is the second personality split out, and the second personality split out by Mu Huakang to protect his master's personality under long-term repression.

He protected Mu Huakang, but at the same time, he didn't look up to Mu Huakang.

When he washed his face in the mirror, he saw a lot of green stubble on his face, all of which came from his worries about Ying Yongxi. He glanced down. It was obvious that this was a house that the old man was looking for, and there was a man's razor in it.

Mu Huakang picked up the razor and began to shave in front of the mirror, clearing all the sadness on his face.

"What's the use of being a good person with strong feelings? You think that the brothers are harmonious, but your father is putting the elder brother on the back, carrying your younger brother and spoiling your younger sister. What do you get in the middle? "Mediocre in talent, frustrated in playing with things?" While shaving, Mu Huakang said to the mirror, "you are in love all night. You quarrel with her and your big brother, and even start to fight. What happened to her? You can also see that she is sleeping by your brother every day. They live like a couple outside. If I didn't lead Su Meining, they would soon have bad blood! If I didn't use the life of housekeeper Feng's son to force him to persuade the old man to wash his memory, the old man would have made them a couple

“……”

"Why, worried about housekeeper Feng betraying me? Don't worry. I went to him with my face covered. Even if he guessed that it was me, he would never dare to say that. It would take his life. "

He is talking to himself, but he is talking to the master, even if the master does not know his existence.

"In a word, Ying Yongxi doesn't have you in her heart. She is a bitch! How can you lead me out of jealousy when you are so willing to be a spare tire After shaving, Mu Huakang felt his fresh jaw and was finally satisfied, "forget it, you useless thing, I'd better solve this bitch for you, torture her well, don't worry, I'll let Su Meining do it, I can't find you on the head."

With that, he smashed the shaving knife heavily on the mirror, raised his foot and walked out. With cold eyes, he swept Ying Yongxi on the bed. He stepped on the antipyretic medicine and left without looking back.

……

For a long time afterwards, Ying Yongxi thought that if he had not met Mu Huahong, would he not have suffered so much?For example, the first time she was dragged to violence, she just wanted to die in despair, but when she looked up, she saw the starry night sky, she held on.

This starry sky is as beautiful as what she and Mu Huahong saw.

If she doesn't die, he'll come to her.

If she dies, he won't live alone.

She is not willing, not willing to see him all her life.

For example, when Su Meining and Lian man appeared, she had already vaguely guessed that the comer was not good. She knelt on the ground and begged the lame doctor, even at the expense of her body. The profit oriented doctor was compassionate. He pressed her hand to take off her clothes, promised to lie for her, and told her a month later about her baby.

She didn't expect that Su Meining and Lian man would be so cruel and throw her to life and death street.

She did not expect that she would spend the rest of her life here.

She thought that she just had to wait for a while. Mu Huahong was seriously injured and would recuperate for a long time. When he recuperated well, he had to fight with his father. After all, he could come to her.

But in the end, she waited until she died.

Life and death Street's days are backward and dilapidated, and even the air has a smell of erosion, which corrodes her edges and corners.

She waited more and more dirty, more and more dirty But in her heart, she felt that she was not unbearable.

In her heart, she is still Ying Yongxi.

When Han grew up in her stomach day by day, she couldn't make it any longer. She thought that Mu Huahong might have died of serious injury. She shouldn't wait any longer.

On the night of Han's birth, she held his little hand and thought about Mu Huahong's words: "this child has half of your blood and half of mine. Are you willing to give up?"