Zhuo Yimo still went to a luxury apartment with his arms, turned on all the lights, and still couldn't accept such lights for a while, closed his eyes and drilled into Zhuo Yimo's arms.

Zhuo Yimo was distressed and carefully put it on the sofa, ready to get her medicine box.

Still feeling that Zhuo Yimo was going to abandon her, he hurriedly hugged his neck and looked at him with tears in his eyes. "Don't forsake me, I'm afraid."

With tears on his face, plus the redness and swelling on his face, and Zhuo Yiyang's coat on his body, he still looked very pitiful, Zhuo Yimo was very distressed. "Well, I'm just going to take the medicine box and hot water, otherwise the wound will become infected."

Still hugged him tightly, afraid that he would go, and shook his head to prevent him from going. Zhuo Yimo's eyes became darker and darker, his expression was very indifferent, and he still knew the precursor of Zhuo Yimo's anger. Every time he was still unreasonable before, Zhuo Yimo would have such an expression, and then he would still be obedient, and this time, it was no exception. Still scared, he slowly let go of Zhuo Yimo and shrank into the corner of the sofa to look at him.

"Yes, I won't go, good." After a while, Zhuo Yimo put the hot water and medicine box in front of him, and gently removed the coat that was still there. But when I saw the clothes that were still broken under the coat, they were actually not clothes, because except for the pants with a little bit of clothes, it was still obviously **, and then I saw the friction scars on my body. Zhuo Yimo's eyes were cold and even colder, if it was those two men in front of him, he would have killed thousands of times with his eyes. Still looking at Zhuo Yimo like this, it was even more terrifying, and he couldn't help but want to escape.

Zhuo Yimo suddenly grabbed her Rouyi and pulled her into his arms, silently wiping the dust on his body with a handkerchief, without saying a word the whole time, his whole face was tense and blue. Still not daring to speak, she shrank into his arms again. Zhuo Yimo realized the fear in his eyes at this time, and his face softened in an instant. "Ranran, bear with it, it won't hurt anymore."

The only ** thing left is still, obviously still in fright, and the two little hands are tightly grasping Zhuo Yimo's clothes, as if they are grabbing life-saving grass. Zhuo Yimo carefully wiped off the dust on his body with a towel, as if this was an extremely precious treasure, and he was afraid that something would go wrong. Still looking at Zhuo Yimo closely, he was afraid that he would miss every second of his expression, does he still love himself?

Finally finished taking the medicine, Zhuo Yimo also found a dress for still to put on, obviously this dress is relatively large, wearing it on her, it still looks petite, Zhuo Yimo's eyes are also full of distress. Even he didn't know, he obviously didn't care, why couldn't he help but help her every time he saw her like this, and even if something happened to her, he had no way to think with ordinary people's thinking, the more Zhuo Yimo thought about it, the more he felt a headache, closed his eyes and sorted out his feelings, is this his own sin?

Still didn't know what Zhuo Yimo was thinking at all, watching Zhuo Yimo's expression go through it like a horse, and finally sat down next to him uncomfortably. Still carefully holding Zhuo Yimo's clothes, the voice was soft, like a feather falling on his heart, soft and itchy.

"Yimo, are you uncomfortable? Why don't you go and rest? ”

Zhuo Yimo opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were complicated, even questions, resentment, distress, love, and finally it was like a cool moon at night, and at the end of spring, there were also shivers on his body. Still couldn't understand it, but the last look understood, he didn't like himself, and still slowly let go of his little hand, lowered his head, and his eyes were full of tears.

"I'm sorry, I'll leave right away."

Just about to get up, Zhuo Yimo didn't care about the injuries on his body, and dragged her into his arms, his face was very ugly, and he shouted: "Xu Yi, ** give me a stop for a while." ”

Still looking at him with red eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, but the more he forgot his reaction. Zhuo Yimo frowned, stretched out his slender and beautiful hand to still wipe away the tears on his face, and said with hatred: "What, you won't be happy to scold you?" Didn't you use to be quite noisy? Didn't you still yell at the school gate to break up with me, why can't you stand this grievance? ”

Although the seemingly plain words, I still only felt very painful in my heart, yes, I was arguing at the school gate to break up with Zhuo Yimo, and even smashed the blue enchantress that Zhuo Yimo had just bought for himself directly on him, and then swaggered away and never looked back. At that time, Zhuo Yimo was the school's hand-held school grass, and girls and boys were more respected, but he was still thrown in the face. But after that day, it still didn't appear, and even that turn was the final goodbye, unconscious.

Still stretched out his hand to attach Zhuo Yimo's heart, and asked, "Here, does it hurt?" ”

Zhuo Yimo's eyes were cold, and his tone was full of self-deprecation: "It hurts? Numb, didn't feel anything. ”

After speaking, Zhuo Yimo didn't want to say more, so he picked her up and went into his room, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt. "I'll go take a bath, you sleep first, and I'll accompany you later."

watched Zhuo Yimo enter the bathroom, and then the sound of water splashing, his eyelids were still very heavy, and he slowly fell asleep, but he felt a trace of coolness on his lips halfway, and seemed to hold himself in his arms.

Actually, I like this chapter very much, because Zhuo Yimo's roar is so handsome, no matter how much Night Star treats her that year, this feeling still exists, just