35. The King of Darkness
"Okay, okay, why have you been so sentimental lately?" Xia Yuwei's words made Li Xiaoyou burst into tears and laughed, "What's so sentimental, it's just that I think you're too good to me." ”
"It's good to know, so why don't you make me more delicious food?" Xia Yuwei replied with a smile.
"Okay, got it, little glutton." Li Xiaoyou also replied with a smile, her heart was warm, she knew that Xia Yuwei's friendship for her would not be repaid in her life, and she would definitely be doubly good to her in the future. After a pause, he said, "Weiwei, it's not early, you go and rest, I'm here to guard him." ”
"Can you do it alone?" Xia Yuwei asked with some concern, "Otherwise, I'll go rest first, and I'll replace you when it's over." ”
"Okay, can you hurry up?"
When Xia Yuwei went out, Li Xiaoyou calmed down, moved a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, and observed the night. Because the wound was on his back, he could only lie on his stomach on the bed, his face was on the side of Li Xiaoyou, and his face was slightly deformed due to the squeezing effect, but even this did not affect his extraordinary image at all. Although he has a star face, it is difficult to find the traces of that "cream boy" from his face, maybe it is the coldness on his face that covers this feeling, the eyebrows are tightly wrinkled, maybe it is the knee-jerk action caused by the pain of the wound, the slightly long bangs in front of his forehead cover one eye, casting a shadow on his face, and the corners of his cold and hard mouth are tightly pursed, making people feel that he is the king of darkness, with a trace of coldness all over his body.
The King of Darkness? Thinking of this, Li Xiaoyou couldn't help but shudder, which reminded her of the situation when they first met. He has terrible wounds on his back, there are enemies, doesn't that mean......
Li Xiaoyou was a little afraid to think about it, no wonder he said that there would be something wrong with him. Just when Li Xiaoyou was thinking about it alone, Ye Weichen on the bed made a slight murmuring sound, and his breathing became short. Li Xiaoyou hurriedly grabbed his moving hand, but he didn't want a burst of hot to come.
"Ah, how can it be so hot?" Li Xiaoyou exclaimed in a low voice, "No, I really have a high fever!" ”
Li Xiaoyou was busy putting cold water towels and wiping him with medical alcohol, and he was busy for a while, and the temperature finally dropped thankfully. Li Xiaoyou sat on the chair to rest tiredly, and fell asleep all of a sudden when she didn't want to.
……
"Xiao You, Xiao You, wake up!" Xia Yuwei shook her while calling her name.
"Don't make any noise, let me sleep again!" Li Xiaoyou muttered quietly while pushing Xia Yuwei's hand away with her hand.
"Xiaoyou, you can still sleep, no one is gone." Xia Yuwei said anxiously.
"Huh?" As soon as Li Xiaoyou heard that the person was gone, a spirit woke up. At first glance, it was true, the bed was empty, and there was still a figure of Ye Weichen.
She rubbed her eyes vigorously, looked in Xia Yuwei's direction and asked, "Weiwei, I'm not dreaming, right?" ”
Xia Yuwei replied with some amusement: "I thought I was dreaming, but don't you see that there is still bloody gauze here?" ”
"Oh, this person is really not interesting, and he won't say hello when he leaves!" As she spoke, she stood up, and the thin quilt on her body slid to the ground as she got up, "Oh, who covered this for me?" Is that you, Vivi? ”