When Ye Zhan and Nessa were busy choosing real estate in the waves, Ye Tingman and Wen Bin stayed in the hotel for most of the day.

Ye Tingman is in the suite inside, in front of the computer screen are several movies that Ye Yujianghu has invested in, as well as plans for next year. She didn't read a word.

Wen Bin was reading a book in the suite outside, and in his rare free time, he wanted to scan the few works nominated this year, but he couldn't read it, and his heart was very flustered.

It feels like going back more than twenty years.

It was late at night, Wen Bin washed up and went to bed, holding the book and turning the same page.

There was the sound of glass shattering and a scream in the suite.

"Tinman?" Wen Bin rolled off the bed, climbed into the wheelchair unneatly, and ran to the inner room. Just as I was about to knock on the door, the door opened automatically. I saw that the ground was full of broken glass, and Ye Tingman's fingers were still dripping with blood.

"No, it's fine." Ye Tingman was like a little girl who had made a mistake, low and sniffed, "I'm so stupid that I can't even hold a water glass." ”

Wen Bin pushed the wheelchair to her side, and she was wearing pajamas as light as cicada wings, and the bandages wrapped around them were faintly visible, showing the trauma she had suffered last time. He stared at her hand, "Where is it hurt, you can call me if it's inconvenient." ”

Ye Tingman handed his left index finger to him, and the expression seemed to say, "No, what a big bead of blood." ”

Wen Bin reached for the paper towel on the coffee table and helped her wipe off the bloodstains, "I'll call the hotel waiter to clean the glass." He called the hotel customer service number.

Ye Tingman's body turned inadvertently, and at an angle that Wen Bin couldn't see, he pinched his injured index finger hard, and the result can be imagined. She blew cutely, and the words in her mouth were muttered, "It's bleeding again." ”

Wen Bin raised her finger, put it in her mouth and sucked the blood bead. "Does it still hurt?"

Ye Tingman's eyes were full of joy and shook his head quietly.

The service staff came to the door and cleaned the broken glass, leaving a bowl. "Ms. Ye, the blood swallow you ordered."

"Thanks, put it down."

When the others left, Ye Tingman directly picked up the bowl and sent it to Wen Bin, "This, blood tonic." However, my hand will be pulled at the wound after a long time, can you help me? ”

At the mention of the wound, Wen Bin was very nervous, and immediately continued to feed her. Ye Tingman ate slowly, his eyes staring at him enthusiastically. After eating half of it, when Wen Bin fed it again, she directly took the spoon and fed him back. "I can't eat it, my father taught me since I was a child that I can't waste it, so can you help me?"

How can this help? Wen Bin's old face is hot.

"Open your mouth!"

The spoon had already been handed to his mouth, and Wen Bin couldn't bear to brush her mind, so he took a bite.

"Is it delicious? Would you like to eat a little more? She always speaks softly like this, and Wen Bin can't say it if she refuses.

Finally ate a bowl, Wen Bin pressed the wheelchair pusher, "Rest early, call me if you have something, I feel light and come over as soon as possible." ”

Ye Tingman grabbed his wheelchair and didn't let him move. "I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, it's a bit difficult, can you be by my side? And I've been dreaming a lot lately, and there's always a cold gun pointed at me in my dreams, and I'm ......"

It is not easy for the domineering female president, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, to say this. But Wen Bin has his bottom line.

"Tingman, I promise, I'll be there when you need it."

Ye Tingman didn't turn his head away, he sobbed softly, and the tears came like turning on a faucet and coming out naturally. Even his shoulders trembled slightly. "Go back, good night."

As soon as Wen Bin turned his wheelchair, Ye Tingman stepped forward and hugged him from behind. "Bin, do you remember the first time we looked like?"

They were each other's firsts.

At that time, I was young and desperate for love. The location was chosen by Ye Tingman, a couple-themed suite, and everywhere you look, there are pink bubbles. The boy was very shy, and when he was intimate, he would bite her, and she just laughed stupidly. In the end, she guided him to complete the baptism of this important moment in his life.

"Tinman, forget about it." His voice came from the wind, ethereal and very good, and it was also very ruthless.

The Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

"Draw a Chu River Han boundary, but you don't want to go, I won't cross it. Think of it as a patient's request. ”

He's not a doctor, but she's medicine.

met her earnest eyebrows, hopeful eyes, who could bear to refuse. "You're still the same temper."

"You said that you like an unfettered heart the most."

The lights go out, and the world is left with only two people to breathe. Sleepless tonight, they looked at each other in the darkness of the night.

The invisible Chu River Han Realm can't stop the fiery heart after all. Ye Tingman stretched out her fingers, tracing his face, the contours of his lips, and pressed them to her lips, she silently said "Good night, my boy." ”

Wen Bin was silent, his face was hot, and he fell asleep peacefully after hearing her quiet breathing.

In the dream, they returned to the campus of Tiandu University, and they held hands, which was a world.

When they opened their eyes the next day, the two of them were hugging each other.