Zhou Zhilan gently stroked the monk's chest, slowly bent down, and gently pressed her face against the monk's cheek, that warmth, that kind of cordiality, that kind of intimate action, that feeling......

Feeling Zhou Zhilan's gentle little hands, that soft face, such an intimate gesture, that breath, that breath...... Originally, the monk should feel warm and happy, but when he thinks of his current situation...... The feeling of warmth and happiness in the monk's heart was gone in a blink of an eye, replaced by melancholy, loss, and sadness, and he slowly raised his right hand and gently pushed away Zhou Zhilan's head on his cheek.

The monk likes Zhou Zhilan, the monk loves Zhou Zhilan, and the monk can give everything for Zhou Zhilan, including life; the monk knows that Zhou Zhilan likes Zhang Yadong, and the monk knows the relationship between Zhang Yadong and Zhou Zhilan......

Although the monk now knows that Zhang Yadong only has Wen Jing in his heart, although the monk knows that Zhou Zhilan and Zhang Yadong will never have any relationship, but thinking of his current situation, thinking that he has lost an arm, and thinking that he has become a waste......

Maybe in the monk's heart, Zhou Zhilan is just sympathizing with herself, pitying herself, and just wanting to repay herself, so the monk doesn't need that kind of pity, and he doesn't need that kind of feeling.

"Zhilan, that ......" The monk looked embarrassed and embarrassed, and gently pushed away Zhou Zhilan's head that was sticking to his cheek, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"You don't like me," maybe because of Zhang Yadong, or maybe because he was completely moved by the monk, Zhou Zhilan looked at the monk with teary eyes, and asked very bluntly, "You don't love me, you don't want me to be close to you,"

"No, no," Hearing Zhou Zhilan ask so bluntly, the monk looked even more embarrassed and nervous, and after pondering for a while, he said slowly: "Zhilan, I like you, but that kind of liking is different from this kind of liking, I ...... I'm just like Dongzi, I treat you like a sister,"

"Sister, sister again," Hearing the monk say this, Zhou Zhilan showed an angry expression on her face, and the tears in her eyes rolled out again, "Why is it sister again, why do you not love me but you have to fight to protect me, just a sister, just a sister who has nothing to do with and knows each other, can you pay an arm, even your life to protect her, do you think it's worth it?"

"Yes, I think it's worth it," the monk nodded heavily, the monk's face was affirmed, just the painful taste in his heart, just the tears in his eyes...... "Zhilan, for you, I can sacrifice everything, for a brother like Dongzi, I can also sacrifice everything, I think it's worth it; Zhilan, you are a good girl, you should have a better life, I, Dongzi...... We can't give you the kind of life and happiness you want......"

"Don't say it," Zhou Zhilan shook her head weakly, Zhou Zhilan's heart was extremely painful, Zhou Zhilan knew that the monk was good, Zhou Zhilan almost completely transferred her feelings from Zhang Yadong's body to the monk's body, but the result was ......

The monk didn't speak again, just tilted his head to the side, but the tears in his eyes rolled out, soaking the pillow towel; the monk felt that he had lost an arm and had become a waste, and the monk felt that Zhou Zhilan took the initiative to approach him, maybe not because he liked himself, but sympathized with himself, but wanted to repay his kindness, but "save him with his life, promise with his body", so the monk would not accept it, and of course the monk did not want to affect Zhou Zhilan.

Zhou Zhilan didn't speak, Zhou Zhilan knew that the monk liked herself and knew that the monk loved herself, but Zhou Zhilan misunderstood the monk's meaning, because of her affair with Zhang Yadong, because Zhang Yadong and the monk were brothers, because she had given her body to Zhang Yadong, because the monk disliked herself, because the monk would never accept a woman who had a relationship with her brother.

"Monk, I'm sorry," Zhou Zhilan calmed down after a long time, "I don't mean anything else, I will treat you as a brother, I will take care of you until ......" Zhou Zhilan's words buried her head without saying anything, and tears rolled out again, because Zhou Zhilan secretly made a decision in her heart, that is, to take care of the monk's injuries first, and then leave after the monk's injuries are healed, leave the monk, leave Zhang Yadong, leave this sad place, and leave these two men who made her miserable.

"It's okay, it's okay," the monk was in extreme pain, but he still tried his best to control his emotions and slowly turned his head, "Zhilan, don't say I'm sorry, you're my sister, everything I do is worth it, besides, don't I need your care now,"

"Well," Zhou Zhilan nodded heavily, squeezing out a happy smile on her face, but more bitterness, sadness, and pain.

Zhou Zhilan continued to take care of the monk until the monk fell asleep, until the bedroom door was pushed open, until Wen Jing slowly walked into the bedroom.

"Sister Jingjing......" Looking at Wen Jing who appeared at the door, Zhou Zhilan slowly stood up, raised her little hand and wiped the tears on her face, "Brother Zhang, he ......"

"He's gone," in fact, Wen Jing looked even more embarrassed and nervous, stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Zhilan's little hand, pulled the other party out of the bedroom, and then hugged Zhou Zhilan with open arms, "Zhilan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm not the one who wants to rob you, but I ......"

The meaning of Wen Jing's words is very clear, because she knows that she has heard everything that happened to Zhang Yadong just now, because she knows that Zhou Zhilan likes Zhang Yadong, and she also knows that Zhang Yadong and Zhou Zhilan have had a relationship, Wen Jing once thought about giving Zhang Yadong to Zhou Zhilan, but now she can't do it, but she can no longer leave Zhang Yadong.

"Sister Jingjing, you misunderstood, I'm fine, I'm ...... I've always treated Brother Zhang as an elder brother, and nothing happened to us that night......" Zhou Zhilan wanted to lie, but she was so nervous, but she was so weak-hearted, "Even if it is...... Even if there is, it will be harmed, I am drunk, Brother Zhang, he was drugged, we don't know anything, we don't know......"

"Zhilan, don't say it, I know you like Zhang Yadong," Wen Jing interrupted Zhou Zhilan's words.

"I didn't," Zhou Zhilan shouted affirmatively, her face full of seriousness.

"Zhilan, you ......" Wen Jing was anxious, Wen Jing didn't know why Zhou Zhilan was angry, why didn't she admit it, "What's wrong with you, are you angry?"

"Sister Jingjing, I'm not angry, Brother Zhang is yours, it was, it is, it will be in the future," Zhou Zhilan still had a serious face, and her tone was unusually firm, "Yes, I admit that I liked Brother Zhang, but that was only before, and now I don't like him anymore, because the monk has appeared, because the person I like now is a monk, I love a monk, I want to be with a monk, but I ......" It's just that the monk dislikes himself, it's just that the monk doesn't love himself anymore, he doesn't want himself anymore...... The tears in Zhou Zhilan's eyes rolled out again.

"Zhilan, you ......" Wen Jing almost couldn't believe her ears, she couldn't believe that Zhou Zhilan was actually in love with a monk now, "What do you mean...... It's that you like monks,"

"Yes," Zhou Zhilan wiped the tears from her face heavily and nodded heavily.

"It's because he saved your life, it's because he gave you an arm,"

"Yes," Zhou Zhilan nodded heavily again.

"Then you are just sympathizing with the monk, just wanting to repay the monk, not really loving the monk,"

"No, of course not," hearing Wen Jing say this, Zhou Zhilan immediately became anxious, and shook her head heavily, "I love the monk because he is good, I love the monk because he is good to me, because he loves me and loves me, I love the monk, not because she lost an arm for me, but because I love him, I want to take care of him for a lifetime, and I want him to take care of me, love me, love me for a lifetime, I am sincere, from the heart,"

"Zhilan, everything you said is true, you are not sympathizing with the monk, you are not trying to repay the monk, you are really in love with the monk," Wen Jing looked anxious, of course Wen Jing hoped that Zhou Zhilan could like the monk from the bottom of her heart, not sympathize with the monk, not want to repay the monk's life-saving grace, if that is the case...... Maybe for Wen Jing and Zhang Yadong, it will be the best result, at least the current Zhang Yadong doesn't dare to face Zhou Zhilan, at least Zhang Yadong didn't see the monk just now, and left in a hurry without seeing Zhou Zhilan.

"Sister Jingjing, I'm sincere, I'm not sympathizing with the monk, I'm not repaying the monk's life-saving grace, I really want to be with the monk, it's just ......"

"It's just ......" Hearing Zhou Zhilan say this, the tears in Zhou Zhilan's eyes rolled out again, and Wen Jing became even more anxious, "It's just what, Zhilan, you tell me, just what, don't cry, you tell me something,"

"It's just that the monk dislikes me, but the monk doesn't want me anymore, because ...... for my body is no longer pure, because I ...... In short, the monk will never accept me again, woo woo......" Zhou Zhilan cried, maybe she was really sad and wronged......

Wen Jing didn't speak, but stepped forward and hugged Zhou Zhilan's body tightly, Wen Jing knew the meaning of Zhou Zhilan's words, and believed what Zhou Zhilan said, because she also misunderstood the monk, because she felt that men were also selfish, especially in terms of feelings, because she felt that a man could not accept a woman who had been possessed by his brother.

"Sister Jingjing, what should I do, I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave Brother Zhang, I don't want to leave the monk, but I'm ...... now Woohoo......"

Zhou Zhilan cried sadly, Wen Jing still didn't speak, and couldn't even think of a word of comfort, so she could only hug Zhou Zhilan tightly, and could only temporarily, temporarily give Zhou Zhilan a shoulder to rely on, a hug to cry on.

If the monkey's plan did not succeed that night, Zhang Yadong and Zhou Zhilan were innocent; if the monk had not lost his arm, the monk would not have an inferiority complex; if Zhou Zhilan had met the monk for the first time, not Zhang Yadong; if there had been no misunderstanding between Zhou Zhilan and the monk, if ......

Love, misunderstanding, if ...... Too much too much if...... Maybe this is providence to make people,