"Qin Mujue, do you know that your back is bruised? You don't want this or that. Do you want your butt to be rotten?"
He turned his head and looked a little annoyed: "Xia Tong, can you say something nice? What's rotten..." He paused, and a trace of blush suddenly appeared on his face.
Eh... Seeing his reaction, Xia Tong seemed to understand. He lowered his voice and asked, "Qin Mujue, you didn't let the nurses give you medicine and kicked them all out. Could it be because -"
She smiled strangely: "Because the injury is a sensitive place, you don't dare to let others see it, right?"
Qin Mujue: "……."
Xia Tong smiled mischievously: "I can't believe it, I can't believe that you, Master Qin, once had countless soft-smelling nephrites and wandered around all kinds of beautiful women, but now you are as shy as a little virgin who has never eaten meat.
?Are you afraid of being seen?!"
"Xia Tong, shut up!" The man couldn't bear it and said, "You should know very well whether I am a virgin, right?"
Xia Tong was speechless and said after a while: "Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore." She sat next to him and said: "Since you are so awkward, let me wipe it for you."
Just as Qin Muzhe was about to stop him, she was already one step ahead and lifted the blanket covering his buttocks. Qin Muzhe glanced sideways at her and gritted his teeth.
Xia Tong ignored him and took out the ointment he just got from the nurse and applied it on him.
The light yellow ointment was squeezed onto her fingers and spread, and she carefully rubbed it on the bloody wound on his back. Her fingers gently pressed his soft and tight skin...
"Hmm..." He hummed softly, with a slight pain.
"Did I hurt you?" Xia Tong asked.
"fine……."
There was blood gushing out from the wound. Xia Tong wiped it with gauze and applied medicine carefully. Her body felt inexplicably excited when her fingertips were slowly rubbed, but Xia Tong suddenly didn't notice it.
Just when her hand touched his waist, the man groaned softly, turned around quickly, raised his hand, and held Xia Tong under him, who had not yet reacted.
Strong fingers pulled her face and kissed her lips impatiently.
Xia Tong panicked, how could this man be so dishonest even though he was seriously injured? She touched his chest with both hands and said, "I haven't finished wiping him yet..."
"Continue later." He answered vaguely, a little annoyed at her lack of concentration, and bit her lower lip with his mouth, twisting it.
Xia Tong wanted to struggle, but she didn't know where to push her hands. The skin touched by the slightly cold fingers was still overflowing with blood drops, with a sticky touch...
That's it, she finally chose to give up and closed her eyes: "Be gentle..."
****** ******
When he came out of the hospital, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Xia Tong was going to go home, change some clothes, take a rest and pick up Guaiguai.
Unexpectedly, before arriving at the door of the house, I met a figure that I had not seen for a long time but was extremely familiar - Gu Haoran.
Today he was wearing a dark purple suit and a neat tie. His tall figure made his beautiful eyes shine even more. His figure was as straight as a pine tree.
When he saw Xia Tong, he smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, just like before.
"Why are you here?" Xia Tong walked to him, a little embarrassed. She and he hadn't seen each other for more than a week since they broke up that day. Part of the reason was that she was really busy taking care of Qin Muxue during this time.
, and partly because of her deliberate avoidance. She admitted that she was cowardly, and she was afraid of being relatively speechless when she faced him face to face.
He stood by the door, staring at her: "I heard that you haven't come to work these days?"
Xia Tong lowered his head to take out the keys, not daring to look into his eyes, and nodded casually: "Yes, a lot of things have happened recently. I have already explained the reasons to Sister Anna, and she approved me to take two weeks' leave."
After finding the key, Xia Tong opened the door and suddenly said: "I have found out what happened that night..."
Xia Tong's hand stopped opening the door.
"The night you and Qin Muzhen..." He paused: "You had sex, right?"
The key fell to the ground with a bang. Finally, she couldn't hide it anymore. Xia Tong lowered her head, facing the question of the man beside her, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She bent down, picked up the key on the ground, said nothing, and continued to open the door.
Gu Haoran grabbed her hand that opened the key and said in a somewhat anxious tone: "Is this why you want to leave me?"
"..." She still didn't speak.
"I don't care." Gu Haoran said: "That night I knew that what happened to you was because of drugging. Xia Tong, I don't care. You don't need to take this matter to your heart at all. As long as we can
Good..."
"But I care!" Xia Tong interrupted him, turned around, and looked at him motionlessly: "Gu Haoran, I care. I can't bear to marry you and be you in such an unfaithful state.
Wife, this is really unfair to you. Besides, you don’t care now because you still have feelings for me. But many, many years later, when the love between us is gradually worn away by time, when you think of this
Don’t you feel unwilling to do something about it and don’t care about it?”
"I..." The man was speechless.
Xia Tong broke away from his hand, opened the door, and was about to go in, but he whispered beside her: "The reason why you haven't gone to the company these days is because you are with him every day, right?"
"..." Xia Tong paused, and then quickly walked into the door. She felt guilty and did not dare to listen anymore. She wanted to close the door in a panic. However, he put one hand on the edge of the door to stop her movement.
Those black eyes, surging like sea water, looked at her, making her feel uneasy and wanting to run away in a hurry.
"Xia Tong." He added: "Actually, you don't like me, right..."
'Bang!' His next words were lost in the sound of the door closing heavily. In the room, Xia Tong slowly slid along the door wall to the ground, curled up his hands and hugged his knees, and buried his face deeply between his knees: "Gu Hao
However, I'm sorry...I'm really sorry..."
****** ******
Unknowingly, Qin Mujue had been recovering in the hospital for more than a month. Xia Tong went to the hospital as usual after get off work that day. When she entered the door, she happened to see Nie Sheng walking out of the door. She opened the door and saw Qin Mu Jue was leaning on the bed, frowning, as if thinking about something. There was a blue folder on the table next to him.
When he first came here, he had a back injury, so he could only lie down on his stomach every day, and he could barely lean on it in the past two days. Xia Tong placed the prepared pork rib soup on the bedside table and reached out to touch his forehead: "Have you got anything today?"
Feeling better?"
When he wanted to pull his hand away, it was caught by his big hand. With a slight exertion on his wrist, Xia Tong involuntarily fell to the side of his bed.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he looked very wrong, Xia Tong couldn't help but ask.
"Xia Tong——." He stared at her closely: "I have a question I want to ask you. Please answer me truthfully."