"I'm still a patient, you...don't mess around." She pretended to be calm, but in fact the confusion in her eyes had already given her away. She was really a stubborn woman, unwilling to compromise even though she was afraid.
"You're messing around. I'm not messing around. According to my observation, you seem to like it too, right? My little wild cat." He lowered his head again and pointed at her delicate red lips. A playful smile remained on his face.
On the face, if you don't beg for mercy, if you don't beg for mercy, I won't be polite. His hands pressed her tightly on the bed, not allowing her to struggle. Maybe he was too obsessed and used too much force, and when he touched her injured wound, she
He gasped in pain and turned pale.
"My hand... hurts so much." She made a weak and painful sound, biting her lips tightly, but the cry of pain still escaped her mouth.
Only now did Du Qiaochen see the gauze wrapped around her hand. Due to the touch just now, the solidified wound split open, and the thick and bright blood penetrated the layers of gauze, and the snow-white gauze turned bright red.
"How did this hurt?" His eyes were unusually bright. He pulled her to sit up, took the medical kit he had just put aside again, took out the scissors and cut the gauze tied on her hands, and looked at her worriedly.
One glance: "It hurts a bit, please bear with it." The wound and the gauze were stuck together. Du Yuochen's heart didn't feel any pain, and the hand holding the scissors trembled slightly.
It's not that he has never seen bloody scenes. He has seen thousands of scenes that are more tragic and bloody than this. But no matter how tragic or terrifying those scenes are, they are not as good as this moment. Her pale face and tight lips trembled slightly.
The eyelashes were so touching that they made his heart ache.
Even the injuries he had suffered were a hundred times more serious than this, but he never took it to heart, and he never even frowned. The environment in which he lived made injuries inevitable, but she was different. She was just a girl, and she had no relationship with him.
When they are together, she will even become a carefree little girl.
"What happened? Don't you know how to take care of yourself?" She has been injured all day long. Will she take good care of herself? He said angrily, with a hint of irritation in his tone, maybe angry.
She never knew how to take care of herself. Maybe she was angry with herself, so she seemed a little sullen. I am afraid only he knew the reason, and others could not find out.
Anyway, his current mood is somewhat contradictory, and a person's feelings are really complicated.
"It was this morning...I accidentally paddled it." She felt aggrieved and sad. The person who was so warm and affectionate just now turned into a lion about to get angry. This man was really moody.
In the end, all her hurts came from him, right? He even accused her for no reason.
The scene of her chasing the car in the morning appeared in front of Du Liaochen's eyes. He seemed to understand a lot about her embarrassment when she fell. He looked at Qingge's pale little face that stubbornly turned his head away with some guilt. He suddenly wanted to reach out and hug her.
Her thin shoulders told her not to be sad anymore. In fact, he did so.
He gently put his arm around her shoulders and held her quietly.
His hand was close to her belly, caressing her gently over and over again. Qingge felt strange, and because he didn't make any further movements, he relaxed his vigilance. After a while, he was lying in Du Yuochen's generous arms.
, fell into a deep sleep. Maybe he had a good dream, and there was always a faint smile on his lips.
The moonlight is like water, and the coolness gradually melts away. If you are well, it will be a sunny day.
"President, the appointment has been made." The secretary bowed respectfully and reported what the president asked him to do.
"Hmm". It's just a simple word. He never likes to talk too much. Too much talk will lead to mistakes. The more words he says, the more emotions he reveals and the more loopholes he will have. He is a rigorous person.
He seemed to be a little different today. Qingge glanced a few more times unconsciously, and after confirming that the person sitting in front of him was Du Juanchen, he slowly sat down on her seat. Why is he still here? Every day this
It seemed that he had gone to work long ago. Anyway, she rarely saw him in the morning. When she got up, he had already disappeared, so when she saw him this morning, she still didn't believe her eyes.
When Qingge came down the stairs, Du Jiaochen saw her, and saw her surprised look as if she had seen a ghost. He burst into laughter. Why did she look like this? However, she was very cute.
She was wearing a pure cotton white dress, calf-length, with simple cloth shoes, and a knitted sweater that was worn loosely on her body. Perhaps because she was too thin, her whole body was wrapped in a knitted sweater, leaving only a delicate face exposed.
A small face as big as a palm. On the unpainted face, a pair of bright and transparent eyes, with long eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly spreading its wings and about to fly.
"Why are you staring at me? Don't you even have to go to work?" She raised her head, looked directly into his eyes with her big watery eyes, and looked at him doubtfully.
"I'm the boss, and it's up to me to decide whether to go to work or not." He opened his mouth and looked at her deflated expression for a moment, as if she didn't buy his answer. She lowered her head and ignored him, minding her own business.
eating her breakfast.
"Hey, where are you taking me?" As soon as she finished breakfast, she was dragged by Du Jiaochen and thrown into the car.
"You'll know when you get there. If you keep making noises, I'll find a place where no one is around and throw you down." Du Jiaochen couldn't bear it anymore and she kept asking questions in his ear. Why didn't he find it before?
This woman talks so much, no wonder she is said to be worth five hundred ducks. He thought, the ancients were right.
Qingge absolutely believed that Du Caochen could do it, and his threat was still effective. At this moment, Qingge obediently shut his mouth, sat in the passenger seat, and looked at him steadily with a pair of big eyes, as if he dared not be angry.
Dare to express my grievance.
The car drove farther and farther and gradually left the city. There were no more breathless skyscrapers and noisy roars. Compared with these, there were lush trees on both sides of the road and pastures in the distance.
The white wooden house and the flocks of birds that startled the car as it passed seemed to attract her attention more.
She looked at all this in surprise, with a joyful expression like a child. She excitedly pointed here and there for Du Jiaochen to see. She screamed excitedly along the way.
Du Qiaochen looked at her joyful expression, eyebrows raised with excitement, and suddenly felt very happy. Perhaps, he could think about their future. The future? He was a little excited when he thought of this word. They would have a future. This is a
What a happy yet distant word!
Now he can think about it this way, in Provence, in the deserted fields, when there were only the two of them, what about after going back, can he still think about it? There is Shen Yake who she has always been thinking about. It is undeniable that she and Shen Yake
After spending an inseparable and sweet time, he would sometimes go crazy with jealousy. What kind of traces did their time together leave in her heart, and how deep was it? Is it like using a knife to carve deep memories into her heart?
What about him, what did he leave in her heart? Hate, he remembered the word she once said. He didn't think about it anymore. The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. The more he thought about it, the more his angry elements were ready to move.
No matter how many traces Shen Yake left in her heart, he would wipe them clean without leaving a trace, because in her heart, there could only be him, and her whole person, no matter body or mind, could only be him. It could be him, Du Liaochen, no one else can think of it.
As domineering as him and as confident as him.
They stopped at a place, and Qingge opened the car door excitedly and fell into the embrace of nature. It had just stopped raining in the town in the morning. The freshness of the flowers and trees was mixed with the clear atmosphere of the sea breeze, humid and quiet. He raised his face, I saw the clouds gradually disperse and the sunlight streaming down through the clouds and trees.
Her mind went blank, and the only sentence she could think of was: Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. There is great beauty between heaven and earth, which does not wither and fade with the changes of time, transcends time, transcends space, and is unselfish. Existence, its own splendor, its own beauty.
She was as excited as a real child, and the enthusiastic atmosphere infected Du Yuechen next to her. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at her high-spirited appearance, his jade-like black eyes sparkled.
Suddenly, as if she had discovered a new world, she pointed to a majestic church not far away, and unconsciously pulled Du Caochen there, stepping on the soft lawn, feeling quiet and comfortable.
When Du Yuochen told her that the church was called Notre Dame de Garde and was the highest point in the area, they were already standing at the top of the church, and Notre Dame de Garde was built on the top of the mountain.
The top of the mountain is very high and is close to the coast. Standing on the high sea viewing platform and looking far into the distance, you can easily have a panoramic view of the entire sea.
If she falls from this point, it must be the most beautiful posture. She raised her arms and leaned forward, like a bird about to fly. She felt a pair of strong hands tightly grasp her waist, and then fell into his Warm chest: "What are you thinking about?" He spoke softly and angrily, with a little reproach in his tone.
At that moment, Du Yuochen had an illusion, as if she would really fly away at any time, disappear into this quiet and calm place, and disappear into his life. But at that moment, he knew clearly that he was afraid, It was fearful and clear that he could not lose her, especially when she leaned forward and opened her arms.
His heart was in his throat. What kind of heart was hidden under her quiet and gentle face!
He refused, and this feeling of frustration was as if he could never get into her heart, couldn't feel her heartbeat, couldn't warm her body temperature, so he was afraid, so he hugged her tightly, like this, Only then will he feel at ease, their heartbeats are entangled, and he will feel that she is really by his side and that she has never left.
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