Ji Luoran, holding a spatula in one hand and wearing a dark blue apron, appeared in front of Su Yili with a panicked look, "Yili, are you awake? Does it still hurt?"
Su Yili looked at Ji Luoran blankly and did not reply.
Ji Luoran didn't hear Su Yili speak, and was a little nervous for a moment. He quickly walked over, stretched out his other free hand, and probed Su Yili's forehead. He relaxed after there was no warmth as expected.
Take a breath.
But seeing Su Yili still looking at him blankly, he thought her wound was very painful, so he quickly said: "Wait a minute, I'll put the spatula away, and I'll give you some painkiller. Be good."
"
When she heard the word "good", Su Yili finally came back to her senses. Regardless of the tearing pain all over her body, she jumped up suddenly and threw herself into Ji Luoran's arms. Then, her nose was red and she was hoarse.
The voice kept repeating the four words "Brother Luoran".
In Su Yili's heart, Ji Luoran is like a brother. Wherever he is, even in hell, he will protect her without hesitation.
So no matter when, no matter how bad or embarrassing her situation is, Su Yili can cry without hesitation, just like a child, crying unscrupulously, crying so hard that Ji Luoran's shirt is covered with tears.
Wet.
Ji Luoran naturally didn't mind.
When he listened to Su Yili's cries, he only felt distressed and complained about Luo Shaochuan.
A good girl was destroyed by Luo Shaochuan.
While he was holding the spatula far away, for fear of touching Su Yili, he gently hugged her with his free hand and patted Su Yili's back gently with his palm.
His voice is also very gentle, very soft, like the lullaby a mother used to put her baby to sleep when she was young.
"I understand, I understand everything."
"I'm crying. No one can bully you when brother Luo Ran is here."
"Who dares to bully you, I will never make it easy for her."
Ji Luoran continued to pat Su Yili's back gently. His heart was very soft. It seemed that only the girl in front of him could make his hard heart become like this.
It's been like this since the first time I saw her.
"Okay, Yi Li, be good, don't cry." Ji Luoran wanted to hold her like this until the end of the world, but given the current situation, he couldn't. Yi Li's wounds needed to rest.