Qingge woke up slowly. He felt very tired and had no strength at all. He turned his head and saw Du Jiaochen sitting on the table by the window, holding his forehead with one hand as if sleeping. His eyes suddenly fell on
On his other hand, there was a circle of dried blood on his arm, and rows of bloody tooth marks. One look at it showed how hard her bite was.
No wonder a stream of warm liquid flowed out when she bit it. She didn't think much about it at the time, thinking it was the quilt. It turned out to be his hand...
Qingge took off the quilt and got out of bed with some difficulty, but he could only stand by holding on to the wall. He moved over bit by bit, took out the medicine box from the bottom of the cupboard, and found the gauze and disinfectant inside.
and scissors, and slowly moved to Du Yuochen's side.
As soon as she opened the gauze, she saw the wound that she had cleaned. The white gauze was wrapped around the affected area. Although it was not very neat, it was wrapped with great care. It was wrapped in many layers. Her eyes hurt, and her heart was filled with pain.
Sorrow and sorrow burst out. She remembered that not long ago, her hands were still bleeding. What on earth was this man thinking? It was obviously him who caused the injury, yet he wanted to shake her heart so gently.
But she found that she couldn't hate him, just like he had hurt her before. She had hated and complained about it, but she didn't want to think about it anymore, because she found that something had changed, hers and his, everything had changed.
.She didn’t even dare to think too much about what had changed? Was it people, hearts, or something else.
She sighed, slowly picked up Du Juanchen's injured hand and placed it in her palm. She was so focused that she almost didn't notice that Du Juanchen had woken up. When she made that slight sigh, she didn't realize it.
Although the wound was no longer bleeding, looking at the row of clear tooth marks, Qingge still felt complicated as he helped him clean the dried blood stains, wrapped it in circles of gauze, and then carefully tied a knot. Looking at him
The wound had been treated, and she smiled unconsciously, perhaps without even noticing it.
After the bandage was finished, her body was a little tired. Just as she was about to turn around and go to the bed, her body fell into a warm embrace. She suddenly looked up at the person who held her in his arms, her face turned red, and she quickly
He lowered his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"You were bandaging me just now?" When Du Chaochen saw his smile, a sweetness surged in his heart. Was her smile because of him? He would rather think so and believe it.
"You...don't get me wrong, I just bandaged your wound because I didn't want to see it getting infected." Qingge said a small quibble, but he was struggling fiercely in his heart, because just now, he was watching
When she saw Du Liaochen's arm with residual blood, her only thought was to bandage it. As for the other things, she didn't think about it, and she forgot to think about it.
"Are you caring about me?" Du Qiaochen lowered his head happily and kissed Qingge's eyebrows gently: "Are you caring about me, Qingge?"
Qingge lowered his head and pretended not to hear. He seemed a little tired and leaned in Du Jiaochen's arms, like a docile kitten.
Just let me lean on you like this. I'm really tired. No matter you are real or illusory at this moment, I'm so greedy for the warmth of this embrace. Just let me lean selfishly on this embrace that makes me feel at ease.
, don’t think about the past, don’t worry about the future, just think about the present.
Whenever I think I am wrong and want to feel at ease and stay away, you will always show your tenderness occasionally, making it difficult for people to tell whether you are telling the truth or a joke, whether you are sincere or fake.
Qingge thought long and hard, and moved her head closer to Du Qiaochen's arms. She couldn't understand the person in front of her, just like she couldn't understand her own heart. They were all so elusive and erratic, like a gust of wind. , a cloud that cannot be touched or clearly seen.
"You'll be fine." Du Jiaochen thought Qingge was still scared, and might have thought of the violent method he had just used against her. He comforted her softly, trying to slow down his tone, with a cautious tenderness.
Clearly feeling Qingge's body stiffen, she suddenly raised her head, and saw the warm smile on Du Caochen's face. She looked away unnaturally and lowered her head.
Du Liaochen held her soft body and slowly approached the bed. How could she be so light? She was even lighter than when he had just taken her away from Shen Yake. The bones in her body separated them. The material of their clothes made him hurt. His hand on Qingge's waist tightened unconsciously, and there was almost no flesh left on her body.
Du Qiaochen thought of the doctor's words again, saying that her body should not be overworked. It was best to drink some nourishing soup and take good care of her body. After all, it was a miscarriage, which was actually similar to confinement. Also, it was best to give birth within a month. Don't be fooled, confinement is very important for women. Once the root cause of the disease is found, it will be a lifelong matter and cannot be cured.
Du Liaochen glanced worriedly at Qingge, who was quietly hiding in his arms. She had her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep again. Her body was really worrying!
Du Liaochen tiptoed and put Qingge on the bed again. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her for a long time, as if he could never see enough, from her delicate eyebrows to her small nose, and finally to her slightly pale lips. Above. At this moment, she was sleeping quietly, her sleeping face was quiet and beautiful, like a sleeping beauty waiting for the prince's kiss, and then she slowly woke up as if she was reborn.
Du Qiaochen didn't know why he had such thoughts. Every time he saw her sleeping quietly beside him, his heart seemed to fall silent and fall. She cried, she laughed, she was sad, she was sad. , seemed to easily touch his heart. Although he knew that as the leader of a group, he should not have such dangerous emotions, he couldn't control it. He couldn't control it.
This feeling of being occupied by one person makes him powerless, frustrated, and yet so helpless, because he has experienced the so-called happiness that he has never experienced before!
Some people say that Du Liaochen is ruthless. In fact, he just doesn't understand emotions. He thinks that just by robbing a woman, he can control a woman's heart by keeping her firmly by his side. But that's not the case. His heart is gradually changing. Change, melting little by little.
When he met the person who made his heart ache, Du Yuechen might not notice such changes, but Qingge did, but she didn't want to and didn't dare to admit it because of the hurt she suffered; maybe Du Yuechen did. He also discovered it, but he was also hesitant and didn't believe it, because he had never tried to love someone, let alone devote himself wholeheartedly to wanting to love and miss someone.
This seems not easy for a heart that has always been frozen.
Qingge woke up leisurely. She looked around the room and found no trace of Du Yuochen. Where had he gone? Wasn't he still here last night? Thinking of last night, her face felt slightly hot and flushed.
Flushing.
His eyes fell on the cabinet beside the bed. A bowl of white porridge and two plates of light side dishes were all very appetizing. What's more, Qingge, who had been sleeping since yesterday, had no energy at all after being tortured.
, they say that sickness comes like a mountain, and it is indeed true.
She picked up the porridge and took a few sips: "It tastes so good!" The porridge tasted good, fragrant and smooth, and left a fragrance in her mouth. She took a few more sips, and then her hunger gradually disappeared. She lowered her head and
She discovered that there was a piece of paper underneath the porridge. She was just focusing on filling her stomach and didn't notice it at all. Could it be that it was written by Du Jiaochen...
She picked up the paper and opened it slowly. It turned out that he had written a good calligraphy. He was indeed a domineering person, and the ligatures also revealed his character. He was vigorous and powerful, without any restraint, and his writing was like a stroke of iron.
Silver hook; flowing clouds and flowing water, writing like clouds and smoke. I saw the words clearly written on it, which warmed Qingge's originally uncertain heart:
After you wake up, remember to eat your food first. You are not allowed to eat less or eat less. Do you hear me? You will stay in your room honestly today and are not allowed to leave the room. When you come back in the evening, we will set off and go home.
Qingge stared at the word "go home" blankly. This was the second time he said "go home" to her, as if they were really going home and it was really her home. He said it extremely
Naturally, Qingge was filled with excitement when she heard this. "Home" was never mentioned as she had no home since the car accident.
Du Yuechen destroyed her, and a car accident destroyed her home. It was like God was joking with her. She, the living person, had to bear all the suffering and pain. Would living be happier than dying?
?But this man who destroyed her and made her love and hate him always said the warmest words to her. "Home", he would always say to her, Qingge, I will take you home, Qingge.
Ge, let's go home.
It seems that they are really a whole and have an inseparable relationship. Zinge asked himself more than once whether he loves him or hates him, but there is no so-called answer. Hate, maybe there is; there may be love, too.
, she just doesn’t know which direction to focus on, she never knows.
Maybe love and hate are just a matter of a moment. Where can there be hatred without love?
Qingge lowered her head, buried her face deeply in the bowl, and drank the white porridge in big mouthfuls. Tears of unknown joy and sorrow fell drop by drop, hitting her bowl, and she swallowed them alive.
Anyone who sees such a scene will feel a little bit unbearable and a little distressed. What makes her so sad?
This man has done a lot for her. When she was kidnapped, he risked his own life to save her. When drug addiction broke out, he stayed by her side. When she was handcuffed at the banquet, he stood up and took her with her.
"Going home", she was almost raped in a dark alley, but he arrived in time to save her, who was on the verge of despair.
There are many more, the swing he made by himself, the red roses in the morning, the church where he made a wish, she remembers everything, clearly. But it is also these touching memories that make her heart turbulent, every time
After being hurt, they would lick their wounds alone, unable to tell where they were going.
It didn't matter. Every time she tried to give up, she would see him stretching out his hand gently to her in front of her and smiling warmly. She was really driven crazy by such out-of-control emotions!
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