The Reluctant Bride

A few days ago, a park in C city.

Before the sunset, the sky was full of red and **** sunset.

"I don't hate you." After that very soft whisper, a bullet hit Zheng Qimei's arm.

When Tang Yanan was about to fire the second shot, Zheng Qimei turned around, turned her back to him, and held Xiao Nian tightly in her hands.

There was a sharp pain in the arm, but the pain was not as painful as the heartache. Unexpectedly, he actually shot himself at him. There was a throbbing pain in my heart.

Enduring the great pain, protect Xiao Nian tightly, son, your father is so cruel. He actually shot us.

But you can rest assured that I will protect you and prevent your father from hurting you. Definitely not.

If you still cannot escape in the end, then I would rather die with you.

Close your eyes, waiting for her final destiny. But the second bullet did not come out. After staring at her figure for a while, Tang Yanan took the gun away, took two steps forward, looked at her hand and left arm, blood was bleeding.

"You..." Tang Yanan's face was heavy, shocked, and hesitant: "You, why don't you hide?"

"You want me to die. I won't hide."

Zheng Qimei looked at Tang Yanan. She didn’t know what the deepest despair of a person could be. She only knew. At this moment, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in her heart: "Tell me, why, why not shoot. my head?"

Tang Yanan was taken aback for a moment, and stood there, not knowing what to say. Zheng Qimei gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and stood up holding her baby: "Tell me, why don't you face my head?"

Tang Yanan tightened his lips and said nothing.

He didn't know either, but at that time, his hand suddenly missed and then missed. Then it hit Zheng Qimei on the arm. He was shocked and surprised. The blood is so dazzling. His heart trembled slightly,

He did not answer, but Zheng Qimei did not give up. She looked at Tang Yanan, bit her lip, and said softly: "Tell me, why are you facing my head? Tell me?"

Tang Yanan was still silent, how could he give Zheng Qimei an answer to something he didn't know the answer for himself?

Zheng Qimei looked at him, her cheeks began to lose blood, and finally sighed and smiled softly. Raising a hand, he held Tang Yanan's arm tightly: "Please, take care of Xiao Nian."

Tang Yanan looked at the little baby she was holding on her hands. What a small child, with a tender face and red in white, he fell asleep tightly with his eyes closed at this time. I don't feel at all about everything around me.

A child is a child, even if there is danger around him, he still sleeps soundly.

For Tang Yanan, it was the first time he saw a child so close.

At this time, Zheng Qimei clutched his arm, begging on her face: "Please, take care of him."

He took her life if he wanted. But the child is innocent. The son has lost his father's love since he was born. Should he leave like this?

No, she can't do it. It's one thing to make up your mind, and it's another to do it. The child in her hand is very light, but she feels heavier.

If she had known the result earlier, would she not have the child right away?

Will she knock the child out in the first place? Save him from suffering in this world? More importantly, the child was about to die at the hands of his father.

What irony is this? How much pain is it?

She didn't want to, and didn't want to see the result. She had already lost hope. But Tang Yanan missed the gun. Does it mean that there is still a trace of reluctance in his heart?

Is there still a trace of nostalgia for her? is it?

Can she think like this?

Tang Yanan didn't move, his eyes swept across Zheng Qimei's hands. Suddenly understand one thing, it is impossible for him to shoot like this. It is impossible to really kill Zheng Qimei.

"I'll take you to the hospital." She didn't agree to her request. The child belongs to her. If you want to take care of it, let her take care of it herself.

A little surprise flashed in Zheng Qimei's eyes, and Tang Yanan had helped her up because of what she wanted to say. Her hand was sore, she was about to follow him away, but her footsteps suddenly stopped.

"No. Can't go to the hospital."

Tang Yanan paused and looked at Zheng Qimei: "You are bleeding."

"Can't go to the hospital." Zheng Qimei hugged her son, sweating on her forehead from the pain: "The hospital will definitely call the police for gunshot wounds, and you will be in trouble."

Tang Yanan was stunned again, and was still there. She said this because she was thinking of him.

"Why?" He was the one who came to kill her, and he was going to kill her. But she was afraid that he would be in trouble?

"You don't understand, right?" Zheng Qimei smiled bitterly, knowing that he had amnesia. And she believed that if he had no memory loss, he would definitely not do such a thing.

"If you don't understand, forget it. Find a place to help me get the bullet out. I think you should be able to?"

Tang Yanan looked at her face and nodded: "I will."

"Let's go then." Zheng Qimei left with Tang Yanan. Having just experienced life and death, she can survive now, she just feels that her back is wet. All are sweat.

Tang Yanan glanced at her, glanced across the baby stroller, took out the tissue she prepared for her son from above, and wrapped it around her hand.

Take her into the car and go to the original Xuanyuan dazed villa at the fastest speed.

Entering the door, Zheng Qimei's small face turned pale, without a trace of blood. Tang Yanan glanced at her and found that all the tissues on her arms were soaked in blood. It's all red.

"Are you OK?"

"It's fine." Actually it hurts. Zheng Qimei couldn't hold her son anymore, so she put him in the cart. Looking at the villa in front of him, his eyes swept across Tang Yanan's face.

"You, do you live here?"

"Yeah." Xuanyuanzhen's house. He has always been good to himself.

Zheng Qimei nodded. Did not say much. Sit down on the sofa in the living room. Tang Yanan found the medicine kit. Looking at Zheng Qimei: "You, you really don't go to the hospital?"

"Don't go." Zheng Qimei shook her head: "Just help me take out the bullet."

Isn't it all on TV?

Tang Yanan's expression was a little weird. He looked at Zheng Qimei for a long while and said softly, "I don't have anesthetics here."

Zheng Qimei was stunned for a moment, and she quickly understood what he meant: "I know. So be it."

"you sure?"

Zheng Qimei nodded: "OK."

Tang Yanan took a deep look at her, got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine. Handed it to Zheng Qimei.

"You drink this, it will be better."

Zheng Qimei didn't take it, but shook her head: "I'm still breastfeeding and can't drink."

Not good for children. Her face became paler and paler, looking at Tang Yanan's stupefied body, she stretched out her hand again: "Don't be like this, you hurry up."

"Yeah." Tang Yanan nodded, found a piece of cloth and handed it to Qimei Zheng: "Bite this."

Zheng Qimei bit, Tang Yanan glanced at her, put her arm on the coffee table, and looked at the bullet hole on it. Just stuck under the arm joint.

Looking at Zheng Qimei, he sterilized the knife and tweezers with alcohol. Take out the bullet.

Zheng Qimei felt a pain, her hands shook, and Tang Yanan grabbed her with one hand: "Don't move."

There was sweat on her forehead, and she felt all of her back wet. The body tensed tightly, and finally couldn't stand the pain, closed his eyes and fainted.

She fainted and things were simple. Tang Yanan took out the bullet very neatly. That movement is very familiar, as if it has been done many times before.

Bandage her up and put her body down on the sofa. Looking at her sleeves that have been stained red with blood. Raised his eyebrows.

This woman is very strange.

He wants to kill her, she is not afraid. He hurt her, and she was not angry, even afraid that he would get into trouble. Refused to go to the hospital.

why? Why is she doing this? Tang Yanan didn't understand or understand. The previous impression of Zheng Qimei flashed in his mind. She is in the store and likes to laugh.

She is very patient with every customer who comes to her door.

Why her shop is doing well is inseparable from her ability to operate. Not only that, it seems that when I saw her before, she was always happy. At least during the more than a month he was with her, she often smiled.

Until he was about to leave, he saw her expression outside the smiling face, so bitter. That's uncomfortable. And today, her eyes are full of pain. But she was so calm, that calm made her feel a little bit reluctant.

why?

Why is a woman who is a junior or a third child for others. It would make him feel a kind of reluctance.

Yeah. Seeing the bitterness, pain, uncomfortable, tangled on her face. His heart seemed to be caught by something. Very uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, he sat down on the sofa and attributed his emotions to his unaccustomed shooting.

After all, in the past month or so, in the United States, he has never really done anything. He has never really killed anyone.

Not once.

now what? He gave Zheng Qimei a shot.

Looking at her pale face, the feeling of reluctance in her heart surged again. Zheng Qimei. What kind of woman are you?

She seems very strong and optimistic. Would such a woman be a junior or third for others?

Why is he always a little unbelievable?

Shake your head, don't think about those tangled emotions. He stood up before he wanted to go upstairs and go back to the room. The little baby in the stroller woke up at this time. When he woke up, he started to cry.

Tang Yanan was dumbfounded, looking at the child's crying face, he didn't know how to react for a while, and looked at Zheng Qimei subconsciously, she showed no sign of waking up.

The child's cry was getting louder and louder, and he couldn't bear it, and wanted to leave it alone, but he walked forward with instinct and picked up the child.

But I didn't expect that after being picked up, the child was still crying, showing no sign of stopping. Tang Yanan was holding such a small baby, and didn't know how to put his hands and feet correctly.

I tried to search for the possibility of how to hold the child in my mind, but I couldn't figure it out.

"He, he might be peeing." Zheng Qimei was awakened by her son's cry at this time, she wanted to sit up, her arm hurt for a while, she knew that she was like this, and there was no way to hold her son, so she could only ask Tang Yanan for help.

"Look to see if his diaper is wet, and if so, you can change it for him."

Tang Yanan looked at Zheng Qimei’s face and could hardly believe what she was hearing. She even asked herself to change the baby's diaper?

Staying there for a while, she looked at Zheng Qimei: "You asked me to change his diaper?"

"Yes." Zheng Qimei nodded, her pale face with a bit of hope: "My hand hurts so much, I'm afraid I might fall to him, so I will trouble you."

Tang Yanan looked at the kid who kept crying on his hands, and was stunned there without responding. Xiao Nian cried more and more. His body twisted, and he felt like he was holding a monster.

The child was still crying, and the wow sound was as piercing as a magic sound. Tang Yanan looked ugly, glanced at the child and then at Qimei Zheng. When he met the gauze on her hand, he put the baby back on the cart.

He unbuttoned his pants awkwardly and glanced at it. The diaper was really wet, not just wet. There is...

Tang Yanan's face turned blue, looking at the yellow on the diaper, he turned his face and stared at Qimei Zheng with a very unhappy expression: "He, he has a bowel movement."

"You wipe him clean, and then replace it."

Zheng Qimei spoke softly, her voice a little uncertain. I have never thought that one day, I will see Tang Yanan holding his son, holding his diaper, his face is uncomfortable, at a loss that she should laugh, but at this time she can't laugh.

What was flowing in her eye sockets, that feeling made her almost want to cry. Looking at Tang Yanan, she said softly, "It's very simple, there are wet wipes on the side of the cart. You help him wipe it clean, and then Get a new one."

Tang Yanan did not move. The big hand was still holding Xiao Nian's foot. Xiao Nian was uncomfortable and her body twisted. He was anxious and had to grab both his feet together.

Looking at Zheng Qimei again, the last hand took out the wet wipes behind the cart. Wipe, fart, and share to Xiao Nian, wiped it again, there was nothing left, and I felt unclean. He took another one and wiped it again.

Xiao Nian was always uncomfortable because he was holding both feet, and her body twisted desperately. Cry more fiercely. Tang Yanan didn't care, wiped it, and changed him a new diaper.

He has no such experience at all. Clumsy, slow and clumsy. Xiao Nian kept crying because of his actions.

Zheng Qimei wanted to help, but she lost too much blood just now and her arm hurts. She can only guide Tang Yanan step by step how to change it.

Finally, Tang Yanan changed Xiao Nian's diaper, and he finally stopped crying. This made Tang Yanan relieved. Zheng Qimei looked at the expression on his face and smiled at him.

"thank you."

Tang Yanan said nothing and wanted to put Xiao Nian back on the cart, but as soon as Xiao Nian touched the cart, she burst into tears again.

This time, Tang Yanan didn't know what was going on anymore, staring at the kid in the cart blankly, completely ignorant of what he was crying.

Looking at Zheng Qimei again, she stretched out her hand to him: "The child may be hungry, please hold him over."

Tang Yanan didn't move, looked at Zheng Qimei's face, and then at the wound on her hand: "Your hand..."

"It doesn't matter. There is another hand." Zheng Qimei motioned to him to pick up the child: "You do a favor and hold him to me, okay?"

Because he hurt her, Tang Yanan nodded, picked up Xiao Nian, and put it into Zheng Qimei's hands.

She hugged her son before she wanted to breastfeed her son, but found that her other arm was tightly bandaged by Tang Yanan, and she felt pain when she lifted it up.

Asking for help, he looked at Tang Yanan again.

"Can I trouble you again?"

Tang Yanan stood still, not knowing what she wanted to do, Zheng Qimei's pale face was stained with embarrassment, and those embarrassments made her blush, looking at Tang Yanan.

"Yes, please help me lift up my clothes, otherwise, I can't breastfeed him."

Tang Yanan was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly Zheng Qimei made such a request.

Xiao Nian was still crying, Zheng Qimei lowered her head, very embarrassed: "Please."

Seeing Tang Yanan still did not move. Zheng Qimei gritted her teeth and raised her left hand to think about herself. The severe pain made her stop her movements, watching her son cry hard, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"Tang Yanan..."

He called him again, this time, Tang Yanan moved. Two steps forward, standing still in front of the sofa, stretched out her hand to lift up her clothes. Also wearing a corset inside.

He glanced at Qimei Zheng, and she turned her head away from him: "Untie that button too. Thank you."

He nodded and unbuttoned the front button. Her plumpness and fullness jumped out. Tang Yanan's eyes dimmed, but Zheng Qimei couldn't take care of him anymore. Her son was still crying badly. She hugged Xiao Nian with one hand and nursed him.

Xiao Nian stopped crying as soon as she drank milk. Without opening her eyes, her little hand was holding her mother's plump, sucking and sucking. Zheng Qimei kept looking at her son, using this to divert her attention.

She clearly felt that Tang Yanan's eyes had been fixed on her body, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.

After drinking, Xiao Nian's mouth moved, obviously not full. His appetite has always been very good, and Zheng Qimei was embarrassed again. She injured one hand and couldn't hold her son to eat the other side's milk.

He raised his head and looked at Tang Yanan for help, hoping that he could help. Tang Yanan stood still, reacting for a long time, stepped forward, picked up Xiao Nian, turned around, and switched to the other hand.

Zheng Qimei has an injury on her hand. It is impossible to hold Xiao Nian and glance at Tang Yanan, he understood what she meant. Reaching out, holding Xiao Nian's head, let him get close to Zheng Qimei's chest to drink milk.

At this distance, the two were very close, and Zheng Qimei could feel the breath of Tang Yanan.

Her face suddenly turned red, and Zheng Qimei lowered her head. I don’t know how I’m going to react, it’s correct, my heartbeat is a bit out of order, a bit fast. She was stunned, and even forgot to look at Xiao Nian.

Tang Yanan held Xiao Nian's head so that he could drink milk smoothly. Staring at the little baby's mouth, the scene of sucking breast milk with every movement, his eyes darkened a bit.

Her face turned to Zheng Qimei. She lowered her head and seemed very uncomfortable. At this distance, Tang Yanan could smell the sweet fragrance on her body, not the smell of perfume, but the smell of milk and fragrance.

She looked at the little baby. The eyes are pure love. It seems that what is in her arms is not only her child, but also her treasure.

A string moved lightly deep inside. Tang Yanan felt this way for the first time, holding Xiao Nian and looking at Zheng Qimei. The mood suddenly became very calm.

It seems that this is good, very good.

Xiao Nian drank milk, licked her mouth, yawned, closed her eyes and fell asleep. Zheng Qimei glanced at Tang Yanan when her son was not drinking milk.

"Take Xiaonian to sleep on the cart. Thank you."

Tang Yanan didn't move, holding Xiao Nian, his eyes swept across Zheng Qimei's body, her clothes half untied, revealing her snow-white skin.

His eyes dimmed, he stood up and put the baby on the cart.

Turning around, Zheng Qimei had already arranged her clothes with one hand, and sat looking at him. Her eyes are very complicated. There are many emotions that Tang Yanan can't understand.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but Zheng Qimei stopped him.

"Tang Yanan?"

Tang Ya'an paused, and walked to Zheng Qimei to look at him.

Zheng Qimei leaned on the sofa, letting her arms hang naturally, without touching the wound, looking at Tang Yanan's face: "Why are you killing me?"

Before he spoke: "You said someone paid for my life. Who told you? Did Xuanyuanzhen?"

Tang Yanan didn't answer, and sat down on the sofa: "Do you want to go home? I will send you back now?"

"Go home?" Zheng Qimei shook her head: "My mother will be worried when I go back like this."

"Yeah." Tang Yanan nodded and stopped talking. Zheng Qimei looked at him and held his hand: "Tang Yanan, tell me, OK? Did Xuanyuanzhen ask you to kill me?"

Tang Yanan was silent, and he didn't want to answer Zheng Qimei's speculation. There was disappointment in Zheng Qimei's heart. In Tang Yanan's heart, even if he lost his memory, there was still a place for Xuanyuanzhen.

He cares about Xuanyuanzhen. But what about yourself? He is his woman, Xiao Nian is his son, he can kill them for Xuanyuanzhen's words.

Disappointment turned into bitterness, and she had no thoughts of asking. Anyway, he wouldn't say it.

Silence, circulating in the living room. The atmosphere is unusually quiet. Zheng Qimei looked at Tang Yanan's gloomy face and thought of another thing.

"Xuanyuanzhen asked you to kill me. If you didn't, will he punish you?"

Tang Yanan raised his head and glanced at Zheng Qimei, with a look of shock. Zheng Qimei didn't think she was wrong, like Xuanyuanzhen, a person with a gloomy personality who doesn't play according to the card.

If you can shoot Tang Yanan for the first time because of Tang Yanan's betrayal, you may fire a second time.

A thought came to her heart, and Zheng Qimei suddenly widened her eyes and understood Xuanyuanzhen's thoughts. Before Tang Yanan lost his memory, he betrayed him as he said.

So this time, Xuanyuanzhen must ask Tang Yanan to prove his loyalty. The best way is to let Tang Yanan kill him?

With this thought, Zheng Qimei only felt chills all over her body. Looking at Tang Yanan, his face was shocked.

And Tang Yanan looked at the emotional changes in her eyes, from worrying to sudden realization to shock at this time, full of worry. He didn't understand what this woman was thinking.

Even if Xuanyuanzhen would really punish herself, she was the one she wanted to kill, so she was still worried about him? Isn't this ridiculous?

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The 6,000 words update is completed today and will continue tomorrow.

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