Chapter Seventy-Six: Blame Him, He Only Cares About Hiding Wine at the Time
The mountains in the distance are darker and more colorful, and on a rainy night, it is a bit like a cold mandal, covered with inky black luster.
Wen Xiang lowered his head and looked at his hands.
That motorcycle was covered with rust, and the wounds were not treated quickly and could easily become infected.
"Classmate Gu, are you cold?"
His hands were always cold and hot.
"It's not cold."
Wen Xiang turned his head and pointed to the cabinet, "Can you open it?" ”
Gu Yexi thought for a while, "Hmm." ”
Don't worry, the wine is all hidden.
There shouldn't be a difference pool.
Wen Xiang glanced at his arm, walked to the front of the cabinet, and pulled back.
The medicine box was left behind by Tan Ming.
Gu Yexi swept his eyes lightly, unmoved, "I'm a minor injury." "He knew what she wanted to do.
In this way, I don't want to take medicine.
He's afraid of trouble.
Wen Xiang turned his head, his gaze was deep, and the light and shadow were very chaotic.
Damn it.
I want to raise my hand in surrender.
"Classmate Gu." In the rain, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and when she looked at him, she looked like a deer in the woods, which taught her to soften, "It's not a small injury." ”
Wen thought that a lot of things followed him, this no.
Not long ago, a good young man died at the hands of rust. That good young man was a friend of Pei Yun's relatives, and for this reason, Pei Yun chattered for several days.
Subtly, she remembered.
"It's very fast." In a tone like coaxing a child, she said, "It doesn't hurt." ”
Gu Yexi pondered for a long time and compromised.
"Whatever you want."
Her brow furrowed with relief.
So happy?
Gu Yexi walked over and hung the towel around her neck.
The tone was clear, and he said, "Dry your hair." ”
While she wiped her hair, he went to pick up the porridge from the floor and put it on the table.
"Have you eaten it?"
"Not yet." She was in a hurry, but she didn't have time.
Gu Yexi stretched out his hand and touched it, the porridge was warm, "Why don't you take the car?" ”
"I sat down, but I ran into a traffic jam, and I was afraid that the porridge would cool down, which would be bad for my stomach."
He stared at the bowl of porridge resting on the table, in a trance.
Wen Xiang dried his hair, folded the towel, and called him softly, "Classmate Gu, come here." ”
The voice is terrible gentle.
Gu Yexi stretched out his hand back and passed honestly.
The wind chimes at the door rang, and the rain was rustling, crisp and clean, and it was nice to hear.
Wen wanted to stand closer and look down at his hand, "When did you get hurt?" ”
He looked at her eyes, and the expression on his face was very obedient and docile, "I don't know." ”
She was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to say anything to him, "Does it hurt?" ”
"It doesn't hurt."
She reached into the medicine box and took out both iodine and cotton swabs, "hands up." ”
In this world, there are too few people who ask him if he is cold or not, and she is like a beam of light, which suddenly shines in, catching him off guard, and suffering from gains and losses.
Gu Yexi was very cooperative and let her fiddle.
The light crossed the gold edge around her, such a gentle and hazy light and shadow, soft and warm.
He couldn't take his eyes off it.
Wen wanted to bend over, "It will hurt a little." She moved very lightly, wiping the wound with a moist cotton swab, "I couldn't help but tell me." ”
"Oh."
After a while, the movement stopped, she lowered her head and blew gently, "Does it hurt." ”
It doesn't hurt.
His face didn't change, "It hurts." ”
Do you want face!
The tenth master of AK, I haven't seen you frown when the skin is open, so I pretend to be pitiful here.
Wen Xiang showed a self-reproachful expression, "I'm sorry." ”
This girl...... Keta.
Gu Yexi immediately changed her words and coaxed her, "It doesn't hurt very much." ”
"I'll be lighter."
After the wound was treated, Wen Xiang carefully examined it again and made sure that there were no injuries elsewhere.
"Don't touch the water these days, and don't lift heavy objects......"
Gu Yexi looked at her, and her eyes suddenly softened all the light.
"Classmate Gu, are you listening?"
He answered.
Her hair was half-scattered and half-curled, and her neck was very thin and white, covering some shadows, very gentle.
"Come over for dinner."
"I'm not hungry." She eats less at night, and it's okay if she doesn't.
Gu Yexi looked at her and commanded, "Sit down." ”
Wen Xiang was very obedient and sat down obediently.
"Wait for me in a moment."
He turned and went into the kitchen, and soon came back with two bowls in his hand, as well as eggs.
He poured out the porridge and divided it into two portions.
"Pick a bowl."
To say this is not to give her a chance to refuse.
The two bowls are about the same size, and Wen Xiang said more casually, "Left." ”
She loved the pattern on it.
Gu Yexi pushed the bowl on the left over, then sat down in front of her and peeled eggs for her.
Unexpectedly, classmate Gu, who does not eat fireworks in the world, fell from the altar to the mortal dust, and he wanted to hide it for him.
Wen Xiang looked at the eggs in the bowl and whispered, "Classmate Gu." ”
I almost forgot that she was a bit of a picky eater.
"Pick out the yolk and I'll eat it."
"Oh."
Wen Xiang's table manners are very good, and he doesn't talk when he eats.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of raindrops on the sycamore leaves was very sparse.
It was a bit stuffy in the room.
"Is it hot or not?"
"Hmm."
Gu Yexi got up, opened the window, and the raindrops drifted in, "What time is it?" ”
"It's eight o'clock."
It's still early.
Gu Yexi looked out the window, "It's raining too much, I'll leave later." ”
Wen Xiang's eyebrows curled, "Okay." ”
Fortunately, I didn't rush her this time.
Wen Xiang poured a glass of water and put it next to the bed, "Drink it when it's cold." ”
"Oh."
When playing the game, Gu Yexi was a little absent-minded, and his eyelids secretly lifted several times.
Through the light, I saw her sitting upright, with her head down, quietly reading.
"Don't like it?"
Wen Xiang said honestly, "I don't understand." ”
It was a book about firearms, and I couldn't read normal.
Bang –
He was shot in the head.
If you want to live a good life: [! You don't fucking play, I'm going to report you]
I'm a worker: [What kind of garbage operation, rookie]
In the comment area, every teammate is scolding.
Gu Yexi stood up and habitually kicked things.
Bang –
The water glass overturned.
Hearing the voice, Wen Xiang put the book down and got up.
A moment of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he calmly surrendered, "The bed is wet." ”
Well, she knows.
"Do you still have bed sheets at home?"
"Yes."
He turned to get it.
Wen wanted to tie all his hair up, and the cyan hairpin was pinned to the back, clean and neat.
It's beautiful.
Wen wanted to pick up the water glass and put it to the side, and when she picked up the pillow, her eyelashes fluttered.
Reflected in her eyes was a handkerchief and a sachet with her surname embroidered on it.
Is that so......
Gu Yexi took the clean sheets and stood not far away, "What's wrong?" ”
"Nope."
Her tone was a little strange.
Gu Yexi turned his head, looked at the bed, and his face changed, "Put it back." "The little thought that is annoyed and angry, the unintentional pretentiousness in the heart," don't get me wrong. ”
It's been misunderstood.
Wen Xiang turned his head and looked at him.
Blame him.
At that time, I was only concerned with storing sake.
"Come here, let's talk."
"There's no need."
The vigilance in his eyes was piled up layer by layer.