Before Lin Xin'er could look back, someone had already put her on her back, grabbed her with both hands, and took her behind the wall that deviated from the window.

That breath, that feeling, that ...... Lingering memories swept over.

Lin Xin'er leaned stiffly in front of the man, I don't know if she forgot to think, or because she was dignified when she thought about it, she didn't think about it, her mind was blank, but it was the most relaxed.

For a long time, the blankness in my mind gradually receded, and I was dyed again with various complicated colors.

Lin Xin'er slowly raised her hand, put it on the big hands that were a little rough, and gently took those hands away from her body.

"Whew-"

The person behind him suddenly made a painful sound.

Lin Xin'er, who had just let go of her big hands, hurriedly turned around, only to see Ximen Jingxuan bent slightly, covering her abdomen with her hands.

Due to the speed of turning around a little violently, Lin Xin'er's forehead was touching Ximen Jingxuan's hanging head, and the two ends hit each other heavily, clinging tightly, and did not separate for a while.

"You...... What do you think? Lin Xin'er only felt that her voice was a little jerky, and said with difficulty.

She remembered that Ximen Jingxuan had just been stabbed heavily, and he was not in the mansion to recuperate, so he found Yunxiao Yuan so quickly.

Ximen Jingxuan didn't answer, the room was very dark, and he couldn't see his injuries clearly, Lin Xin'er was a little anxious.

Suddenly, Ximen Jingxuan raised his hand covering his abdomen and grabbed the back of Lin Xin'er's head, making her forehead more tightly against herself.

"Xin'er......" Ximen Jingxuan muttered, rubbing back and forth against Lin Xin'er's forehead.

Following the strength of Ximen Jingxuan, Lin Xin'er's head followed up, and he also took the opportunity to replace his forehead with his lips, kissed from Lin Xin'er's forehead, crossed the bridge of his nose, and fell to the red lips.

Lin Xin'er wanted to avoid it, but Ximen Jingxuan's hand held her tightly, forcing her to meet his wishes, melting her little by little.

The lips finally touched, and the two of them were in different moods.

A passionate desire to have, a ...... Still stiff and overwhelmed.

Feeling that Lin Xin'er's stiffness was difficult to dissipate, Ximen Jingxuan's lips let go of her, staggered a distance, and stared at those eyes, the hidden dodging meaning in his eyes did not escape his eyes.

"Why do you want to hide? You obviously care about me, why don't you let yourself follow your heart? Huangfu Yan Chong has already entrusted you to me, why do you refuse to accept it? ”

Ximen Jingxuan made his series of questions as soft as possible, for fear of making an ignorant child cry, so he was doubly careful.

"I can't get over the hurdle in my heart." Lin Xin'er lowered her head, not daring to look at Ximen Jingxuan's eyes, she was afraid that she would fall into it.

Or, she never really pulled it out and just didn't want to admit it.

"What's the hurdle? Yueyao Xingyao's hatred? Ximen Jingxuan pressed Lin Xin'er's shoulders tightly, "You say something fair, just because I stood in the position of King Xuan and was used by others to harm your sisters, should I hand over my feelings to bear this responsibility?" Who can take this responsibility for the loss of a loved one with me? Well? ”

Never, doing everything, Ximen Jingxuan never disdains to ask for justice, he firmly believes that justice is in the hearts of the people, and there is heavenly reason, but this time, he really wants to ask for an explanation for himself, he can tolerate the suspicion of others, but he can't tolerate Lin Xin'er's refusal to face his feelings.

Obviously she still cares about him, why should she deceive herself? Obviously, she knows everything in her heart, why should she draw a hurdle for herself that shouldn't exist at all?

If Xingyao Yueyao had a spirit in the sky, he should also say something for him, obviously he is also a person who will be killed at any time, he is the same kind as them, and his life may not be as miserable as when they died.

"Jing Xuan." Lin Xin'er raised her head and looked at Ximen Jingxuan, there was a sad face hidden in the darkness.

But she didn't know how to answer Ximen Jingxuan's question, how sad would she be if she was used by someone else to hurt him?

"You don't have to answer me." Ximen Jingxuan hugged Lin Xin'er in his arms again.

Lin Xin'er didn't refuse, she seemed to hear a long sigh from the bottom of Ximen Jingxuan's heart.

Standing in the position of King Xuan, he is not only regarded as a thorn in his side, but it is also so difficult to get a love. Mother's love is a luxury he has never had, and her love is so stingy and closed, it's really none of his business, she is really unfair to him.

Leaning on Ximen Jingxuan's arms, following what she thought, Lin Xin'er couldn't help but stretch out her hands and hugged his waist, just like holding him before, he was the warmth she found.

The two hugged quietly for a long time......

Lin Xin'er suddenly felt that her body was a little wet, realized something, and wanted to push open Ximen Jingxuan to check.

"Don't move, let me hold it for a while." Ximen Jingxuan said, unwilling to let go of Lin Xin'er.

A handful of rugged bones is all he has, which is different from the Xin'er he hugged before, he didn't see it for a few days, and after going through a poisonous doctor, only a hand full of bones remained, hugging it in his palm, which made him feel distressed.

"No, let me see!" Lin Xin'er said in a deep voice resolutely, and broke free with all her might, but where could she screw Ximen Jingxuan's strength, Ximen Jingxuan hugged her tightly, and she didn't even loosen a gap.

"If you don't let go, I won't let you hold it again." Lin Xin'er threatened.

"Heh......" Ximen Jingxuan smiled, a rare comfort, which means that Xin'er accepted him again?

Ximen Jingxuan was "threatened" and let go of Lin Xin'er.

Lin Xin'er touched the wet place, sticky, sure enough, it was blood!

"Is the wound open?" Lin Xin'er's heart tightened, and she leaned over to check Ximen Jingxuan's abdomen, which was already red.

His clothes were soaked with blood, how much blood did he shed?

"Follow me!" Lin Xin'er couldn't help but pull Ximen Jingxuan towards the bed.

In order not to attract the attention of people outside, I didn't dare to light a candle, so I could only grope in the dim light.

"It's okay, you can sit here safely, it's no big deal, don't look at it, just deal with it again when I go back." Ximen Jingxuan sat on the edge of the bed and took Lin Xin'er's hand, "It's you who left blood stains here and need to be cleaned up." ”

Seeing that Ximen Jingxuan's breath was smooth, Lin Xin'er relieved her mind a little, there was indeed nothing to deal with wounds here, and there was nothing she could do.

"I can be coaxed, and my legs are full of cuts." Lin Xin'er said.

Even if it was her own blood, she could hide it from the people of Yunxiao Yuan, not to mention that Qingrou had also seen her legs.

"You've suffered." Ximen Jingxuan's hand tightened.

Lin Xin'er took Ximen Jingxuan's hand with her backhand, her ten fingers had not yet recovered, and it was mottled to the touch, and her nails were still embedded in the flesh, and no new ones had grown.

The two were speechless for a while, only the two hands were crossed and clasped together, their eyes were affectionately facing each other, and the thick affection was condensed in their eyes, and silence was better than sound.