Chapter 222

Countless Ji zhanrui asked for her many times in one night. When she woke up, Fang Mengru only remembered that she was in a coma under the pain of being torn.

Lying in bed looking at the ceiling in a daze, Fang Mengru straight eyes slightly empty, people can't guess what she is thinking at this moment.

The air seemed to condense. In the whole space-time, she could only hear her breathing. She guessed that Ji zhanrui had already left. After all, they only occupied last night, and there was no equivalence.

Fang Mengru's mind is blank. She doesn't know what attitude to face Ji zhanrui's disappearance. The entanglement of the night before has made her unable to think about the only relationship between them, but she can't understand it.

"You wake up." The bathroom door opened and closed, Ji zhanrui half naked upper body, surrounded by a towel and walked past.

Suddenly, Fang Mengru's heart is flowing with a warm, inexplicable, perhaps suddenly know that he has not left.

She didn't say a word, turned around silently, ignored his greetings, closed her eyes, wanted to feel at ease, but suddenly she was scared by her inner thoughts.

They just went to bed and pestered all night. Why does she still have nostalgia for him at the bottom of her heart? Why does his presence make her feel more at ease?

No, Fang Mengru, don't you forget that he humiliated you in every way and left you strong by his side? Have you forgotten how your baby died? And he must regret that he didn't mean to apologize. Fang Mengru, how long do you have to be wrong before you can really see his face!

"Why are you shaking?" With a towel in his hand, Ji zhanrui is wiping her hair. However, he finds Fang Mengru shivering. He goes to the bedside and naturally lies beside her, with a big hand on her forehead. Fortunately, it's not hot.

She didn't dodge. She sniffed, wrapped herself in a thick quilt, calmly picked up the clothes she could still wear on the ground. Every time she bent down to pick up or discard them, it was like a silent protest against Ji zhanrui's madness the night before.

"I sent for the clothes." Ji zhanrui knows that this is a way for Fang Mengru to refuse him, but he can't help reminding her that her every move is stubborn and serious, lovely and hateful.

Standing still, Fang Mengru slowly moves her eyes to Ji zhanrui's face with her underwear, complete coat and jeans in her hand. Her indifferent eyes, sarcastic mouth, proud smile, cool and noble, even if she refuses people thousands of miles away, make Ji zhanrui fascinated.

He dragged the quilt to the bathroom and carefully locked the door. Fang Mengru saw his mark in the mirror in front of the washing table. It was red everywhere, shocking.

Ji zhanrui changes his position from lying on his side to leaning on his back. He looks at the ceiling like Fang Mengru just now. His mind is very confused. Last night, he was so emotional that he wanted to punish her, but he didn't expect that he felt too good after entering. He couldn't control himself, and he couldn't help himself until she fainted again and again.

Last night, there was too much violence between them. He didn't have time or forgot to take any contraceptive measures. If she miscarries again, I'm afraid she will habitually miscarry in the future

Even Ji zhanrui didn't notice that he didn't want to let Fang Mengru abort once more in case of having a baby. Maybe it was his selfish and selfish thought that pushed Fang Mengru away from him.

Ji zhanrui quietly waits for Fang Mengru to come out of the bathroom, but he can only hear the sound of water inside. It's not until the meal is sent into the room that Fang Mengru hasn't come out of the bathroom that Ji zhanrui realizes the seriousness of the matter.

Fang Mengru was sitting in the bathtub with her knees in her arms. The water from the shower was strong and powerful, hitting her back. She didn't know how long she had been sitting like this. Her body turned from hot to cold, from clearly feeling pain to a little numbness. Her heart was empty and pale.

Ji zhanrui stood outside the bathroom door and called Fang Mengru many times. There was only the sound of water in the door. He was flustered in the bottom of his heart for fear that she would do something stupid. He quickly stepped back a few steps. A split in the air, and the bathroom door fell.

In the white bathtub, Fang Mengru's thin body is sitting in a ball. When she hears the sound coming from the door, she turns her head gently. Her expression is dull and her eyes are empty. She looks at Ji zhanrui.

"Damn it I don't know why, being watched by her eyes like this, Ji zhanrui is tight for a moment without any reason.

The hot water has wrinkled Fang Mengru's skin. Ji zhanrui hurried to the side of the bathtub, tightening the valve with one hand, pulling the bath towel on the shelf with the other hand, wrapping her up and holding her out. In the whole process, she didn't say a word, hanging her head tightly, as if defending something.

Ji zhanrui didn't force her to speak when she didn't want to speak. At the moment when he rushed into the bathroom, he saw that she was covered with red marks. He had already felt guilty. Last night, because of his passion, he didn't want to hurt her so much.

This is Ji zhanrui's first time to serve others. He deliberately avoids the parts that make his blood flow. He takes a lot of effort to put on her underwear. After putting on the clothes, he holds her to the dresser and helps her dry her hair carefully while holding her hair with his big hand.It took Ji zhanrui nearly an hour to finish these tasks. When he took her to sit in front of the dining car, her cold hands gradually warmed up, and her pale face eased a lot.

"Good, eat something." Ji zhanrui takes the warm milk and hands it to Fang Mengru. He cuts the steak into small pieces and feeds it to her mouth with a fork. He coaxes her softly.

Also immersed in a blank world, mouth is warm steak, the fragrance along the air into her nose, pull back her nearly lax thinking, suddenly she found his gentle and considerate.

Fang Mengru is holding warm milk in her hand, and her cold fingertips are rubbing against the wall of the cup. Ji zhanrui's fork holding hand still stops in front of her. She hesitates for a moment, and finally holds the piece of beef.

Tears, in an instant burst, in the face of Fang Mengru this sudden tears, Ji zhanrui in a hurry.

"Is it that delicious?" He laughed at her and drew out a tissue to wipe her tears.

Can collapse of tears, how can be wiped will stop it?

Fang Mengru droops her head. The cup in her hand has long been taken away by him, and replaced by a few thick paper towels. Her tearful eyes dimly raise her head. A pair of tearful eyes are more and more exciting.

"Ji zhanrui..." Her voice was hoarse and choking, and the tears fell down her cheeks one by one, so he didn't have time to wipe them.

"Well, I am." As like as two peas in the year, he was still the same sentence, the same gentle and affirmative, but it was different from the times.

"Why?" Fang Mengru was incoherent. Her memory of the past was so deep that she circled through her mind one by one.

"What?" Ji zhanrui doesn't understand what she's saying, but he thinks that she didn't cry when she lost her child.

"Why are you so nice to me when we can't get it back?" In a word, it took Fang Mengru a long time to express it clearly.

A lot of things, Fang Mengru can't understand, they have experienced too many things, sweet and bitter, but always give people a sense of time does not meet the opportunity, so will come to this point.

"Irreparable?" To understand Fang Mengru's meaning, Ji zhanrui's heart is like thunder. He froze for a moment. Until the mobile phone ring on the desk, Ji zhanrui regained his mind. With a cold smile, Ji zhanrui said, "you are wrong. You are mine. Even you have no choice."

The cruel and gorgeous corner of his mouth, overbearing lips strong kiss to her face tears, and the next second he picked up the mobile phone strode out, regardless of her in the room, tears.