Ruoyu had seen Dai Mo and Wang Yitian together before, but she had never thought that Dai Mo might actually have feelings for Wang Yitian.
Although I don’t know where I can help Wang Yitian, since Dai Mo has helped me now, I should naturally agree to her request.
After looking at Jun Wuxia, Ruoyu looked at Daimo and asked, "How do you want me to help him?"
Dai Mo smiled, a bit bitterly, and she could feel a slight sense of desolation when she looked at it.
Approaching Ruoyu, Dai Mo said something, and it was this sentence that made Ruoyu's heart that had just sunk rise again.
How can this be considered a gang?!
And myself, myself...this is completely impossible!
Looking at Ruoyu's expression, Dai Mo naturally knew what Ruoyu was thinking now. She tilted her head and said in a soft tone: "I just helped him stop the bleeding. His wound was too deep, and in the end
That arrow is still poisonous, and only I have the antidote, and I can only recover by taking it every day for a whole month."
After saying this, he looked at Ruoyu and frowned, and then continued: "Think about it carefully. You can't ask anyone else except me. Could it be that that small request is not worth the life of the person you love?
?”
As if she was afraid that Ruoyu would ask more questions, she swung her hair and exited the room. When she put her hand on the door, she added: "He should wake up in two hours. By then, he may be a little confused due to the effect of the medicine."
, just stay with me."
When the door was completely closed, he immediately took Jun Wuya's hand.
His hands were cold, as if they were not warm no matter how hard they were heated. Ruoyu held them and placed them on her heart, but she still felt cold.
"Wuxia" called his name. Although he knew that he would wake up soon, he still felt anxious and wanted to hold his hand closer, but he was worried that he would hurt him if he tried too hard, so he hesitated.
My palms are already sweaty
I don’t know how long I have been pulling like this. The temperature on Jun Wuxia’s forehead is very high when I touch it. I don’t dare to neglect it at all. I am obviously very tired, but I keep putting the soaked towel on Jun Wuxia’s forehead.
, I want to lower the temperature like this
When the towel became hot again, and when I turned around to soak it, I felt a pair of hands holding my clothes.
In a hoarse and tired voice, he said: "Where is this?"
When his hand pulled up the corner of his clothes, he felt as if his heart skipped a beat. He blushed slightly and looked back at Jun Wuxia and said, "You're awake."
It seemed that this was the moment he saw Ruoyu's face clearly. Jun Wuya was stunned.
Thousands of emotions suddenly surged into his eyes, which were so complicated that he couldn't see clearly. His eyes turned dark, and he couldn't look deeply into the end.
"Yu'er?" he asked, as if he was a little unsure.
Listening to him calling her like this, Ruoyu naturally felt happy, and she didn't care whether Jun Wuxia was awake at this time, but when he could call her like this, she had to admit that she felt a burst of joy.
"Of course it's me. You're not well yet. Don't get up in a hurry. You'll injure your wounds." Seeing Jun Wuya about to get up, Ruoyu immediately took a step forward, trying to hold down Jun Wuxia's body.
Just when his hand touched Jun Wuxia's shoulder, he was pulled by his hand.
After looking at Ruoyu's face for a long time, he touched Ruoyu's face with his cold fingertips and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"
Face?
After hearing such a sentence, Ruoyu realized that He Hai went crazy and slashed her face with knives. Now it must not only be deep wounds, but also must look very shocking.
It must look ugly like this
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt. I'll apply some medicine after a while." Ruoyu smiled and touched her face as if she was a little embarrassed.
To be honest, how can there be a woman who doesn’t care about her appearance? Thinking about how her face has not been cleaned for so long.
It must be hard to be good...
"It's just an eyesore." Jun Wuxia's hand on Ruoyu's shoulder dropped, and his face turned away, looking bored.
So it turns out that it’s not about caring about yourself, but because you feel ugly?
When thinking like this, Jun Wuxia looked at Ruoyu who was still stunned, and then added: "It's so ugly."
This sentence also ruthlessly killed the little hope he still had. It seemed that he really didn't have any love for himself. Fortunately, Dai Mo just said that he would be a little unconscious, but now
I understand that the man in front of me is very sober.
It's precisely because I'm sober that I hate myself so much
How can I not be sad when my heart is sour?
"I've always said it's an eyesore, why haven't you washed it? Do you think it's going to be so disgusting to everyone?" Jun Wuxia looked at Ruoyu with his hands on his face, without twisting, and became more and more annoyed.
Getting impatient
Ruoyu turned around and felt that the bit of soreness in her heart expanded infinitely.
It seems that he and I really can't go back to the past.
When she got outside, Ruoyu filled a basin of water and looked at herself in the water with a wry smile and shook her head.
It’s really ugly. No wonder Jun Wuxia said that. Even when he looked at it, he felt like he didn’t want to take another look.
Such a face is not only inferior to Zhong Ya's delicate and lively appearance, but also inferior to Meng Youdie who always wears heavy makeup. It even feels inferior to Shi Tinghua, and is much uglier than her.
Dai Mo is not there. There are some simple ingredients on the stove, and the little water is just enough for cooking.
He rolled up his sleeves and cooked the porridge, fearing that he would be hungry. It didn't take long until it was ready. He took a small taste and thought it tasted good, so he gave it to Jun Wu in a bowl.
Xia Duan goes
When he went in, Jun Wuxia seemed to be about to come out, almost bumping into him.
After finally holding on to the bowl, he quickly pulled Jun Wuxia with his other hand and said, "You're not feeling well yet. Didn't I tell you not to move around?"
After saying that, he followed Jun Wuxia and held up the bowl, asking him to continue. Thinking that he was still looking at him, he said: "With just a basin of water, I made porridge."
Jun Wuxia also followed, but he didn't look at the porridge in the bowl. Instead, he looked at Ruoyu intently and raised his other hand, as if to touch Ruoyu's cheek.
Getting closer and closer, almost touching Ruoyu's skin
Surprisingly, the palpitating feeling in my heart became clearer now, and I gently closed my eyes.
But what she didn't expect was not his touch, but something sticky sliding down her hair.
It's not very hot, because I deliberately blew him off before entering the house to avoid getting burned, so I cooled it down by the spoonfuls.
And this porridge, which he had blown cold by the spoonful, was poured on his head with such ruthlessness, using his own water that he was unwilling to use to cleanse the noodles.
His face was covered with that sticky porridge, and he couldn't even see Jun Wuya clearly when he opened his eyes.
And it was such a person who became a little blurry in front of him, and said after himself: "That's disgusting."
Yes, it's so disgusting, even I feel sick
I wanted to escape in a panic, but my body stopped and I couldn't move. I felt that there was a sentence on my lips, but I had to ask it.
With her eyes and forehead unclear, Ruoyu raised her head and asked him: "Do you hate me so much?"
She clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with her hands, fearing to hear the answer she was afraid of. It seemed that she could see him shaking his head, seeing him give himself an explanation, hold himself in his arms, and say something to himself as before.
Don't think too much
But even though she held it so tightly, she still heard him follow her with cold eyes and say: "Yes."
It turns out that one word can hurt someone so deeply
I didn't have much strength to turn around, my face was muddy and confused, and my heart started to rain heavily.
I tell myself again and again not to be sad, but how can I not be sad?
When he walked out, he sat on the ground and saw that Dai Mo had come back and was pounding the herbs carelessly. Seeing this, he didn't feel frightened. He smiled faintly, pointed to the fresh water and followed Ruoyu.
: "Here, wash your face"
Dai Mo... can cast illusions
Could it be that what happened just now were all fake, all illusions, caused by Dai Mo's desire to make herself change after Jun Wuxia cut off her relationship?
Ruoyu pulled Dai Mo's clothes a little desperately, and asked, "Did you cast an illusion just now?"
Dai Mo still looked indifferent after hearing this, and continued to mix the medicine and said: "No, illusions are not cast casually."
Smiling, Dai Mo continued: "Every time I cast an illusion, I lose at least five years of my life. If Wang Yitian hadn't asked for it, how could I have wasted my life in vain?"
It turns out that illusions are meant to reduce lives.
Dai Mo obviously likes Wang Yitian, but she uses illusion to bring herself and him together.
It seems that everyone in the world who is in love is really a fool.
He washed his face indiscriminately, and after almost getting wet, he took out his hand and went to the room next to Jun Wuxia.
I felt so weak that I didn’t lie down on the bed. I just leaned on the edge of the bed, sat on the ground and fell asleep.
When Ruoyu's breathing slowly calmed down, someone pushed the door in and came in. He was also injured and his steps were a little unsteady. He looked at Ruoyu lying on the ground, frowned, bent down and hugged Ruoyu to him.
In my arms, I looked at that face carefully
After a long while, he gently touched it with his hand, avoiding the wound, and sighed heavily and said: "You idiot"
Then he took out a small bottle of medicine from his arms, laid Ruoyu's body flat, carefully and slowly smoothed the wound, and looked at Ruoyu's little face carefully, for fear of missing something.
No matter how small the wound is, wait until it is evenly applied before stopping and letting out a heavy sigh.
And her eyes never moved away from Ruoyu's little face, her eyes were full of infinite love and compassion.