Chapter 41: A Lonely Man and a Widow
"Uh, you're so dizzy, what should I do?"
Looking at the girl who had fainted to the ground and was wearing ink-colored glasses, Gu Yang gently rubbed her forehead with her hand, and she didn't know what to do.
This girl is the girl who played the guitar and sang at the barbecue last time, and now that she has met her, she can't leave it here.
"Let's take it home first."
After thinking for a few seconds, he grabbed a handful of bangs that fell down, sighed lightly, picked up the guitar box behind the girl, hung it on his left shoulder, and then picked the girl up.
After two months of regular exercise activities, his body is much stronger than before, at least, he can pick up a body of eighty or ninety pounds, and there is no big problem in walking for a while.
Walking in the night, the girl's soft body was close to his head, smelling a kind of virgin fragrance, which made people feel a little swaying, coughed heavily, dispersed the thoughts in his heart, and accelerated his speed.
When he returned home, he erected the guitar case on the wall, and he gently put the girl's delicate body on the bed, only to find that her shoulder had been bleeding out, hesitated, and took off her black coat, only to find that she had a deep scar on her shoulder, and there were multiple scars on her body, and there were two on her legs, but they didn't look deep, and they belonged to the kind of wounds that would not leave too much scars after healing.
Raising the corners of his eyebrows, he took out the red potion and bandages from the house, and began to clean her wounds, it is worth mentioning that after stripping the black coat of the girl from Shijie, she was wearing a cute pullover with a cute piggy head, is this her real heart?
Gu Yang, who felt a little funny, did not try to peel off her bloodstained pullover to show off the perfect body of the girl in front of her, but peeled off the collar a little bit to allow herself to clean the wound more quickly.
"This little Lori has very white skin."
He thought boredly, the white cotton ball slowly rolled on the snow-white skin like clotted fat, washing away the blood spots, absorbing them clean, and replacing them when they were dirty.
After changing four or five cotton balls, I finally washed them, applied YN white medicine, and rolled them up with bandages. Seeing that there were some blood stains on the girl's neck and face, he sighed softly and fetched another basin of water, ready to wash her well.
When he took off the sunglasses for the girl, his movements were obviously stagnant, and then he picked up the towel casually, wrung out the water, and gently rubbed it on her face, taking away the dried bloodstains, and finally turned into a light red in the water.
"Well, it's a pretty girl, probably, I can score a nine."
Uncertain thoughts flowed through his heart, he took the basin of dirty water, poured it into the toilet, looked at the unconscious girl, scratched his head, covered her with a quilt, and then collapsed on the soft table and chair, took out the other party's high-quality guitar, and tried to play a few songs.
Since he finished playing the other party's guitar that day, the more Gu Yang played his guitar of more than 400 yuan, the more it was not tasteful, and he always felt that the strings were not strings, and the sound was not the sound.
He felt the strings, tried to adjust the tone, arranged it to the most suitable position, and without knowing what switch was touched in his hand, the body of the instrument suddenly opened, revealing the hidden things.
Seeing what was exposed inside, he immediately took a deep breath, tilted his head back, his chest bulged, and his whole person was in a state of stiffness.
After a few seconds of silence, Gu Yang silently put away his guitar, his fingers touched his mobile phone, and for a moment, he was ready to turn on and dial 110.
However, after a while, he looked back at the girl's pale face and gave up again.
"Just let me be willful."
Gu Yang muttered, dragged a blanket from next door, turned off the incandescent lamp that had been blazing for a long time, and slept comfortably on the chair.
As the night darkens, the neighborhood becomes darker and darker.
When the alarm clock hand pointed to the number "3", the girl lying in bed woke up.
She opened her perfectly curved eyes, her eyes were clear and clear, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her white slender hand involuntarily covered the wound on her chest, feeling the burning pain.
Touching the extra thing from the wound, she felt what it was, endured the pain, and propped herself up with the uninjured other arm, trying to take in the situation around her, while her long hair fluttered and fluttered with the girl's movements, rippling and drifting to her breast, which was not yet fully developed but was already quite large.
It was dark all around, and the moonlight from the only window shone on the boy in a blanket through the transparent window, and she silently looked at the sleeping and quiet boy for a while, knowing that the other party had not done anything bad to her, so she sat down for a while, and then lay down again.
She was bleeding a lot, and her body was still in a weak state, so it was better to sleep for a while to recover her strength.
Thinking of this, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, her red lips pursed slightly, and she fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, the sun had already risen to the middle of the heavens, slowly moving its body towards the west, and naturally setting.
She opened her eyes in a daze, the wound on her shoulder still hurt, and her head was a little swollen, biting her red lip and sitting up, only to find that the boy had moved.
"Drink some water."
Seeing the boy quietly pour himself a cup of hot water, and then continue to sit in front of the computer and type, she was a little surprised by the other party's calm reaction, and did not say anything, trying to take the cup with her uninjured arm.
"Uh, sorry forgot, you hurt your shoulder."
Before she got the cup in her hand, the other party had already taken the cup in her hand and handed it over, she glanced at the other party in a daze, took the water cup, and took a small sip.
After handing over the water glass, the boy did not return to the chair, but hesitated and said: "Well, there is no one in my house now, and my parents are on vacation, so you don't have to worry about anything, besides, I'm sorry, I've seen everything in your guitar, you won't kill me, right?" ”
said so, but she didn't see a trace of fear of death in the boy's expression, and even her voice was steady, without nervous trembling.
"It's a funny boy."
Moistening her thirsty throat, she thought to herself, and shook her head in acknowledgment.
"Then I'll be relieved."
The boy pretended to exaggerate a sigh of relief, and an indifferent smile bloomed on his face, "So, let's get to know me, my name is Gu Yang, a prospective high school student, may I ask you?" ”
She drank the water in the cup, hesitated for a second, and politely replied, "My name is Xu Yuexun." ”