Can You Love Me?

Xin Ai had a headache, "Can't you understand what I'm talking about? I said, I don't need to go, I'm fine."

Jian Zechuan insisted: "You need to check."

Xin Ai rubbed her forehead, "Jian Zechuan, will you never learn to respect other people's ideas?"

Jian Zechuan, who was starting the car, was stunned for a moment: "I... just want to take you to... the hospital, I just want to care about you..."

Looking at Jian Zechuan's bewildered face, Xin Ai felt very tired. She experienced a death and two years of hell-like recuperation time. When she came back, Xin Ai didn't have any love in her heart. She just wanted to Being able to take revenge, she didn't want to think about the rest.

To Jian Zechuan, she was no longer the little girl who would feel sad for him.

Jian Zechuan's love did not come when she needed it.

When she didn't need it, it happened to reappear inappropriately.

Xin Ai found that he was always so out of place.

He is used to arbitrariness, even if he cares, he always asks if others are willing? Ask people if they want it?

Xin Ai said: "Jian Zechuan, why don't you understand, sometimes your concern may not be necessary for others, just like now, what I need is to go home, change into dry clothes, and then eat, I said I'm fine, I don't need to go Hospital, why do you insist on imposing your ideas on me?"

Jian Zechuan stared at Xin Ai fixedly, her words seemed to take away his vitality little by little.

"You mean, I did something wrong again?"

This kind of Jian Zechuan made Xin Ai feel a little sad in his heart, he shouldn't be like this, he... should be the incomparable man when she first met her.

Xin Ai nodded: "Yes, you are conceited and arrogant. Even when you feel guilty, you try to control others with a strong attitude and let them accept you. You probably never really put yourself in other people's shoes. Let's go."

Jian Zechuan didn't speak.

Xin Ai pushed open the car door, "I'm going back to rest, Mr. Jian, please go back too."

Jian Zechuan stared at Xin Ai's figure leaving, as if a boulder was pressing on his chest, his throat seemed to be knotted, and it was so uncomfortable that he even felt pain when he took a slight breath.

He opened his mouth to say that he already knew how to think about her, he already knew that he was wrong in the past, so he really wanted to make up for it, and wanted Xin Ai to know that he would do better.

But now, it seems that no matter what he does, it is always wrong in Xin Ai's eyes.

Is it true that the wounds that have fallen can no longer be healed?

Enduring the excruciating pain, Xin Ai returned to the room, closed the door and sat on the ground in pain.

The doctor said that although her bones have healed, they are still not the same as those of those who have not been injured. Her bones are very brittle now.

Xin Ai struggled to take off the wet clothes on her body, the temperature outside was low, and the wet clothes on her body were stuck to her body, and she felt the cold go straight to her bones, it was cold and painful,

She limped to the bathroom and took a hot shower, put on dry clothes, and drank two cups of hot water with her arms in her arms, only then did she feel her body finally warmed up.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Xin Ai hesitated for a moment, walked to the door, looked out through the peephole, but saw no one.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, she opened the door and found that there was breakfast on the floor by the door, which was still steaming. It was raining outside, but the breakfast was not wet at all.

Xin Ai stood for a while, sighed, bent down to take the breakfast in.

She knew that Jian Zechuan bought this one for her.

...

At noon, people from Jian Mingyuan came to pick her up.

"Sir, I will definitely go home to have dinner with you at night, but I can't do it at noon. There are many meetings to be held and many people to meet. I really can't get away."

Xin Ai nodded: "It's okay, I know Brother Jian is busy, and his work is important."

Thinking of Jian Mingyuan's work, Xin Ai would sweat for him.

It is well known that Mingdu is difficult to manage. It is precisely because it is an important economic town, and it is already an international metropolis. It has gathered all the eyes of the whole country, and the forces of various parties are intricate. Jian Mingyuan is new here, and it is fortunate that their Jian family is in Mingdu. It would be even more difficult for the strongest local snake to be replaced by someone else.

"You please..."

Xin Ai went downstairs and did not see Jian Zechuan again.

The car downstairs was gone, and Xin Ai felt a little inexplicably lost in her heart.

But this subtle feeling quickly disappeared. On the way to Jian's house, Xin Ai was a little worried. Mrs. Jian and Jian Wanjun, how should I put it, are not difficult to get along with in Xin Ai's impression. It should be quite commendable, but the premise is that she didn't flirt with their son.

Two years ago, she had an affair with Jian Zechuan, and now she came back from the dead and hooked up with Jian Mingyuan again. Although she knew it was fake, they didn't think so.

Maybe they will feel that her appearance will make the two sons turn against each other.

If this is the case, there are no parents who can tolerate her with a big heart, so Xin Ai always feels a little uneasy.

When I arrived at Jane's house, I saw Mrs. Jane as soon as I stepped into the living room.

Xin Ai hesitated for a moment, and shouted: "Auntie..."

Mrs. Jane raised her head: "Xin...uh, Xinxin, you're here, and lunch is ready, so I'll let them serve it."

Mrs. Jane breathed a sigh of relief, oh my god, I almost shouted wrong.

She talked with her husband for half the night last night.

Both of them felt that Xin Ai's resurrection from the dead itself was very strange, and now he was involved with the eldest son, which was not easy to handle.

But the two sons don't listen to their parents, so it's probably useless to tell anyone, so the two of them can only wait for Xin Ai to live in and observe slowly.

Jian Wanjun went out at noon today and didn't come back, and asked Mrs. Jian to entertain Xin Ai.

He was more complicated than Mrs. Jane thought. He used to sympathize with Xin Ai. After all, death is the most important thing, but now she suddenly came back alive, and it is very likely that she will become the woman who turned her two sons against each other. There is no way to tolerate it.

Jian Wanjun had his own plan in mind, and decided to observe in a few days. If Xin Ai really provoked on purpose, or the relationship between the two sons broke down, even if he was hated by the two sons, he would still treat Xin Ai shot.

Mrs. Jane didn't think too much about it. She didn't hate Xin Ai at first, but she was really sad for a long time when she learned that she was "dead".

In fact, Mrs. Jane was quite happy to see Xin Ai come back alive.

Mrs. Jane told the kitchen to put the food on the table, and then asked people to carry Xin Ai's luggage upstairs.

"Oh, I forgot, I should let you see your room first..."

Xin Ai hurriedly said: "No need, I'm not picky about this."

"Then... let's eat first. After eating, you can look at it. If you don't like it, you can change the room."

Xin Ai's heart warmed up, "Thank you, Auntie."