I am a Good Man

I would sit on the ground and watch over him, and eventually I would get so sleepy that I would lie down and squint for a while, not daring to fall asleep.

He would wake up after sleeping for half an hour. He would immediately reach out and touch his forehead. He could feel that his body temperature had dropped a little, and he felt a little more at ease.

His arm was still wrapped in gauze, and little bits of blood seeped out. Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Ruan Xin gently untied the gauze and took the medicine he bought.

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

After just two touches, he felt a stinging pain and instinctively retracted his hand, frowning.

Then, slowly opened his eyes.

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

Ruan Xin didn't say anything, closed the lid of the medicine, put it aside, and said in a calm voice, "Since you're awake, just apply the medicine yourself."

After she finished speaking, she stood up.

Ji Yang reached out to rub his forehead, but found that his hand hurt. He looked down at his palm, confused, "What's wrong with my hand?"

"I got drunk and went crazy. I broke the bowl and lost my balance. I fell and cut myself." Ruan Xin said to him.

He lowered his eyes, as if remembering carefully, and then touched his head, "Why is this place so swollen?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xin thought of helping him out, but because he couldn't hold him steady, he knocked against the door. He felt guilty and said in a deep voice, "Ask yourself, maybe he was too excited to take a bath in the bathroom and banged his head against the wall. indefinite."

Sooner or later she would be pissed off by him.

Ji Yang stopped talking and seemed to remember his drinking. He looked at the clean room again and lowered his voice, "I thought you didn't care about me."

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

"Then come here and buy me some medicine." He sat up and reached out to pull her. Ruan Xin still wanted to break free, but he was using his injured hand and she didn't dare.

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

She didn't reply.

No matter how fierce the argument was before, everyone would soften when they saw her taking care of him. He surrendered first and said, "I was wrong. Wife, don't be angry. I will apologize to you."

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

Ji Yang held it tightly.

"Since you're okay, I'm leaving." She looked at him and spoke slowly.

"Don't leave. I was really wrong. I shouldn't have argued with you or said harsh words to you. I should reflect on myself." He continued to be humble.

"What are you reflecting on? You are drinking, smoking, and making a mess here. Is this your reflection? Are you going to take a cold shower to reflect? Apart from these, what else will you do?" Ruan Xin really couldn't bear it. "It's the same every time. You said you were wrong and you were wrong. Where did you go wrong? It was my fault. I shouldn't have come at all!"

A long-term relationship ended up like this.

Ji Yang was silent.

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

It's not that she has a bad temper, it's that this kind of life is too depressing, too painful and tiring. He makes her unable to see the future and hope, and her feelings are gradually wiped out.

Gradually she turned into what she hated the most.

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

Ji Yang looked up at her, his eyes filled with light.

"This is your dream. If you stay here and work hard, I believe there will be one day, really."

Even if she leaves, she will give him the best blessings, and sincerely hopes that one day, he can stand where he wants to stand and live the life he wants to live.

"What about you?" He sensed something was wrong and asked, "What about you? Will you still stay with me?"

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

This time it was different from a fight.

If you quarrel too much, tears will no longer work. Every thought and bad words will become a habit.

If we break up, we will break up, if we leave, we will leave. We are so angry that no one wants to lose.

However, when talking seriously, her calmness would scare him, as if something important was quietly passing away.

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

"You said three years. You said you would stay with me for three years. Give me three years." Ji Yang interrupted her, his eyes were hurt and sick, and his speech was a little weak. "Now in the first year, you Are you going to give up on me?"

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

Ruan Xin didn't reply to him.

After the first year has passed, he will talk about the next year, and after three years, there will be no change.

"I admit that I have ignored you, but I have been under a lot of pressure at work 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."

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

…

He said, burying his head deeply.

Ruan Xin did not turn her head back, she frowned, tightened her jaw, and tried her best to contain her emotions, "I came to you with hope."

"You said that long-distance relationships are very hard. Four years are enough. There are good development opportunities here. Please let me come over."

"Now it seems that it is better not to come."

At least the relationship won't be a mess. All hope and future have been almost wiped out.

When you are overwhelmed by life and overwhelmed by work, why talk about relationships?

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