Li Juefeng was startled for a moment, and then Gu Xiaoai took off his clothes with a swift movement, revealing his scarred back...
His back was displayed in front of her like this, with blurry blood and the smell of potion...
Gu Xiaoai walked aside and turned on the light, making the room brighter.
Li Juefeng sat by the bed, his stern face a little stiff, and his clothes were held in Gu Xiaoai's arms. At this time, no matter how much he tried to cover up, it was useless.
Gu Xiaoai stood sideways and stared blankly at his back. The clear blood, old and new injuries, was dark or light in color, one after another, shocking.
The clothes fell from her hands and fell to the ground. Gu Xiaoai covered her mouth with her hands, afraid that she would scream.
She couldn't accept...there were so many injuries on his body.
She had never seen these injuries on his back four years ago, so these injuries... were all sustained in the past four years.
Whip wounds, stick wounds... there may be more punishments that she doesn't know about.
Gu Xiaoai covered her lips tightly, opened her eyes wide, and did not dare to take a step forward or even approach him.
"Don't cry!"
Knowing that she was prone to crying, Li Juefeng warned her.
"That day... I mean, you broke the light in my villa in London." Gu Xiaoai slowly put down her hand and said in retrospect, her voice trembling and unable to form a sentence.
That night, he deliberately broke her lamp and repaired it before leaving.
Because the lamp beside her bed was dim and the light was not strong, it allowed her to ignore the scars on his back...
"..."
Li Juefeng sat beside the bed, his thin lips pursed, his brows deep, acquiescing.
As expected...
Indeed it is.
Gu Xiaoai took two steps back, covering her face with her hands, shaking unbearably, and her head was in chaos.
How much hardship has he endured... She tried her best here and there from Li Juesi and Li Juexi, and thought she knew him well in the past four years, but when she really saw it, the shock... was far beyond
beyond her imagination.
The scars on his back were purple and red, oozing blood...
"Gu Xiaoai!"
Li Juefeng couldn't help but frowned when he saw her completely messed up. His injuries were so scary?!
How could she be so frightened into being so virtuous?!
"You... didn't Luo Ya'er treat your injury? Why are you still bleeding?!" Gu Xiaoai's voice came out with difficulty from her throat, with uncontrollable trembling and panic.
"I just started to treat you and I bumped into you!" Li Juefeng snorted coldly.
She just barged into his bedroom with a dull look on her face, as if she had lost her soul. Then she turned around and ran away. How could he still remember to treat his injuries?!
"Then you go back now!"
Gu Xiaoai said excitedly. As soon as she said the words, she realized that she was pushing Li Juefeng to Luo Yaer again?
…
Li Juefeng glanced at her coldly, then suddenly lay down on the bed again, closed his eyes, thick eyebrows and long eyelashes, perfect outline, "I want to sleep!"
sleep?
The wound on his back hasn't healed yet, why should he sleep?
"Get up and go back quickly!"
Gu Xiaoai stepped forward and grabbed his arm, but Li Juefeng was determined not to leave, lying on the bed without moving an inch. No matter how she grabbed and dragged him, he remained motionless, lying firmly on the bed and fell asleep.
"Li Juefeng! You are injured now, why are you still such a rogue!"
Gu Xiaoai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Li Juefeng deliberately didn't move, but Gu Xiaoai couldn't hold him no matter how hard she tried.