Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

"How can my wife have the heart to lock up the second young master? The second young master is not an animal. You didn't see it, my wife's eyes were swollen from crying yesterday. "

"Oh, what a sin, no wonder the second young lady ran away."

Ning Zhi stood behind the two of them, and she was shocked when she heard their words.

They just said that she ran away?

Also, is Lu Jue seriously ill?

The servant continued: "Don't mention her. She was reluctant when she got married. She never showed the good-looking second young master. The way she looked at Lu Jue's young master was disgusting."

"you're right……"

Ning Zhi frowned subconsciously. From their words, she suddenly realized that this was the plot of Lu Jue written in the book. In the book, Ning Zhi escaped, and at the same time, Lu Jue's condition worsened and he killed himself.

This was Lu Jue's future before she passed through.

A future without her.

Ning Zhi did not continue to listen to the gossip of the two servants, she walked into the room.

Mother Lu sat in the living room, she rubbed the sun, her hair was a little messy, and the corners of her eyes were red. Compared with Mother Lu in her memory, she is not only haggard now, but also has a well-maintained face. There are also wrinkles under the eyes, with an aging look, and the eyes are all tired.

Beside him, Sitting silent father Lu, his brows also became tired.

"Xiaojue has just taken a sedative and has already slept. You should rest too." From last night until now, his wife has not had a good rest.

Mother Lu shook her head, "I can't sleep. Xiaojue self-harms more and more frequently every day. I'm afraid that one day, he will..."

Before sending Lu Jue to the rehabilitation center for treatment, training, and making him take medicine all the time, there was no progress at all, and his self-harm behavior was very serious. They tried to communicate with their son to ease his emotions, with little effect.

Father Lu hugged his wife and comforted him, "No, don't think about it."

Ning Zhi's eyes were calm, and she walked upstairs.

Passing through the door of Lu Jue's room, Ning Zhi walked in. At a glance, she saw Lu Jue lying upright on the bed, and beside him sat a male nurse in white clothes.

Ning Zhi walked to the side of Chuáng.

She found that there were several red marks on Lu Jue's left face, as if scratched. It should be said by the servant that he scratched himself yesterday.

Lu Jue's complexion was cold and white, with a few red marks particularly evident.

Ning Zhi stretched out his hand and gently touched his face with his fingertips. The tip of his heart seemed to be stabbed by needles, and the pain was terrible.

Lu Jue's bangs were very long, covering his eyes, his face was injured, his cheeks on both sides were almost sunken, and his thin lips were almost peeling.

Ning Zhi gently held Lu Jue's hand.

His hands were cold and icy, his fingernails were cut very short and round, and the blood vessels and veins on the back of his hands were prominent, and he was so thin that there was only a thin layer of skin.

Ning Zhi's eyes were sore.

It turned out that Lu Jue, who had not recovered from his condition, was like this in the future.

Chapter 121

The room was quiet.

Next to him, the male nurse was resting with his eyes closed.

Ning Zhi leaned down and gently used his fingertips to lift the bangs that covered Lu Jue's forehead.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Zhi's fingertips paused, she met Lu Jue's blank and dark eyes, she was a little surprised, "Lu Jue."

Lu Jue didn't answer, and didn't look at her. He looked at the ceiling quietly, motionless.

Now Lu Jue, his condition is much more serious than when Ning Zhi first wore it.

Ning Zhi did not withdraw her hand, she gently helped Lu Jue to lift his bangs to the sides, revealing his clear eyebrows, and she met his eyes.

In the next instant, with a "pop", Ning Zhi's hand was slapped away by Lu Jue.

Lu Jue's strength was great, and his voice was loud, and the back of Ning Zhi's hand immediately turned red, and disappeared again in a blink of an eye.

After sitting up, he didn't look at Ning Zhi or let Ning Zhi touch him, the bangs on his forehead fell down, covering his eyes again, he lowered his head and sat quietly, as if he couldn't hear the sounds around him, couldn't see. to the people around.

"Lu Jue." Ning Zhi wanted to get close to him, but before he got close, he had already turned around and turned his back to her.

Ning Zhi stood behind Lu Jue, she felt that Lu Jue might not know her now.

After all, for her now, it is another time and space. Here, without her, Lu Jue has not been cured, and he will die as described in the book.

"Lu Jue, do you know me?" Ning Zhi asked him.

Lu Jue, who had his back to her, didn't respond.

Ning Zhi's eyes darkened, no wonder the overlord said that this task was difficult.

She tried, touching his hand carefully, fingertips touching, but he didn't shake it off.

Ning Zhi's eyes showed joy, her fingertips hooked his fingertips, and little by little, she held his hand.

Only then did she realize that Lu Jue's hands were cold, and there were scars on his fingertips and palms.

"Lu Jue." Lu Jue's hand was bigger than Ningzhi's, her fingertips were interspersed between his fingers, and she held it with ten fingers.

Ning Zhi held his hand, pressed it against her face, and rubbed gently, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

This time, she came too late.

Ning Zhi's face was smooth and tender, soft, and full of elasticity. As soon as Lu Jue touched it, he suddenly pulled his hand back in fright.

Ning Zhi stood on his body

Before, his voice was extremely gentle, and he coaxed him softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."