How long is a night? It's so long that every soul in life can't wait to see it through.
The rising sun rises in the east, and the red morning light breaks through the layers of mist in the bamboo forest. The long and endless night finally passes, and the day finally arrives.
When Shihu opened the window curtains to welcome the morning light outside, a messy room unfolded. The coffee table and sofa were all arranged in a mess, handcuffs and legshackles fell to pieces on the ground, needles and medicines fell on the floor, and blood stains
Mottled marks are almost everywhere.
All these scenes together are shocking, but what is even more shocking is the man and woman lying on the bed.
The man pressed on the woman's lips, but the woman's lips were already stained with blood, and the old wounds and new wounds on the broken skin were terrible to look at.
This was originally an extremely ambiguous scene, but because of the blood on the woman's lips, this morning returned to yesterday's night again.
The lips have gone from intense pain to numbness, and I can't feel anything. It's as if all the cells in my lips have died, and there is no longer any breath.
She moved her stiff body, and Hao Lianfeng helped her push Ye Shengge's body away and place her on the bed.
He was sleeping soundly, and there was no trace of anger on his face. Even his two beautiful black eyebrows were quietly drooping, and he no longer had the fierce look he had last night.
After nibbling on her lips and sucking her blood for half the night, this morning, he finally fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion.
As soon as Qian Lianxia's feet landed on the ground, her whole body swayed involuntarily. She held her forehead with one hand and barely supported the corner of the bed with the other to prevent her from falling.
There were many stars flying in front of her eyes. She rejected Hao Lianfeng's hand that stretched out to help her and walked out by holding on to the wall, "Don't worry, I can walk by myself!"
"But you -" Hao Lianfeng looked at her anxiously, not even using honorifics.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I want to go take a shower!"
Hao Lianfeng looked at the sporadic blood stains on her wrinkled clothes, pursed his lips and said to Qian Lianxia's back: "The hot water towels and clothes are ready," he finished.
Feeling it was inappropriate, he added, "I asked the servant to deliver it this morning."
Qian Lianxia paused, twitched her lips and smiled: "Thank you, Hao Lian."
The bathroom was very clean, but her hands and feet were so painful that she couldn't move. In addition, Ye Shengge threw her against the wall yesterday and hit her forehead on the coffee table. She now had various injuries all over her body.
When she sat in the bathtub, she almost slipped and fell into the water. Her chest and back were all the same pain. Taking a bath already gave Qian Lianxia a taste of endless pain, so when she reluctantly finished taking a bath, she was already
A long time passed.
There were footsteps coming hurriedly outside, and after a long time, footsteps hurriedly left again. Probably because she hadn't come out for so long, I wanted to come and have a look. But seeing the bathroom door closed, I felt embarrassed, so I left. Qian
Lian Xia frowned, no longer wanting to guess who that person was.
The water splashed on her face, reflecting her face in the mirror. Her eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts, filled with bloodshot eyes after a night's sleep. Her face was as haggard as a piece of white paper, and her pale and dry lips were still seeping with traces of blood.
When she came out, her red lips were extremely red and swollen from being rubbed. Layers of dry skin hung on her lips, and the tender flesh was still turning out. One word to describe her is that she was miserable.
This is only the first day, and there will be a second and third day, but she will not give up.
He tightened his fingers on the countertop and walked out step by step while holding on to the wall due to lack of strength.
As soon as she walked out of the bathroom door, Hao Lianfeng called her to eat in the dining room. She thought about it, then went to the room to look at Ye Shengge uneasily. When she saw that he was asleep, she left with peace of mind and went to have breakfast.
Sihu and several medical staff were already at the breakfast table. As soon as she sat down at the table, a glass of milk and glutinous red date porridge was pushed in front of her. Red dates can nourish blood. She looked at the big hands with distinct joints in wonder.
When she went there, she saw Hao Lianfeng sitting next to her eating sushi with a normal expression.
The tender moment just now seemed like she was just overthinking it. Qian Lianxia smiled bitterly, she actually had a hallucination.
"Thank you!" She put down her irritability and thanked him.
Hao Lianfeng paused and replied calmly: "You're welcome."
This seemed to be the way they had been talking since they met. Qian Lianxia was not surprised, Hao Lianfeng was not surprised, but Sihu across from him frowned again.
He did not forget that this morning, Hao Lianfeng called and ordered someone to bring clean clothes and breakfast. He also added a special sentence about glutinous red date porridge. How could he do this if it weren't for Qian Lianxia's excessive blood loss last night.
But Hao Lian, Hao Lian, Sihu sighed in his heart, no matter how much you do, you can't get involved in their relationship.
After breakfast, Qian Lianxia just walked into the room and was surprised to see that the person who was supposed to be sleeping soundly on the bed was already awake. There was a calm look in his black eyes, and that gentle and jade-like face came back again.
But the blood stain on the corner of the lip ruined this sense of harmony.
But Qian Lianxia couldn't care about so much anymore. Seeing that this man woke up well, she couldn't restrain her joy. Regardless of the pain all over her body, she rushed over and threw herself into his arms, "Sheng, are you awake?"
No, how about it? Is there any discomfort or pain? Tell me, where do you feel uncomfortable?" She threw herself into his arms and suddenly thought of this. She immediately pulled her head out of his arms and looked around with her little hands.
The injury and anxious look made Ye Shengge's eyes reddened as she looked at her quietly.
Her forehead was still red and swollen from yesterday, and her lips were still broken. After waking up, he already understood that these were his masterpieces.
Rough fingertips gently touched her red and swollen lips. Ye Shengge looked at her lovingly with a smile, "Does it hurt?"
Qian Lianxia held his hand, shook her head and smiled, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!"
His expression became serious, obviously not believing her lies.
Qian Lianxia stuck out her tongue, "It hurts a little, but it's not particularly painful!"
She quickly added before his next sentence, "Really." She looked at him with her clear, round eyes, as if she wanted to look into the depths of his eyes.
"Lian, you-" He only said two words, and held her head in his arms, "You said it didn't hurt. Looking at the wounds on your forehead and mouth, I felt really bad. I'm sorry.
It was me who caused you to be hurt so badly."
"Don't say that, I know you didn't mean it." Her little head rubbed against his arms, like an injured kitten in need of comfort, "Sheng didn't mean it."