sjar Chapter 1403 Ran away
Chapter 1403 Ran away
Fu Yanchen's gaze was like a flame dancing in the night, fixed on his son's thin back as he walked away. There was a complex and indistinguishable light flashing in his eyes, as if a raging fire was raging in them, yet it was tightly suppressed by endless affection and desire.
"Smile..."
He called out softly, and his voice contained so many unspoken emotions, like a call from the depths of an ancient forest, long and profound.
Looking at Fu Yanchen's eyes, Xu Xiaoxiao's heart trembled suddenly, as if blown by a sudden cold wind, and all the pores on her body tightened.
"Fu...Fu Yanchen,"
There was a hint of panic in her voice, and her eyes flickered, as if she was looking for an excuse to escape. "I... I'll go see Yuxuan."
Before she finished her words, her feet had already unconsciously moved back, ready to escape from this man who seemed both familiar and strange to her.
However, Fu Yanchen's movements were faster. He caught Xu Xiaoxiao's intention almost instantly. He stretched out his big hand, grasped her slender wrist tightly like an iron clamp, and pressed her back onto the soft bed irresistibly.
His eyes were burning, as if he could see through the depths of her soul, "Xiaoxiao, I... don't want to wait any longer."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of the heart, with unquestionable determination.
Xu Xiaoxiao slowly raised her head and her eyes fell on Fu Yanchen's face. Her eyes were like clear lake water, trying to interpret his true emotions through his deep eyes.
However, Fu Yanchen's face was as delicate as a sculpture and breathtakingly handsome, but at this moment, apart from a hint of determination, there was no other expression on his face.
Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but wonder, is Fu Yanchen angry or disappointed at this moment?
She pondered secretly, but could not find any clues in his eyes that were like deep pools.
However, compared with anger and disappointment, what Xu Xiaoxiao feared more was Fu Yanchen's almost paranoid obsession.
Xu Xiaoxiao was extremely afraid of this obsession. Fu Yanchen's obsession was like an invisible chain that tightly wrapped around her, making it difficult for her to break free no matter how she struggled.
She felt like she was trapped in an endless darkness. No matter how hard she tried, she could not escape the darkness.
This feeling of powerlessness and despair filled her heart with fear and anxiety.
Fu Yanchen saw through it, "Xiaoxiao, you are afraid... What are you afraid of? Huh? I'm not a jackal, tiger or leopard."
Every syllable of Fu Yanchen's voice seemed to beat on her heart, making it impossible for her to ignore it.
Xu Xiaoxiao denied, "I... I'm not scared... I... I just...
The corners of Fu Yanchen's mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint smile. This smile was like that of a doting aunt, but also seemed to hide a hint of imperceptible teasing.
His voice was soft and low, like a breeze gently brushing past her ears, with a hint of imperceptible teasing.
"Xiaoxiao," he called softly again. The two words that came out from his lips and teeth seemed to carry some kind of magic, which made her heart beat faster involuntarily.
"Let me guess..." He paused for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then continued, "What are you afraid of?"
His eyes fell on her, an inquiring and curious look, as if he wanted to see through her appearance and peek into the secrets deep in her heart.
"Oh," he suddenly seemed to understand, "I know, Xiaoxiao is... afraid that I will touch you?"
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an expression that seemed like a smile, which instantly made her face blush.
However, he did not give up, but continued: "Or, Xiaoxiao, you, actually have forgiven me a long time ago, and are silently missing me in your heart, but you just don't want me to know? Is that right? Hmm."
His last words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into her heart.
Her heart trembled suddenly, and a complex emotion surged into her heart, making her a little overwhelmed.
His voice was low, as if it could penetrate one's soul. His deep eyes were now staring at Xiaoxiao, with a look that was mixed with a bit of teasing and a bit of seriousness, which made people feel flustered.
Xu Xiaoxiao's heartbeat involuntarily quickened. She felt her cheeks getting hot, as if Fu Yanchen's words had touched upon the deepest secret in her heart.
Xu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes tightly, as if this could block out all the noise and disturbance from the outside world.
Her body trembled slightly, as if she was resisting some powerful force.
She didn't dare open her eyes because she was afraid of seeing Fu Yanchen's deep and sharp gaze.
That look seemed to be able to penetrate her soul, exposing her deepest fragility and insecurity.
Her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
She knew that her already shaky mental defenses were probably on the verge of collapse under Fu Yanchen's gaze.
She tried desperately to tell herself to stay calm and be strong, but those rational voices seemed so pale and powerless in her ears.
She couldn't ignore Fu Yanchen's presence, couldn't escape his gaze, and couldn't hide her true feelings.
She knew that he had seen through her hesitation, her struggle, and even her escape.
He was like an omniscient bystander, quietly watching her struggle in the whirlpool of emotions.
But he, like a shrewd hunter, cleverly took advantage of her inner fear and confusion, and forced her into a desperate situation step by step like a cat playing with a mouse.
Her heart was full of contradictions and struggles. She tried desperately to break free from this man's control and escape from this emotional entanglement that made her feel both love and fear.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not get rid of his shadow.
She felt as if she was tightly entangled in an invisible net and could not break free no matter how hard she struggled.
This net not only bound her body, but also imprisoned her mind, preventing her from breathing freely.
He was like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for many days and was extremely thirsty and finally found a spring of clear water. He couldn't wait to bury his head deeply in her neck.
His movements were so hasty, as if he was afraid that this unique fragrance belonging to her would disappear in an instant.
The tip of his nose touched her skin, feeling the delicate touch and warm breath.
He inhaled the fragrance slowly and greedily, letting it spread in his nostrils and then slide down his throat into every corner of his body.
The fragrance was like a clear spring, nourishing his dry soul and making him feel an unprecedented satisfaction and pleasure.
The fragrance was like the gentlest breeze in spring, gently caressing his heart and bringing him endless comfort and longing.
His breathing gradually became rapid, as if he was controlled by an irresistible powerful force.
Every inhale is like a difficult tug-of-war with that force, while every exhale is like releasing some desire deep in my heart.
His hands also began to become restless, and the originally gentle caressing now became eager and passionate.
They moved across her skin, exploring every corner, as if trying to touch the depths of her soul.
His fingers sometimes kneaded gently, sometimes pressed hard, as if he wanted to knead her into his body, so that their bodies and souls would be forever closely connected and could never be separated.
Fu Yanchen's heart was like surging waves. He tried hard to ignore the sense of existence that was constantly eroding his sanity, but that perception was like a light in the night, becoming clearer and brighter.
He was in his own room. Every corner was filled with the scent of Xu Xiaoxiao, the color of the sheets she liked, her scent, her warmth. All of this was so real, so hard to ignore, and was deeply engraved in his heart like a brand.
There was a glimmer of struggle in his eyes, but it was immediately overwhelmed by endless affection.
He knew that he could no longer escape, and could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and make her existence an indispensable part of his life.
"Xiaoxiao," he called her name softly, his voice filled with endless tenderness and determination, "You are mine, and only mine."
There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone, as if he wanted to imprint this emotion deeply into her heart so that she would never forget it.
Xu Xiaoxiao's body trembled slightly in his arms. She felt his determination and affection, as well as her own inner struggle and hesitation.
I can no longer escape from this emotion, and I can no longer ignore the throbbing in my heart.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she wanted to breathe this emotion deeply into her lungs and let it take root in her life.
At this moment, they hugged each other, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies, making this emotion the most precious treasure in their lives.
And in this room full of love, everything becomes so real and so beautiful, as if the whole world has stopped.
Everything went on naturally, and the air in the room seemed to be given life, filled with an ambiguous and warm atmosphere.
The moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls on them, adding a touch of softness and romance to the quiet night.
The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight passed through the curtains and gently brushed across the room, Fu Yanchen slowly woke up.
He turned his head to look at Xu Xiaoxiao who was sleeping beside him. There was a faint smile on her peaceful face, as if she was still lingering with him in a dream.
A warm current surged in Fu Yanchen's heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, full of pampering and happiness.
He gently stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently stroked her delicate skin, feeling the truth and warmth.
However, when his hand touched her cheek, his expression suddenly changed.
He frowned slightly, as if he noticed something was wrong.
Fu Yanchen quickly raised his hand and touched Xu Xiaoxiao's forehead. At that moment, the smile on his face froze, replaced by full panic and worry.
"Xiaoxiao..." He called her name softly, with a hint of trembling in his voice.
Xu Xiaoxiao's forehead was hot, obviously she had a fever.
Fu Yanchen suddenly felt a strong sense of self-blame and helplessness in his heart. He didn't know whether his impulsiveness last night had aggravated her condition, and he was even more worried about her physical condition.
He quickly got up, gently covered Xu Xiaoxiao with a blanket, then hurried out of the room to find antipyretic medicine and warm water for her.
Then he called his family doctor. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the tenderness and tenderness of last night, and his heart was filled with only concern and love for Xu Xiaoxiao.
The family doctor came quickly and asked, "How is it?"
There was a hint of anxiety and worry in Fu Yanchen's voice, and his eyes were fixed on the family doctor's face, as if waiting for a crucial answer.
The family doctor nodded slightly and said with a soothing look, "It's probably because the temperature difference between the two cities is too big, and my wife couldn't adapt to it for a while, so she caught a cold. I've given her a fever-reducing injection, and the fever has gone down. Now she's on an IV drip, and as long as she's careful not to catch a cold again, she should be fine."
Hearing this, Fu Yanchen's frown finally relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.
However, the family doctor's next words made him feel heavy again.
"Don't make your wife suffer so much in the future,"
The family doctor's tone was full of reproach and concern. "She caught a cold this time, and her weak body was also an important reason. As a husband, you should pay more attention to your wife's health and not let her overwork herself."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen felt a surge of guilt and self-blame.
He nodded slightly and said solemnly, "I understand. I will pay more attention to my wife's health in the future and won't let her suffer so much. Thank you, doctor."
After sending the family doctor away, Fu Yanchen returned to the room and looked at Xu Xiaoxiao lying on the bed receiving an infusion, his heart filled with tenderness and apology.
He sat beside the bed and gently held her hand, as if he wanted to convey his apology and love to her through the warm touch.
If he had controlled himself and not tormented Xu Xiaoxiao last night, she would not have gotten sick, right?
"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry," he apologized silently in his heart, "I will cherish you and take care of you more in the future, and I won't let you suffer any more."
At this moment, Fu Yanchen seemed to understand what true love is and what responsibility and commitment are.
He decided that from now on, he would use his actions to prove his love for Xu Xiaoxiao and make her the happiest woman in the world.
Xu Xiaoxiao woke up in the afternoon because she had to pee. Seeing Fu Yanchen sleeping on the side of the bed, she had a moved look in her eyes. She didn't want to disturb Fu Yanchen, so she got up and went to the bathroom.
Fu Yanchen also woke up. When he saw that there was no one on the bed, he became anxious and said, "Xiaoxiao...Xiaoxiao..."
He shouted loudly, could it be that Xu Xiaoxiao ran away while he was sleeping?