Chapter 146: I'm going to charge

"Wake up, please."

I don't know how long I worked hard, Su Jiarui's hands lost the strength to continue because of sourness, but she didn't dare to stop, once the tense nerve was relaxed, everything was really over.

She didn't know why Chris was being hunted down by that group, but she felt scared from the bottom of her heart when she saw Chris, who was now pale and even breathing weakly.

"Chris, stop pretending, this joke isn't funny at all."

Her eyes were blurred for a while, and all the past appeared in front of her, but she didn't dare to face it.

She secretly prayed in her heart, if there really is a god, then please, let the person in front of her wake up.

She prayed humbly, and the next second, she felt the coldness on her cheeks.

The coldness swept across her cheeks as if it were alive.

She opened her eyes again, and she saw Chris's beautiful eyes.

He was raising a hand at this time, gently wiping the tears from his cheeks for himself, and his face still looked helpless.

"Sue, I'm not dead yet, but I'm sleepy and asleep for a while, you don't have to cry for me, right?"

Su Jiarui sniffed, her eyes became clear again, and she saw that pair of charming eyes again, but she lost some of her luster in those eyes, like a lighthouse that was lit up in the sea breeze, as if the sea breeze was a little stronger, the faint light of the lighthouse would be completely extinguished, and people's hearts were also pinched.

But fortunately, he has finally come to his senses now, proving that his previous efforts have not been in vain.

"Are you tired all the way?"

Su Jiarui was slightly stunned, she didn't expect that after Chris woke up, the first thing he cared about was not his own injury, but what he said was whether she was tired or not, but before she could reply, the corners of Chris's mouth were hooked.

"But say it in advance, I won't sell my beauty to repay you, I'm a principled person."

Su Jiarui was really angry and funny, but looking at Chris's strong demeanor, he felt a little unbearable.

She pretended to raise her hand and gently beat Chris's chest, but it was somewhat because of Chris's casual and funny tone, which made her originally sad mood feel better.

"Since you're awake, don't pretend to be dead anymore, or believe it or not, I'll beat you up and cry."

It's just that such threatening words broke in the next second, and Chris hadn't cried yet, but her tears of grievance flowed out unobediently like a hole in the water.

She was so scared.

That fear of losing a friend, the fear of losing a loved one, she really didn't want to bear it anymore.

"Sue, how did I not know you were a crybaby?"

Although Chris said this, he still managed to sit up with his weak body.

His original pale shirt had been stained reddish-brown with blood, and he was originally a handsome and beautiful person, but at this moment, he looked like an undead who had crawled out of hell, but the look on his eyebrows was extremely gentle.

"Okay, if you cry again, I'm really going to pass out."

As he spoke, he still gently brushed away the tears on Su Jiarui's cheeks, but his fingertips were bloody, and after coming and going, Su Jiarui's face was made like a little cat, and with such a pitiful look, Chris couldn't help laughing.

"Alright, Sue, can you go and bring me the medicine box on the bookshelf first? I might want to do a brief bandaging first. โ€

Su Jiarui was stunned, and then she felt a little embarrassed, she actually forgot that Chris was still an injured person, and she was secretly sad here.

After confirming that Chris was okay, she hurriedly stumbled to the bookshelf, and the medical box was not difficult to find, and when she ran to the bedside with the medical box, she saw that her red shirt had been untied by Chris and placed next to the bed, revealing the hideous scar on her arm.

Su Jiarui subconsciously took a breath, and faintly, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Chris naturally took over the medicine box, but he didn't forget to be sarcastic.

"Sue, your bandaging technique is simply fatal, your shirt is so good at sucking blood, if I don't take it off, I'm afraid I'm going to really go into shock, I'm afraid your shirt is not a terrible vampire."

Today, regarding this extremely good quality shirt, both Chris and Su Jiarui are impressed by its quality.

Just by Chris's words, Su Jiarui's emotions were a little complicated for a while.

She knew that Chris was just trying to ease the awkward and serious atmosphere with such witty language, but at the end of the day, how could she not be worried?

Chris just wanted to move his arm, but the moment he raised it, his face changed, and blood suddenly came out again.

Su Jiarui was shocked, took a step forward, and hurriedly said, "Don't you want to die?" Tell me what you're going to do, and I'll help you! โ€

Chris looked at her with such a determined look, laughed for a moment, and then spread his other intact arm, raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Actually, I've always been embarrassed to say, since you are so eager, then please help me undress." โ€

"Huh?"

Su Jiarui never expected Chris to make such a request, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"Poofโ€”"

Chris looked at Su Jiarui, who was stunned and at a loss, and couldn't help laughing for a while.

"Okay, Sue, I'm just funny to see you like this, just tease you, but can I ask you to go to the kitchen and get me a glass of water? I'm so thirsty. โ€

As if on purpose, he immediately narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "This time it's serious." โ€

Su Jiarui's face was red, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only bow his head and respond, and went to the kitchen in a panic to find a water cup to pour water.

Even though she knew that Chris's previous identity was an international killer, it stands to reason that she should have seen many scenes, but she was still shocked and Chris was now able to deal with it.

It's as if in his eyes, the injury he has received now is just a finger clipped, insignificant, and it is not worth doing anything with such fanfare.

Thinking of this, Su Jiarui's hand holding the water cup tightened.

Chris has always faced himself with a sunny and cheerful appearance, and after a long time, even she forgot that Chris used to live a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife, living in such a tense state, Chris may have suffered a more fatal injury than now, and at that time, what kind of mentality did he have?

But even at this time, he did not forget to comfort himself and tried to stop being nervous and worried.

How could she be so useless?

Firming up his mentality, Su Jiarui walked to the bedroom again with the water cup in his hand.

Chris had obviously taken off his shirt quickly during the period when she was receiving water, revealing his thin upper body, and what surprised Su Jiarui was that on the originally perfect body, there were large and small, old and new hideous scars, and some of the scars were even re-listed because of this time.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Su Jiarui was still startled by the terrifying scene in front of him.

When she and Chris first met, he was the international killer K who almost killed her for his sister, and after meeting again in Cloud City, he reverted to his real name, the rising modeling star Chris.

She originally thought that it would not be so difficult for a proud son like Chris to change an identity, after all, he has a near-perfect body and mixed-race facial features that can be used by both men and women, but in the end, how can changing identities be as simple as talking?

And at this moment, these scars entrenched on his body are the best proof.

"Hey, Sue, even if we're friends, I'll still say that I'll have to charge if you look at it any longer."

Chris deliberately winked at her playfully, subconsciously imagining Marilyn Monroe making a blocking action, but he touched the wound on his arm, and suddenly moved, so painful that he forgot to manage his expression.

Su Jiarui smiled, handed the water cup to Chris, skillfully took out the hot towel he had prepared earlier, and couldn't help but say, gently wiping the blood on Chris's shoulder.

She rubbed it extremely carefully, for fear that she would hurt the other party because she was too heavy.

After all, this was the first time she had dealt with such an injury, and her hands were shaking uncontrollably in the face of blood.

She didn't want to cry and pray helplessly when she saw her friend hurt, she had to try to make herself useful, not just hold others back and cause them trouble.

The air fell into an eerie silence for a moment, so quiet that only the soft breathing between the two could be heard.

Then, as if he felt that such a picture was a little quiet to an eerie degree, Chris cleared his throat, tilted his neck, and drank the water from the glass.

The sound of the Adam's apple sliding was infinitely amplified in Su Jiarui's ears, adding a sense of ambiguity to such an embarrassing atmosphere.

It wasn't until he faced these wounds that Su Jiarui understood why Chris looked so weak.

Because he had more than one wound on his body, the most serious wound on his arm, but there were still large and small abrasions on his back, and those wounds had already been inflamed all the way down because of the constant contact and friction with his clothes, and it was obvious how difficult it was for him to escape from those people.

But fortunately, the person who met Chris was her, and if he met a simple passerby today, maybe his life would really be hanging by a thread.

Thinking of this, Su Jiarui couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness, fortunately, she decided to go to the platform alone to take the bus, and accidentally saved Chris.