Han Fangyi is surprised that Yin Qingwen can accept Lu HaoChen's invitation. In his eyes, Yin Qingwen has always been a reserved and indifferent person, and even rarely watches TV programs. He couldn't understand why such a big change happened suddenly today.
Yin Qingwen took a bath and came out of the bathroom. Xu Muyun's pajamas are a little smaller than her size. Han Fangyi leaned on the head of the bed and looked at her, making her feel uncomfortable: "why don't you sleep?"
"I'm thinking of you." Han Fangyi said lightly.
Yin Qingwen gave him a white look: "don't be serious. Go to sleep. What time is it
Han Fangyi waved to her. Yin Jingwen went to him and sat down and said, "sleep. I have to go to the company tomorrow morning. Again, you can come on Friday, so that you don't get up in the morning
Han Fangyi encircles her waist. Circle her in the bosom: "I really think of you, how can you promise HaoChen's invitation today? I remember you didn't even watch the concert."
Yin Qingwen asked with a smile: "in your eyes, I am just a cold personality?"
Han Fangyi pinched her palm and shook her head. "I haven't touched it yet. How can I know if you are cold or not?"
Yin Qingwen hit him hard: "no one is serious. I'm not talking to you about the same thing at all, OK? "
"What are you going to say?" Han Fangyi asked playfully with her fingers.
Yin Qingwen put her legs on the bed and turned in one direction. Han Fangyi continued to hold her and listen to her: "my grandfather, my parents. Including my brother, who was a soldier, I naturally joined the army. Ten years of military life, let me slowly forget myself. Career makes me gradually lose the ability to pursue new things, such as walking on thin ice, I almost forget that I am a woman. You said I have no time to study those. Even the song I just sang was learned when I was bored watching TV a few days ago. Just now, in such a moment, I suddenly wanted to be myself. I think I really like that feeling. "
Han Fangyi holds Yin Qingwen's hand and pauses. Like walking on thin ice, his life is not, but with her, his life will no longer be boring, only to her, everything will become light.
"You can sing and film, but can't you stop playing that kind of play?" This is the bottom line of Han Fangyi's heart. No one can touch her.
Yin Qingwen subconsciously stroked her bumpy legs and said with a smile, "do you think they can play me like this?"
"Tomorrow, let Lu HaoChen give me the script. If we have that kind of play, we'll play it, so that those smelly men won't take advantage of you." It's nice to say, but actually he wants to take advantage of it.
"OK, I know. Go to sleep. I'm really tired." Since accepting Han Fangyi's proposal, she is still playing the role of personal assistant and bodyguard. Her work is not easy, especially in dealing with the dinner party like today. She has more aspects to pay attention to. After a day, she is exhausted.
Han Fangyi put the pillow, first lay on the bed, stretched out his arm and let her pillow on it. It's normal for male and female friends to live together, but Han Fangyi still holds the bottom line. He knows that she hasn't completely accepted herself. It takes a distance from loving to falling in love. He already feels very happy to hold her like this.
"Han Fangyi." Yin Qingwen closed her eyes and called him.
"Well?" Han Fangyi's light response.
"I want to tell you something."
"What?"
"I want to have plastic surgery." She has been thinking about it for a long time. She has been thinking about it ever since she accepted to be unmarried. She is not only thinking about herself. In such a position as Han Fangyi, where his wife goes means the appearance of him and the company. She is afraid that she will become his laughing stock.
Han Fangyi suddenly turns on the wall lamp at the head of the bed and takes out an arm under her head. He expresses his displeasure with a rude gesture: "give up your idea, you have suffered a crime. I won't allow you to suffer that crime again."
"But it's wrinkled. Do I have to wear pants all my life? Aren't you afraid that your wife is disabled?" Yin Qingwen's hand inadvertently stroked her stomach, where she had a life-long nightmare.
"Why should I be afraid? My wife was hurt like that for me. No one has the right to laugh at you." Han Fangyi's tone is very cold. Yin Qingwen's words really touched his most sensitive nerve. What he cares about most is her injury, and what he cares most is that he left her that deep scar, but it's just heartache rather than disgust.
"You haven't seen it yet." Yin Qingwen lifted up her coat. Her thin body was full of the marks left by the fragments of the bomb, and the potholes extended to her left chest.
This is the first time that Han Fangyi is so intuitive to face the scars on her body. He once knew that she was seriously injured by the explosion, but he didn't expect that it would be so serious.
Looking at his face, Yin Qingwen laughed at herself, then put down her clothes, turned around, tears in silence, and no longer spoke.
Han Fangyi realized that she misunderstood her own meaning, quickly straightened her body and let her look at herself: "Qingwen, I didn't mean that. I didn't expect that you would be hurt so badly, but no matter what you are, it won't change my love for you. That kind of operation is too painful. I don't want you to do it. The beautiful appearance is just a shell. What I love is you."
Yin Qingwen's tears are falling. As Han Fangyi said, she is always indifferent and moved by his words. She choked and said, "but it's really ugly. Sometimes I'm afraid of it." Han Fangyi gently touched her little face, lowered his head and printed a kiss on her stomach through her clothes: "don't be afraid, everything has me. Next time I let it scare me, it's all my fault. Why does it scare you?" Yin Qingwen was so amused by his words that she chuckled. Her love words could be so improper. She stopped her tears and said, "I know. Let's go to sleep. It's daybreak if we don't sleep any more."“ But suddenly I want to do something else Just that kiss not only moved him, but also deeply aroused his desire“ You'd better take a cold bath. It's someone else's home. It sounds like something. " Yin Qingwen pushed him, and then wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, so as to avoid his brutality. Han Fangyi reluctantly turned over and lay down on the bed: "let's go home tomorrow. Next time, we won't come out to visit again. It's a delay."