Yanxi carefully took apart Zixuan's gauze and deliberately asked Luo Qing to stand aside to let her see clearly Zixuan's feelings for her. He didn't know the grudges between them, but he knew Zixuan's character.
, was hurt like this by Luo Qing, but he protected her wholeheartedly.
"Shirt!" The gentle Yanxi couldn't help but swore, and as expected, two ribs were broken. Damn Jue Mo, what kind of hunting dog is there? It's full. It's better now, the ribs are broken, and the chest is full.
There were gunshot wounds and bruises on his back, but Zixuan just let him do what he wanted without saying a word.
"Why..." Luo Qing just started to speak, tears slipped down again. She scolded him like this, shouldn't he be angry? Why did he drag his injured body over to protect her?
"It's just instinct." Zixuan's voice was very soft, as if speaking louder would exhaust his strength. His forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat. He bet that Yanxi must have deliberately let Luo Qing here.
Looking at his scarred body.
However, he felt sorry for Luo Qing's eyes which were red from crying.
"I'll give you a simple bandage first, and then I'll check in detail whether there's any internal bleeding." Yanxi glanced at Luo Qing, "I don't know what grudges there are between you, but his injuries are all thanks to you, even if
If you want to blame him, please wait until he recovers from his injuries."
Luo Qing bit her lip and cried in frustration. She really didn't know that things would develop like this. She just felt sorry for Yi'an and was angry at Zixuan's deception. She didn't know why she was so angry.
"Yanxi." Zixuan frowned and breathed a little, "I'm fine."
"Don't move around these days, just lie down. Your injury is a bit troublesome and it won't be easy to heal." Yanxi hesitated and glanced at Luo Qing. He wanted to say a few more words, but when Zixuan's gaze touched her, he suddenly
He swallowed what he wanted to say and left the room.
Zixuan looked at Luo Qing and smiled, "Can you listen to my explanation now?"
"I'm sorry." Luo Qing said softly. It was all because of her that he was so seriously injured. She only cared about her own anger and impulsiveness and didn't think about anything else at all.
"I really don't know that Mo would handle it this way, but he must have his reasons." Zixuan explained softly. He spoke very slowly, as if he would feel a burst of pain without saying a word, but he still defended Jue.
Mo, he knew Jue Mo’s personality and would not do this for no reason.
"I'm very angry because of your deception. I don't know why I'm so angry." Luo Qing's expression was very depressed, as if she was blaming herself for her impulsiveness, and she seemed to be struggling with her inexplicable emotions. "
sorry."
Zixuan put on a beautiful smile because of her apology. Her anger was because she cared, and her sadness was because of loss. Therefore, he could think that she was no longer as indifferent to him as she was at the beginning.
"Can you come closer?" Zixuan coughed a few times, clutching his chest, with pain on his face. Luo Qing immediately approached him, grabbed his hand, and nervously asked him how he was.
There was a sigh in his heart. His little white rabbit was still so soft-hearted. She had accused him so harshly just now, but now she couldn't help but worry about him.
"Luo Qing, I won't lie to you. I will definitely do what I promised you." Zixuan's voice became softer and softer, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. He insisted on finishing his words, "I promise
If you don’t touch him, I will do it.”
"I know, I know, stop talking, I believe you." Luo Qing anxiously asked him to stop talking. She really believed in him. She believed he would not lie to her. She didn't want to see him in such pain.
She likes to see him look cool and calm, and doesn't want to see him look weak and tired.
"Promise me that you will never leave me." Zixuan closed his eyes slightly in a daze, but still insisted on Luo Qing's promise.
Salty tears ran down her cheeks. Luo Qing sobbed and nodded, "I promise you, you will have a good rest and recover from your injuries. If I don't leave, I won't leave."
Is this considered her promise?
Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief. When she accused him like that just now, he thought he was going to lose her again. The pain now seemed to be less than one ten thousandth of what it was then. He didn't want to bear that kind of pain again.
Luo Qing sat on the edge of Zixuan's bed, staring blankly at his sleeping form.
She couldn't explain what she felt in her heart. This domineering and indifferent man put down his pride and treated her gently time and time again. She was not a fool, she felt his deep affection. In time, she told herself more than once that she was Yi'an's girlfriend.
But he still couldn't help but feel heart palpitations.
When she woke up, the only person who smiled at her was Yi'an, so she subconsciously believed and relied on him. During those few days on the island, she was very comfortable and happy, but this comfort seemed to be in an illusory world.
Just like here, it fleets and disappears, unable to be captured.
She actually knew that Yi'an was not an ordinary person. Occasionally she would see a cold and evil smile on his face when she passed by his study, but she believed that he would not hurt her, so she deceived herself again and again and believed in Yi'an.
Everything he told her.
She thought she was content with the status quo and could live peacefully on the island. Until she saw Zixuan, she knew that her peace might be over. The deep affection hidden in those indifferent eyes made her flustered, and she began to doubt
Is Yi'an lying to her?
He is very domineering, very willful, but very gentle, and his embrace is very warm and safe. Since she lost her memory, she has always carried a sense of uneasiness and caution, a person whose mind is blank, as if she is floating in the sea and cannot be found.
It was like drifting to the shore. And he actually made her have the urge to get closer.
"Luo Qing..." Zixuan murmured, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain.
Reaching out her hand and smoothing his eyebrows, Luo Qing sighed. I'm afraid she couldn't escape. He had carefully crafted the web for her, and she couldn't extricate herself from it. Even if she knew she might be doomed, she didn't care, because