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Sitting on the floor to watch over him, she would lie down and take a nap when she was too sleepy to sleep. She would not dare to sleep soundly.

She would get up after half an hour of sleep, and immediately reach out to touch his forehead. She felt that her body temperature was dropping a little bit, and she felt a little relieved.

His arm was still wrapped in gauze, and a little blood was oozing out. Ruan Xin saw that the bleeding had stopped, so she gently untied the gauze and took the medicine she bought.

The wound was not shallow and looked shocking. She took a cotton swab, dipped it in medicine, and tried to rub it on the wound.

He felt a stinging pain after just two touches, and instinctively retracted his hand, frowning.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

He slept on the bed, and she sat under the bed, holding the medicine in her hand. Ji Yang seemed to be stunned and looked at her again.

Ruan Xin did not speak, closed the lid of the medicine, put it aside, and said in a flat voice, "Since you are awake, then apply the medicine yourself."

She stood up after she finished speaking.

Ji Yang was about to rub his forehead, but found that his hand was a little painful. He looked down at his palm and was stunned, "What happened to my hand?"

"I was drunk and broke the bowl. I didn't walk steadily and cut myself when I fell." Ruan Xin said to him.

He lowered his eyes, as if he was recalling carefully, and touched his head again, "Why is it swollen here?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xin remembered that she helped him out. Because she didn't hold him steady, he hit the door. Her heart was empty, and she said in a deep voice, "Ask yourself, maybe you were too excited to take a bath in the bathroom, and you hit your head against the wall."

Sooner or later, she will be pissed off by him.

Ji Yang didn't speak, and seemed to remember that he drank alcohol. He looked at the clean room again and lowered his voice, "I thought you didn't care about me."

"I don't want to care about you." She turned her head to the side.

"Then why are you here and buy me medicine." He sat up and reached out to pull her. Ruan Xin wanted to break free, but he used the injured hand, so she didn't dare.

Ji Yang looked at her and said, "Were you watching over me last night? I seem to have a fever."

She didn't reply.

No matter how fierce the quarrel was before, anyone would be soft-hearted when seeing her come to take care of him. He was the first to give in. "I was wrong. Don't be angry, my wife. I apologize to you."

Ruan Xin didn't want to hear his apology at all. She had heard too much and made too many promises. She tried to take back her hand.

But Ji Yang held it tightly.

"Since you are fine, I will leave." She looked at him and said slowly.

"Don't leave. I was really wrong. I shouldn't have quarreled with you and said harsh words to you. I reflected on myself." He continued to be humble.

"What did you reflect on? You drank, smoked, and messed up this place. Is this your reflection? You took a cold shower to reflect? Besides these, what else would you do?" Ruan Xin couldn't help it. "Every time, you say you are wrong, you are wrong, what are you wrong about? I am wrong. I shouldn't have come at all!"

A long-term relationship ended up like this.

Ji Yang was silent.

Seeing this, Ruan Xin used to quarrel with him hysterically, and her usual gentleness and caring would disappear.

It was not that she had a bad temper, but that such a life was too depressing, too bitter and tiring. He made her see no future and no hope, and her feelings were gradually eroded.

Gradually, she became the person she hated the most.

She took a deep breath and did not intend to quarrel. She calmed down, "I believe in the future blueprint you said, and I also believe that you will become very good and live a good life."

Ji Yang looked up at her, with a layer of light in his eyes.

"This is your dream. You stay here and work hard. I believe there will be such a day, really."

Even if she left, she would give him the best wishes, and sincerely hoped that one day in the future, he could stand where he wanted to stand and live the life he wanted.

"What about you?" He noticed something was wrong and asked, "What about you? Will you still accompany me?"

"I will bless you." She said calmly. In fact, only she knew how much effort she put into every word.

This time was different from quarreling.

After too many quarrels, tears are useless. Every time you nag and attack with bad words, it will become a habit.

Break up if you want to break up, leave if you want to leave. No one wants to lose when they are angry.

However, when they talk seriously, her calmness will scare him, as if something important is quietly passing away.

"It's getting light, you sleep a little longer..."

"You said three years, you said you would stay with me here for three years, give me three years." Ji Yang interrupted her, his eyes were a little hurt, he was sick, and he spoke a little weakly, "Now it's the first year, are you going to give up on me?"

He looked at her stubbornly, his dark eyes did not miss any expression on her face.

Ruan Xin did not reply to him.

After the first year, he would talk about the next year. After three years, I am afraid there will be no change.

"I admit that I ignored you, but I have been under a lot of work pressure recently. I am very busy every day. I don't want to put my emotions on you. I don't want to talk. I am digesting my emotions myself."

"The mood is getting very bad. I will get angry at you, but I don't want to, my wife, I really don't want to."

...

He said, burying his head deeply.

Ruan Xin didn't turn her head back, frowning, tightening her jaw, trying to control her emotions, "I came to you with hope."

"You said that long-distance relationships are hard, and you've had enough of four years. There are good development opportunities here, so you asked me to come."

"Now it seems that it's better not to come."

At least the relationship won't be a mess. Hope and future have all been wiped out.

Being overwhelmed by life and work, what's the point of talking about relationships?

"...I'm sorry, you had a very stable job opportunity, but I asked you to come here, but I didn't give you a good life. I..."