"No..." Xia Zhitong grabbed the emotional Amy, "He... he is not the heir of the Huo family, nor is he my... ex-husband..."
Xia Zhitong lowered her eyes, spoke very softly, and did not look at Huo Chengxi, because when the word "ex-husband" left her lips, she vaguely felt a trace of displeasure flashing in Huo Chengxi's dark eyes.
"Then who is he? A fake?" Amy pointed at Huo Chengxi and asked.
Huo Chengxi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and all the tenderness just now disappeared, and he stared at Amy with falcon's cold eyes!
Xia Zhitong knew that Huo Chengxi didn't like hearing the word "fake" the most, so he quickly protected Amy behind him and explained, "In short, his surname is also Huo, but he is not Mr. Huo as we thought. We made a mistake at the beginning.
That’s all.”
Huo Chengxi snorted displeasedly, but Amy was not afraid of Huo Chengxi and stared at him fiercely.
"Let's go in, it's...not safe outside."
Xia Zhitong glanced at Huo Chengxi and saw from the corner of her eye that his big hand was already covered with blood from the wound, and the cuffs were covered with blood, dripping down drop by drop.
…
At night, it rained silently.
It always rains on autumn nights, and the weather gets colder.
Xia Zhitong frowned and touched Huo Chengxi's back with a trembling hand.
Huo Chengxi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly and his teeth were clenched. Xia Zhitong's hands felt his body tremble, and his delicate little hands hesitated.
Looking at the misty rain outside the window, hitting the windows, and the fine raindrops flowing down the smooth glass, her mood seemed to be more complicated than those chaotic rains.
"When we left last time, your injury was not so serious. Why...?"
Xia Zhitong sat on the edge of the bed, her hands as smooth as silk inserted into his suit, and with a slight tug, a trace of painful forbearance flashed across Huo Chengxi's handsome and resolute face.
"Does it hurt?"
Xia Zhitong's watery eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at the shirt after he took off his suit. It was dyed in large areas of blood red, and some of it had dried up and turned brown. Such a scene made Xia Zhitong take a breath.
Huo Chengxi looked through the window, and Xia Zhitong's tearful eyes were dimly reflected on the transparent glass. His deep pupils shrank for a while, he lowered his eyes and lowered his tone.
"This little injury is nothing!"
He pulled back his suit fiercely and pretended to be fine.
Xia Zhitong grabbed his hand, but she didn't know that it happened to touch the injury on his arm, and because of excessive force, it pulled the injury on her wrist that had not fully healed.
Her hand held his arm firmly. At this moment, he happened to turn his eyes. His deep eyes were like the brightest stars in the black sky, shining with strange and ambiguous emotions.
"You... are about to die on the road, and you are still trying to be brave." Xia Zhitong blinked his eyelashes uncomfortably. Such a look at each other was too calm. In the past, he had always stared closely with a complex and entangled gaze.
Looking at her, it feels like love and hate, which is unpredictable.
At this moment, those overly clean and pure black eyes stared at her dotingly, describing her slender willow-like eyebrows, smoky autumn eyes, red lips biting uneasily, white teeth and charming
The strong color collision on his lips created a fire in his heart...
"How can a man show his most vulnerable side in front of a woman?"
He raised his eyebrows, and his fiery gaze made Xia Zhitong's breathing become more constricted.
She suddenly let go of her hand, trying to escape from his hot breath, that blending breath that was so confusing and so uncomfortable...
His big hands grabbed her body instead, and he could see the physical pain in his eyes, and the high fever was tormenting his mind, but what he saw in front of him, what he loved and thought in his heart, had never been like this.
So clear at night.
Xia Zhitong's lips trembled, and the further she leaned back, the more he pressed her body down, until her little white cotton coat was stained with blood.
"You are annoying! My clothes are all dirty..."
His lips suddenly kissed hers, just like that, just holding...
No further action will be taken.
Xia Zhitong looked at him shyly. The kiss was so light but so strong. His lips were so cold, but his palms were so hot... She was about to melt into the flame of love...
His eyes seemed to be able to speak.
Xia Zhitong also stopped thinking.
She struggled in her heart for a long time, not knowing whether to push him away or continue to let him hold her soft lips domineeringly.
He had hurt her like this before, but she still let him kiss her without any resistance.
Is he destined to have her for the rest of his life?
She looked at him doubtfully, and just like that, she felt the blood flowing rapidly in her body, and every cell was expanding...exploding.
And he closed his eyes, struggling and suffering inside.
After being in a coma for so many days, it was just a nightmare. He dreamed that Xia Zhitong was lying in a pool of blood! His strong willpower suddenly woke him up and he ran all the way from the Huo family to every place where Xia Zhitong might appear. He was so confused that he
Afraid...if I really lose him, will he sleep in a nightmare forever and never wake up?
…
"Knock knock knock——"
Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.
Xia Zhitong woke up suddenly and pushed Huo Chengxi away in panic. Her slender eyelashes cast green shadows like light ink under the light. The rain outside the window moistened the earth and silently moistened the hearts of the two...
"Xiaotong, didn't you just tell me to get some hot water, disinfectant for dressing wounds, cotton balls, gauze and other things? I've prepared them all. If it's inconvenient for you, I'll leave them outside the door.
Already."
Amy shouted outside the door. She heard that Xia Zhitong had not opened the door for a long time, and she could probably guess what might be happening inside.
Although Amy doesn't like Huo Chengxi, Xia Zhitong likes this man. As Xia Zhitong's best friend, since he can't persuade her, he can only help them behind the scenes...
"coming……"
Xia Zhitong quickly stood up, collected himself, and walked to the door of the room.
Open the door——
"Xiaotong, I leave these things to you." Amy handed a basin of hot water and some medicines to Xia Zhitong's hands. Her eyes stayed on Xia Zhitong's slightly bulging abdomen for a while, then she shook her head and took a cup of hot milk.
To Xia Zhitong.
"No, this is milk, you are a pregnant woman!" Amy's eyes fell on Huo Chengxi who was sitting beside the big bed, and she deliberately emphasized her tone, "Some people have hands and feet, and they still need a pregnant woman to take care of them. Such men are selfish and domineering.
, always only care about your own feelings, have you ever thought about others?"
After saying that, Amy closed the door gently and left.
There was silence in the room.
Amy's words made Huo Chengxi think.
There was a hint of loneliness and regret in his eyes, which made his expression seem to be frozen, and his sexy thin lips were pressed tightly, saying nothing.
Xia Zhitong didn't say anything, but carefully took off his blood-stained shirt behind him, and wiped the wounds with a towel, very carefully...
The bright glass window reflected her gentle and delicate eyes, as if she was protecting the most important thing in life.
Huo Chengxi's mood could not calm down for a long time. Those small hands rubbed his solid muscles and pulled the wounds again and again. It hurt, but it was not as painful as the pain in his heart.
"Xia Zhitong, let go!"
He faced the glass window and looked at her beautiful silhouette, his thin lips overflowing with domineering and low commands.
She raised her eyes and stared at the handsome man reflected in the glass window.
"Why do you still wipe my body and treat my wounds? Don't you have any self-respect?"