"Damn, you're going to be drugged!"

Ling Feng's expression stiffened, and she almost didn't push Xia Luoyi away, she actually used alcohol to stimulate the broken skin injury, as if she was pouring salt on his wound, I really don't know if she was stupid or deliberate.

"I'm sorry, I'm just disinfecting you with alcohol, you bear with me. ”

Charoy's face was full of innocence, and she was so frightened that she explained in a loud voice, and the cotton swab stained in alcohol also fell, and even the medicine box was not almost knocked over by him.

"Stupid woman, you'd better give me some care!"

Ling Feng hooked his lips angrily and helplessly, he really regretted letting Xia Luoyi drug him, since he still had revenge, he thought that she would care about the injuries he suffered because of her, it seemed that he was wrong again.

"I will......"

Charoyi hung her head and didn't dare to look at his face, but she responded in a low voice with tears in her eyes, picked up the cotton swab again with her hand, and carefully drugged him.

I really don't understand why this person is so hypocritical, isn't it just that he has suffered a little skin trauma so that he is like this, does it hurt and hurt her, this yin and yang weird lord is really difficult to serve.

For a long time, she endured a breath for Ling Feng, and after the injuries on her face were dealt with, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, saying that this job was really not easy, because it was very difficult to get along with this unpredictable person.

"Okay......"

"Well, that's pretty much it, good, don't move......"

Who knows, when Xia Luoyi packed up her things and was about to get up, she was pulled into Ling Feng's arms, she was flattered and stunned, her head was gently buried in his chest and she didn't dare to move, and he just hugged her in an ambiguous posture, or made a satisfactory reward for her performance.

At this time, silence is better than sound, the two of them seem to have their own ghosts, they both quietly close their lips and do not speak, and they don't know what each other thinks in their hearts, anyway, she doesn't need to think about what he thinks of her, because he is nothing but hateful in her heart.

............

At dusk, when the sunset slowly falls, the sea surface seems extraordinarily calm, and the gusts of sea breeze blow the salty smell of seawater, but it can't blow any sadness.

Qiao Ziqian stood by the sea in despair, thinking of the bits and pieces of his and Xia Luoyi's past from childhood to adulthood.

This is the place where he and Charloy once met, and there are so many memories of the two of them, they held hands and walked the waves together, frolicking, laughing and laughing, everything seemed like it was just yesterday.

He tried to silence himself, not wanting to break the beautiful scenes, from the moment they made a private lifelong decision, there had been a full eighteen years of emotion.

But he couldn't understand why so many years of love fell apart overnight, and even was crumpled and crushed, but what clearly belonged to him was taken away.

He tried his best to feel how realistic the world was, and he couldn't find himself, the former mountains and seas swore to turn into clouds and smoke and drift away with the wind, but the vicissitudes of life were people, and finally he was left alone to lick his wounds.

Memories are always cruel, they record everything that happened in the past, and then laugh at your stupidity.

Since then, in order not to think about the woman he loves so much, and to abandon her ruthlessly, he can only anesthetize himself with alcohol, and he doesn't even want to be sober for a moment.