Shen Xichen wet the towel in his hand again, and carefully wiped Yiyi's back inch by inch.

Absent-mindedness has become synonymous with him at the moment.

He didn't know what regret meant, but his heart was hurt by Yi Jing's words in vain, like a needle inserted into it subtly and focusedly, and he could have ignored this insignificant pain, but he had to be persistent, and he wanted to relieve this pain without reluctance.

As a result, this uneasiness is infinitely magnified.

The so-called wiping the body is actually wiping the back, because after wiping here, all other places are blocked from watching by Yiyi......

Helped her get dressed with a half-push and half-push, and then carried her back to the bed.

Yiyi's feet are actually not injured and she can walk freely, but Shen Xichen stubbornly carried her to the hospital bed, as if he had to rely on this excuse to hug her properly.

In fact, he is just a person who can't help himself, and what he really regrets is the insidious and vicious jihua he designed.

What he wanted to say most was that from the first time he saw Yijing, he was doomed to be wiped out.

Carefully placed Yijing on the hospital bed, and Shen Xichen pulled the quilt over to help her cover it.

Because the wound was on the right shoulder, Yi Jing could only lie on her side, and at the moment when Shen Xichen covered her with the quilt, her head involuntarily went to the right side.

Then, the dry lips touched Shen Xichen's thin and cool side face.

Fleeting, and gone.

"I'm sorry," Yi Jie couldn't understand why she acted like this, and frowned slightly, "Shen Xichen, have you ever tried the feeling of your relatives dying in your arms?" ”

Without saying a word, Shen Xichen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yiyi with a surging gaze, his heart surging. He could anticipate what topic Yijing wanted to discuss with him, but at this time he could only listen to Yijing quietly.

He was to act as a listener, an audience to help Yiyi solve problems.

"Xiang Youtian died in my arms like this, he stared, gritted his teeth, and didn't blink his eyes. When I closed his eyes, my hands were full of tears. Yi Jing stared at a potted plant under the window with empty eyes, and her heart was full of bitter taste.

She misses the past very much, in these days in the Shen family, Yijing has not stopped missing for a day. Although Xiang Youtian is not her biological father, although he has not loved Yiyi like a jewel over the years.

However, his efforts for Han's over the years are obvious to all, and he has always taken care of Yi's daily life and diet, and provided her with the things she needs to live and study.

Therefore, she obeyed Xiang Youtian's arrangement and married Cheng Yi, who had only known each other for a week.

"When I entered the operating room, I had a thought, I thought, will I die like this, will I never be able to open my eyes and see this shijie." Yijing sighed, "Even though my shijie is completely dark, I still want to go on, I long to see a ray of light." ”

Yi Jing's water eyes suddenly met Shen Xichen, he was covered with a thin veil of light, and his aura was lofty and heroic. In Yijing's eyes, it is so far away.

But at the same time, he also focused on Shang Yijing's eyes, and it seemed as if he was about to walk into her shijie.

"But I'm glad I came out of that little dark room, and when I opened my eyes, the first person I saw was you."

Thank you very much, I'm yujian for you.

This seems to be the most touching confession in the world, flowing back and forth in Shen Xichen's heart with the freshness of flowing water. At the same time, it is also like a breeze in spring, sweeping away the heat of this summer.

Shen Xichen only felt that when he heard this, his mood was broadened and cheerful, and the depression that had been piling up in his heart was completely empty. If this was Yi's true words, he thought, he should be the luckiest person on this shijie.

Shen Xichen leaned over, and his slender fingers touched Yijing's eyebrows: "Seventeen, you will be fine." ”

I hope that you will be the happiest person on this shijie.

But I'm sorry, but I took away all your happiness.

Do you know that I weishenme will call you seventeen? Because your name is Yijing, the homonym is one seven. Also, your junior high school number was 17.

I want to be the only one to call you seventeen.

Yiyi frowned and closed her eyes, feeling her heart ache without warning.

If she is not already a wife. If he is not the president of the Shen family.

Yes, the story will be easier to develop.

"I'm tired." Yiyi didn't want to say anything, she felt like she had tied a knot in her heart, it was obviously a slipknot, but she was stubborn and unwilling to open it by herself. I felt that there were thousands of voices in my heart to guide her on how to go down, but she was proud to cover her ears and didn't want to listen.

She has never been a frivolous person, and it is impossible for her to be emotionally aroused so easily.

I suddenly remembered a sentence, people, in the hospital, are the most real and the most vulnerable.

Shen Xichen smiled, helped her tuck the quilt, and walked back to the sofa not far away.

Shen Xichen wanted to stay with Yijing, so he rested on the sofa.

The hospital sofa is not an expensive and high-end leather sofa in the Shen family, and the off-white artificial leather sofa is not big, which is not enough for Shen Xichen to stretch his legs and sleep well.

He lay down, his hands on his chest, curled up, and had the desolate feeling of being cold in winter and holding himself by himself.

Yijing's gaze was right on his back, and after a glance, she slowly closed her eyes in the darkness.

How she wished that her current feeling was fake, she really wanted to say to herself, in fact, she could disdain Shen Xichen's care, she could wave her sleeves without a trace of emotion.

shouldn't be, just because of a little care, and lose the original self. I'm not the same shijie as him at all.。

But the thing called dependence stubbornly took root in Yi's heart, and took root fiercely until she didn't know that her entire heart was entangled with the roots of this kind of thing.

Shen Xichen on the side faced the sofa, staring at a pair of blazing peach blossom eyes, and was reluctant to close.

Behind him is Yiyi, and everything was originally carried out in a regular manner. But this woman helped him block the bullet, unexpectedly......

He couldn't deny how he felt for her. It is undeniable that he has hurt her. The most undeniable thing is that he still wants to continue to use her.

He's damned, he's the most sorry man on shijie.

Two people in the same room, both full of their own thoughts.

Lying on the hospital bed, Yijing did not find that in the dark, her pillow was half wet. Shen Xichen, who was lying on the sofa, did not realize that his mind was full of Yijing's figure.

Probably, this is the legendary fate.

Bad fate.