475: C475 I Won't Let Go

C475 I Won't Let Go

If it were before, wouldn't she have been soft-hearted?

Fu Sihan was completely ignored until he should sleep at night. Wanwan did not even say a word to him.

Even when Fu Sihan and Yan Wanwan slept in the master bedroom at night, Wanwan was too lazy to bother with him and just laid on the right side of the room where she belonged and closed her eyes to sleep, treating Fu Sihan as nothing.

Her attitude was like a pool of stagnant water. There were no emotional ups and downs, no reproachful questioning, no lingering fear of being reborn after a catastrophe, no crying and blaming.

To Fu Sihan, Yan Wanwan was the one he was most afraid of seeing. She was like a person who had lost her love and interest in life. She was getting further and further away from him.

Although she was by his side, her heart had already left him.

Wanwan was worried that she would not be able to sleep well at night, so she deliberately ate a sleeping film. Even so, she only successfully fell asleep after half an hour.

The woman slept by her side according to the rules. The blanket was only covered by a small piece, as if she was afraid to bump into him.

Fu Sihan waited until Yan Wanwan's breathing became steady and long. After making sure that she was sleeping soundly, he opened his eyes, turned his body sideways, and propped up his head to look at the woman beside him.

She could only lie flat on her legs with plaster cast on them. Lying flat on her injured abdomen was not comfortable. Even when she fell asleep, her brows were furrowed.

"It hurts, right?" Fu Sihan's voice was so soft that it could not be seen. It was full of heartache.

He raised his hand and carefully wiped Yan Wanwan's brows. He wanted to flatten her glabella.

He did not know what bad thing he had dreamt of, but Wanwan's glabella knitted even more clearly. She kept shaking her head and whispering dream language.

Fu Sihan got closer and finally heard what she was saying.

"Don't..."

"Get lost...!"

"Scram... Ah Han..."

"Han..."

As he spoke, two lines of crystal clear tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes and slipped into his hair.

She was so scared that her entire body was trembling.

Fu Sihan's entire body froze on the spot, and he felt a chill run down his spine. He really wanted to slap himself.

"Wanwan! Wanwan is not afraid. I am here." Fu Sihan held her and gently patted her arm to comfort her, avoiding the injury.

Because there were many big and small wounds on her body, Fu Sihan could no longer smell her body fragrance. He could only smell the smell of ointment.

This smell was constantly reminding him of his sins.

"Wanwan, wake up!" She was still immersed in her nightmare. Fu Sihan heartlessly woke her up.

Wanwan finally opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling in confusion. Through the bright moonlight, she saw the surroundings. It was not the dirty room with the dirty man and the camera. It also did not mean that she had experienced danger in the ward, but the master bedroom in the First-class Garden's main building.

"Wanwan, did you have a nightmare?"

A familiar male voice was heard beside her ear, carrying a warmth unique to midnight.

Fu Sihan saw the woman turn her head around. Her eyes were silent and indifferent. There was no fear, no fear, no dependence.

If not for the tears that had yet to dry up from her eyelashes, it would have made people suspect that what he had just seen was an illusion.

"What kind of nightmare did you have?" Fu Sihan wanted to kiss Yan Wanwan's tears, but she tilted her head to avoid it.

Wanwan pulled the cup up a little and half of her face was buried under the blanket. She wanted to block Fu Sihan from seeing her eyes. "You don't want to know."

Fu Sihan had probably guessed what she was seeing in her dream.

She asked him for help. But he... he was not by her side at that time, and the person who had saved her was Nangong Yixiao.

Fu Sihan got out of bed and fetched Yan Wanwan a cup of warm water, "Drink a little?"

Wanwan hesitated for a moment, took over the cup and drank half a cup. She laid down again and quickly fell asleep.

Fu Sihan poured out the remaining half of the cup of water and added a sleeping film to it.

He knew that Yan Wanwan secretly ate a piece. After eating a piece, she actually still had nightmares...

"Wanwan, I know what they did to you. It's useless for you to use intense words to lie to me."

"Good night, my baby." Fu Sihan took Yan Wanwan's face out of the blanket and kissed the remaining tears on her face. The last kiss stopped between her eyebrows.

"I will not let go."

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Her sleeping position was not comfortable, and coupled with the effects of the nightmare, even after eating a sleeping movie, Wanwan woke up early the next morning.

Fu Sihan was dressed neatly and sat on the sofa not far from the bed, using a tablet to process his email.

He seemed to have grown a second pair of eyes. When Wanwan woke up, he noticed that the earpiece was placed to the side and walked to Yan Wanwan's side to help her brush the hair that was stuck to her temples.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

"Divorce." The first thing Wanwan said when she woke up was these two words.

She even had the raspy voice of waking up early in the morning.

Fu Sihan's originally amiable face instantly sank, "Wanwan, I didn't agree yesterday. Do you think I can still agree after thinking for a night?"

Wanwan did not understand his attitude. What was Fu Sihan still insisting on? What could he get?

Was he looking for trouble?

"Fu Sihan, if you don't let me go now, I will still leave after my injuries are healed." Wanwan propped herself up and sat up, "If you want me to stay by your side for the rest of my life, you can only break my legs forever."

Fu Sihan carefully picked her up horizontally. Yan Wanwan's legs were broken, so he did not dare to carry her away. Instead, he put her in a wheelchair and pushed her into the bathroom.

He squeezed the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth. He handed the toothbrush to Yan Wanwan and said, "Wash up first. Breakfast is ready."

He ignored her words.

Wanwan closed her eyes and suppressed her anger. She took the toothbrush and began to brush her teeth.

In any case, she had already said what she needed to say. Some people could not do anything even if they pretended to be deaf and mute.

Fu Sihan was very clear about the steps Yan Wanwan took to wash up. Just as Yan Wanwan wanted to rinse her mouth, the water was brought to her mouth.

Wanwan raised her hand and wanted to take it herself. Fu Sihan blocked it, "Let me do it. Your hand is injured."

"I am not that delicate." Wanwan was expressionless.

"You can have it." Fu Sihan, who was also expressionless, said stubbornly and sent some water to Yan Wanwan's mouth.2

I have trained you.

It would be best if you were so angry that you could not leave me.

Wanwan did not want to argue with him. He could do whatever he wanted.

Fu Sihan also washed his face personally. After the towel was soaked and dried, he gently pressed it on Wanwan's face.

Wanwan did not even feel any strength. She suspected that he did not wash her clean at all. She looked at the mirror and did not see any major problems. She was too lazy to say anything.

"How do you use these bottles and jars?" Fu Sihan looked at Yan Wanwan's pile of skincare products and cosmetics and fell into the blind spot of knowledge.

Wanwan turned her head away and ignored him.

When she turned back again, she saw Fu Sihan holding her skincare products in his left hand and right hand. He looked at the bottles of "guidance" on his phone.

After a minute, he accurately got the wet water.

"Use this first, then this. This, this." Fu Sihan ordered a few bottles according to the order. He looked confident and even wanted to praise Fu Sihan. "Right?"

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