"I'm tired, you have to stay by my side!" Feng Hao's tone was cold and strong, and he could not refuse.
Xia Yucheng looked at him feebly, her eyes were unfocused, her face was pale and bloodless, the skin on her body was blue and purple, especially on her shoulders, which was faintly oozing with blood.
She was in pain, no part of her body was in pain.
But the physical pain is nothing compared to the pain in my heart!
"Don't be like this, okay?" Xia Yucheng raised her eyes slightly and touched his injured left hand. The blood on it had solidified. She felt a little distressed. She looked at his blood-stained hand and asked sadly, "Feng
Hao! Are you happy by torturing me and yourself like this?"
Happy?
Feng Hao slowly raised his head, looking up from Xia Yucheng's green and purple body, and finally stopped at her sad, despairing, bloodless face.
If he can still be happy at this time, he is really crazy!
"Xia Yucheng, if you dare to speak any more, I will kill you!" Feng Hao growled in frustration, quickly pulled away from her body and rushed into the bathroom, where the sound of running water came from inside.
Xia Yucheng curled up in pain and looked out the dark window with a blank look on her face. Listening to the sound of waves crashing in her ears, she felt a dull pain in her heart...
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After taking a bath, Feng Hao took out gauze from the medicine box and wrapped it around the wound on his left hand. While wrapping the gauze, he looked at the gloomy-looking man in the mirror.
He has always been cold-hearted, and heartache and melancholy have almost nothing to do with him.
However, since Xia Yucheng was by his side, everything changed and he no longer looked like himself.
What on earth was it, what emotion changed him?
This change was so unfamiliar that he was not used to it.
Want to go back to the past?
He frowned, and the gauze was tightly knotted in his hand.
After changing his clothes and coming out of the cloakroom, Feng Hao turned his head and glanced at the big white bed. The figure curled up on it had its back to him, motionless.
His heart ached so much that he knew that he had committed a crime. In fact, he couldn't figure out why all his sanity disappeared when everything got involved with her.
Slowly walking over, he sat on the edge of the bed and turned sideways to look at the woman who was about to break his heart.
"My dear..." His thin lips moved, but no sound came out.
She seemed to have been tortured by him, and fell asleep, still motionless. The room was extremely quiet, and she could only hear the sound of the waves in her ears.
At this moment, he really wanted her to turn around and hug him, even if she cried in his arms, even if she hit him in anger, scolded him, blamed him...
He can accept it!
However, listening to her breathing, she was not asleep. She must have hated him so much in her heart.
Slowly, he stretched out his hand to hug her, but he was afraid of being coldly rejected by her, or that she would keep making trouble with him to break up if she got angry. She wouldn't know that he could face everything in the world calmly.
Disputes. The only thing she couldn't face rationally was when she said, break up!
The raised hand dropped down weakly. Feng Hao's thoughts were confused and he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.
After a long time, he stood up and walked out of the room quietly.
In the room, Xia Yucheng, who was lying down, opened her stinging eyes. Under the dim light, crystal tears shone in the corners of her eyes.