Passionate Devotion

Chapter 718 Chapter 734 A lifetime is so long, what counts for a few years to wait for you 16

Tong Lu sighed, went upstairs, and went back to the room to sleep, hoping that her brother could put it down Wanwan.

Yin Zhan opened a bottle of wine and drank two full glasses. In the middle of the night, he was emotionally distressed. When a phone number was turned out, he had to press it several times, and then dismissed his thoughts until he drank the third cup of wine and finally dialed the number.

Xu Yin was taking a shower in the bathroom. Yan Wanwan walked to the bathroom with a change of pajamas for him. When she knocked on the door, she heard the phone ring in her pajamas pocket and saw that it was a strange number.

She hesitated to connect: "Hey, who?"

"A few years ago?"

The voice of the subwoofer suddenly came from the phone, which was a little husky and husky, and her fingertips shook softly: "Brother Yin Zhan?"

In the bathroom, Xu Yin, who was holding the handle, paused after hearing the words.

"The video thing happened a few years ago?"

He stood there for a long time without saying a word, gritted his teeth, the emotions in his heart rolled violently, his facial muscles became stiff and he didn't know how to move.

"Wanwan, tell me!"

She choked in her voice, lowered her voice and didn't want to talk, even if she wanted to rush to Yin Zhan's house last time and ask him why he did that back then, for a while, she felt hard in her heart: "Why do you know why you should ask me?"

"Tell me, your first~night was a few years ago!"

Yan Wanwan wanted to hang up the phone immediately and didn't want to recall the unbearable past, but she couldn't hide her grief and anger: "Seven years ago, didn't you know all of them? Why bother to expose my scars?"

On the phone line, there was a sound similar to a smashed wine glass.

Wanwan held her fists together, her teeth clenched her knuckles for a long time, until three words came through the phone:

"……Sorry."

With a "boom", the phone fell to the ground.

Yan Wanwan’s teeth were trembling, and her feet squatted on the ground limply. The seven-year-delayed excuse was not what she wanted to hear. She clasped her arms tightly, and tears of aggrieved tears could not be controlled. .

She bit her index finger joints into deep tooth marks, even biting out blood, preventing herself from crying. She couldn't cry. Across the door, her husband was taking a bath.

Yan Wanwan clenched her fingers, and her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh. She didn't even notice the pain, because the pain in my heart had already overshadowed everything.

After a full five minutes, Xu Yin's impatient voice came from the bathroom: "Wanwan, ask you to get me a dress, when will you get it?"

Yan Wanwan got up quickly, wiped away the tears, forced herself to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, took a few deep breaths, and said casually: "Here."

"Send in!"

Yan Wanwan pushed the door in, lowered her head, not wanting Xu Yin to see the mist in her eyes, and passed her pajamas.

Xu Yin turned off the faucet, and it was inconvenient to put one hand in plaster: "Help me wear it."

Yan Wanwan stood by and waited for him to put on his pajamas. Only one sleeve was put on him, and the other sleeve was hanging loosely. With his head buried, he pulled the pajamas belt and tied a knot around his waist.

She didn't look up, the bathroom was hot, and she didn't notice how hard his face was.

Xu Yin lowered his head, his eyes fell on her hand, brows frowned: "What's wrong with the hand?"

"It's okay." She was busy covering up.

Xu Yin grabbed her wrist with one hand. Two rows of deep teeth marks were printed on her hand. The skin was bitten. He snarled, "Didn't you let you eat at night? Hungry to chew your fingers?! Go for first aid. Bring the box!"

(End of this chapter)