Just like a piece of paper, it can be torn into pieces easily.
Lu Jingyu felt chills all over his body, and a burst of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He placed his hands on the quilt and pinched his palms tightly.
It hurts, it hurts so much...
She gritted her teeth and held on, Bao Sihan's face flashed in her mind.
Sure enough, when people are most vulnerable and helpless, the first thing they think of is the person they love the most.
Lu Jingyu closed her eyes tightly and kept recalling Bao Sihan's every move, hoping to divert her attention and feel less pain.
"Shocking words."
Suddenly, a call interrupted her thoughts.
In the quiet night, this call seemed to have no warmth.
Lu Jingyu's fingers trembled as she pinched her palm, and she felt a little dizzy from the pain.
Are you experiencing auditory hallucinations because of too much pain?
Lu Jingyu didn't open his eyes, still resisting the pain in his body, but his heart felt like a disturbed lake.
"Jingyu, what's wrong with you?"
She heard it again, and the voice seemed to belong to Bao Sihan.
Lu Jingyu's heart was completely confused.
However, the pain was tugging at her brain again, trying to control her and devour her.
Is it really him?
Lu Jingyu felt a force for no reason. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw a figure beside the bed.
She slowly moved her gaze upwards, when she saw the other person's face.
Lu Jingyu's expression froze, and then he lost control. Two lines of tears welled up in his eyes, and the pillows were wet with tears.
The helplessness in her eyes was completely exposed at this moment, as well as the unspeakable grievances.
Bao Sihan was obviously panicked. He quickly squatted down and asked restrainedly, "Is the wound open?"
When he got closer, he discovered that Lu Jingyu's forehead was sweating heavily and his face looked very bad.
He stretched out his hand to help the person up carefully, and looked at Lu Jingyu who was sitting up, his eyes filled with distress.
"Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Then, Bao Sihan gently stroked the tears off her face.
Lu Jingyu opened his clenched palms, stopped crying, and stared at the worried man in front of him.
The pain has not subsided by half, but my heart feels less uncomfortable.
"I'm fine." Lu Jingyu looked pale and comforted him.
Seeing her like this, Bao Sihan's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but raise his chin and move closer.
With a touch of warmth at the corner of his mouth, he placed a gentle kiss on Lu Jingyu's forehead and spoke in a lowered voice.
"If possible, I would rather bear all this for you."
Surprise flashed across Lu Jingyu's face.
The turbulent waves caused by that kiss were instantly calmed by his words.
She found it difficult to sit, so she leaned into Bao Sihan's arms, greedily comforting herself with the fragrance of the person's body, and said, "I'm fine, it's better than you being injured."
She, a person with sound limbs, was injured like this by that knife!
If Bao Sihan really suffered that blow, it would be useless to look for her, and he would never stand up again in this life.
The two of them were close to each other. Bao Sihan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, hugged her tighter, and explained: "Your health is not good to begin with. Don't catch a cold."
Lu Jingyu silently acquiesced, hearing the sound of his heartbeat and breathing in her ears. She felt particularly reassured, and the tip of her nose was filled with the delicious fragrance of the man.
Time gradually passed and I couldn't tell what time it was.
The pain in Lu Jingyu's arm gradually eased. Listening to the soothing breathing, sleepiness returned and she fell into a deep sleep in his arms.