Can This Marriage Be Divorced?

45

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Xie, have breakfast." Aunt Li brought some breakfast prepared in the kitchen and placed it on the table in the living room.

"Thank you Aunt Li." Xie Feichi, who was crossing his legs, reached out and took the bowl of millet porridge that Aunt Li handed him.

"You're welcome, thank you, Mr. Li," Aunt Li said.

Aunt Li knew that Fu Shaoyi would go home with Xie Feichi for breakfast after being discharged from the hospital this morning, so she prepared various breakfasts in advance for the two of them to go home. Little did she know that it was Xie Feichi who was waiting for them to come back and was hugged by Fu Shaoyi again. Went through the door.

Before she noticed the condition of Xie Feichi's feet, Aunt Li even thought that Mr. Xie had gone drinking early in the morning, so she reflexively wanted to go to the kitchen and make him a cup of honey water.

"You shouldn't be able to walk around very much these days, right?" Aunt Li did not leave the living room immediately after delivering the porridge, but stood and asked Xie Feichi.

Xie Feichi took a sip of rice porridge and replied softly, "Well, the doctor asked me to try not to walk on my own for the first two days."

Aunt Li nodded understandingly: "Then you stay in the room for the next two days, and I will give you the food Send him upstairs."

"No..." Xie Feichi, who subconsciously wanted to refuse, saw his feet and stopped trying, "Okay, I'll bother Aunt Li."

"Then you and Mr. Fu . Let's have breakfast first, I'll go do other things first, and I'll come back to clean up later."

After Aunt Li said this, she went to do other things.

For a moment, only Xie Feichi was left in the living room again and Fu Shaoyi, who didn't say a word after entering the house and putting him on the sofa chair.

Xie Feichi held the bowl and did not continue to drink the porridge. He thought for a few seconds and silently glanced at Fu Shaoyi, who was sitting next to him.

The knees of the two of them were gently touching each other at this moment. I don't know if it was because they were sitting too close, or if one of them did it deliberately.

Xie Feichi stared at the knees of the two of them and made no move. Instead, he asked softly, "Mr. Fu, don't you want to have breakfast?"

Fu Shaoyi, who was silent and a bit serious at the side, heard the voice and raised his eyes. Xie Feichi said, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"..." Facing such a serious Fu Shaoyi, Xie Feichi was inexplicably afraid to continue talking.

The next second, his eyes moved down, and he suddenly saw that the exposed flesh of Fu Shaoyi's right arm was covered with several nail marks. One or two were even red and looked like they were about to ooze blood.

Xie Feichi stared for a few seconds and quickly realized the origin of these small wounds, and then quickly thought of Fu Shaoyi's tone when he asked him to let go of his arm on the way home.

I thought: Is Fu Shaoyi angry with me because of this?

Xie Feichi's lips instantly pursed into a line, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

He was a weakling who was afraid of pain, but there was something difficult to grasp. He insisted on grabbing Fu Shaoyi's arm. He was afraid of pain and had to drag others into the water. It would be strange if the other party was not angry.

"You..." Xie Feichi could only think of Fu Shaoyi being angry and not wanting to talk to him anymore, but he still mustered up the courage to speak, "Do you want me to put some ointment on your arm? I'm sorry. , I didn’t mean it, I won’t do it next time.”