Luo Qi brought the porridge from the kitchen, lifted An Zhisu up and leaned against the bed, picked up the bowl and spoon, and prepared to feed An Zhisu. An Zhisu turned his head and said, "I'd better do it myself, I'm not used to others serving me like this."
Me, and I’m still a strange man.”
Luo Qi put down the spoon and handed the bowl in his hand to An Zhisu. An Zhisu stretched out his hand from the quilt. Both hands were tightly wrapped in gauze. There was still a dull pain in the wrist of his left hand, and his ten fingers were like needles.
It feels like stabbing pain.
"Do you still want to eat by yourself?" Luo Qi looked at An Zhisu with a smile.
An Zhisu shook his head. Luo Qi picked up the spoon again and fed An Zhisu spoonful by spoonful. Such gentleness, Luo Xiao would never be able to learn, but Luo Qi was natural from the heart.
An Zhisu couldn't help but chuckle: "Are you and Luo Xiao really twins?"
Luo Qi paused and said, "Of course, didn't you recognize me as him when you woke up?"
"It seems that you have taken up all the sunshine, so Luo Xiao's heart is so dark."
Luo Qi fed her a spoonful of porridge and said seriously: "Susu, it's not that Luo Xiao has a dark heart, it's just that he has experienced a lot, and his nature is not bad."
"Well, that's right, he hasn't tortured me to death yet!" An Zhisu swallowed the porridge in her mouth, her throat was still sore, she frowned slightly, "Thank him for me sometimes!"
"Susu, Luo Xiao was a very healthy and lovely child when he was a child, but then something happened and he became paralyzed..." Luo Qi defended.
An Zhisu curled his lips: "Is this the reason for his perversion? Doesn't he know that there is such a thing as being physically disabled and having a strong mind? Paralysis is nothing, it's much better than that person who can only move one finger! He really should find someone
Get some counseling from a psychiatrist."
"Psychiatrist?" Luo Qi looked at An Zhisu in surprise.
An Zhisu sneered: "This... is a type of person who specializes in making people with dark hearts see reality clearly, accept reality, and treat life correctly and optimistically, but you don't have that in this place."
Luo Qi looked at An Zhisu with a dark look on his face, but the words coming out of her mouth were always very novel. He continued to feed An Zhisu spoonful by spoonful. The setting sun shone into the room through the window, which was very warm and cozy.
An Zhisu had an illusion of happiness, and she suddenly wanted to stop time.
After eating, I felt satisfied, and then started to feel sleepy again. An Zhisu felt that his eyelids were heavy and unwilling to close them. Luo Qi looked at her funny and asked: "Do you want to sleep? Then
Close your eyes and rest!"
An Zhisu's voice was a little confused: "No, I don't dare to close my eyes. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I'll go back to the dungeon and find that everything today was just a sweet dream. I'll find that I'm still half-dead in the dungeon. I'll find that the little devil is actually
He has left me, and found that Luo Qi actually does not exist, only the devil Luo Xiao, and found that all happiness has become an illusion again..."
"You silly woman!" Luo Qi stroked her forehead and whispered: "Go to sleep, I will guard you here, and when you recover from your injuries, I will take you to find the little devil. I promise not to let Luo Qi
Xiao hurt you and your children."
An Zhisu closed his eyes and curved the corners of his mouth.
Luo Qi looked at An Zhisu who was sleeping soundly. An Ran's appearance made him not want to take his eyes away. In fact, this woman was not that annoying. Compared with her ruthlessness and tenacity, innocence was her true character.
As the days passed, Luo Qi kept guarding An Zhisu and served her personally every day. An Zhisu would sometimes ask Luo Qi: "Are you really a prince?"
Luo Qi smiled and scratched her nose: "Am I not the prince, can I rescue you from the dungeon?"
The two of them played for a while, and An Zhisu was gradually able to get out of bed. Luo Qi would carry her to the rocking chair in the middle of the yard and lie down on sunny days. He would do it next to him, gently rocking the chair while talking to An Zhisu.
Su talks about irrelevant topics.
An Zhisu sometimes wondered why Luo Xiao allowed Luo Qi to rescue her from the dungeon. He hated her so much and wished she would die. So since she had given up her life, what was the need to save her?
"Luo Qi, why did you save me?" An Zhisu squinted her eyes and looked at the sun. She liked the feeling of looking directly at the sun, letting the sun's rays shine from her eyes to the bottom of her heart, feeling a sudden enlightenment. Then she closed her eyes,
There is still light in front of my eyes.
Luo Qi covered her eyes with his hands and said with a smile: "Believe it or not, I saw you when you married Luo Xiao, and I was moved by your straightforwardness and innocence. But you are Luo Xiao's princess, so I just
I can watch from a distance, watch him beat you, watch him hurt you, but you keep persisting, and one day, you have to give up your life. I don't care about anything else. I just want to save you, so I
Please Luo Xiao let you go."
"Then why did you never show up before?" There was blame in An Zhisu's tone. She didn't know why she was blaming him. She just felt that he should have appeared in her life earlier, not when she was exhausted.
, but she has no reason to blame him. She is Luo Xiao's concubine, and he is Luo Xiao's brother. An Zhisu feels that fate actually likes to play tricks on people sometimes.
Luo Qi said nothing, but held An Zhisu's hand tightly.
An Zhisu gritted his teeth in pain, and Luo Qi quickly let go, with apologetic and distressed expressions on his face. Her hands had not recovered yet, and her nails slowly grew back from the flesh. The original slender and pink nails were now completely
It turned into a horrible mass of flesh, with occasional bloodshot eyes. The left wrist still had not recovered. Although the stone was sharp, the wound was still jagged, and the recovery was much slower. Because An Zhisu hated the white color of the gauze, so he let it go
Luo Qi tied a purple bow on the white gauze.
An Zhisu sometimes feels that Luo Qi is another Luo Xiao, and feels the warmth he brings to her. She often sees him as Luo Xiao, with the same eyebrows, the same face, and the same love for purple men. Maybe they are the same person.
Personally, An Zhisu thought of the split personality he had seen. Luo Xiao had a dark heart, so he created a healthy and sunny brother Luo Qi. Because he felt that he had done too many things that were sorry for her, he asked this brother to make up for it.
Thinking of this, An Zhisu felt that Luo Qi was also a dangerous person, but Luo Xiao had to sit in a wheelchair forever because of paralysis, while Luo Qi could walk freely.
Luo Qi looked at the changing expressions on An Zhisu's face and rubbed her hair lovingly. This woman was sometimes indifferent and could never clearly see what she was thinking, and sometimes it was too easy to show the changes in her heart on her face.