He doesn’t ask Ling Wu to repay him in the slightest, but he just asks Ling Wu not to leave him alone when he is in danger.
After a short pause, Nangong Xuan still didn't turn around, but walked straight away.
Before leaving, he left a sentence: "It will take some time for your injury to heal. When that time comes, you can just go to Seibu Country and call me."
Ling Wu raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Nangong Xuan's back, feeling a trace of unspeakable sadness in her heart.
There may be only a thin line between loving and being loved.
Among all this, who can say that people who don’t love are not sad?
"I suddenly realized that I am very lucky." Ouyang Xi put his fingers on Ling Wu's shoulders with a little more force, making Ling Wu look back and look up. Ouyang Xi's eyes were filled with jealousy and an indescribable look: "If not
I decided on you earlier, maybe it’s me who’s feeling uncomfortable now, not him.”
Seeing the jealousy in Ouyang Xi's eyes, Ling Wu couldn't help but chuckle: "Maybe"
After a slight pause, he said with a smile: "Maybe I am the lucky one?"
While speaking, she raised her arm and held his hand behind her back, with a smile on her face. After all, there is only one person who can truly hold hands.
And this one is standing next to her now
Fingers are tangled, it is enough to have him by your side for the rest of your life
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Ouyang Xi opened the door and saw Ling Wu standing by the window. She frowned slightly, walked behind Ling Wu, hugged her from behind with her hands, and sighed softly: "I told you, let you have a good rest."
You were recovering from your injuries, why did you stand up again?"
Ling Wu lazily leaned towards Ouyang Xi and gave him her center of gravity.
After he found a comfortable place, he said lazily: "I'm not as delicate as you said. If you do this again, you will really spoil me."
Ouyang Xi raised the corners of his lips; "When everything is over, I will really spoil you rotten."
He raised his hand to play with Ling Wu's hair, which had grown longer after two years. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he straightened Ling Wu's body, used both hands to help her make a bun according to her original habit, and reached out and took out a hair from her arms.