The tip of Chen Xiaoruan's nose was filled with the breath that belonged to him, a very faint smell, the kind that could not be described, like the smell of grass that accidentally fell under the ridge of the field and fell into the grass in the scorching field.

She had never smelled it before, and she couldn't help but get closer.

Song Zhengyang, who noticed her movements, stiffened for a moment, and looked at the girl in his arms with slightly dark eyes.

"It hurts, bear with me." This wound, put on him, he could clean it without changing his face, but if it was her......

He felt that he still needed some comfort.

"Well, you can get it, I don't hurt." She said that it didn't hurt, but her hand quietly grasped the sheet on the side, not daring to look at the wound.

Song Zhengyang stopped talking, turned around and took out the medicine box, turned out a small lamp, put it in his mouth, and found the tweezers, and the thin knife was also in his hand.

Treat her wounds very carefully.

Chen Xiaoruan looked at his serious appearance, his eyes, which were already a little sour, became even more sour, and tears poured out of his breath.

It's not that she's hypocritical, but because ...... Just like a child, if he falls and hurts, if his parents are around, he will cry, and if no one is around, he may pat his ass and get up again.

Because I feel cared for.

When she was violently assaulted on campus in the past, she was also beaten so badly, she didn't cry because no one felt sorry for her.

But now......

This man who will kill for other women makes her want to cry.

How nice it would be if the person he loved was her......

Chen Xiaoruan bit her lip and refused to make a sound, and her tears couldn't be stopped, slipping from her face to her collar.

She looked up, her sideburns wet with tears.

Song Zhengyang was almost cleaned up, when he took the gauze, he glanced at her, and found that the little girl was crying, crying without a sound, the appearance of pear blossoms with rain, he saw that his heart was bored, and the indescribable dryness filled his whole body.

"Crying for what? Did I hurt you? He pinched her chin and made her look at him, and the girl's red eyes were filled with a layer of water.

Poor bastard.

He asked himself if he was a kind-hearted person, but when he saw her like this, he felt that his breath was about to go out of order.

I don't know if it's just the moonlight, or the wind is too quiet.

He heard his own heartbeat, again and again......

……

Chen Xiaoruan opened a pair of apricot eyes, and the whole person froze in place, looking at the man who was close at hand, and his breathing stagnated.

He......

He's kissing the corner of her eye......

"Song, Song Zhengyang......" The girl's trembling voice pulled Song Zhengyang back to reality, he took a step back, his fists a little tight.

"Don't cry." He said only that, and continued to treat her wounds.

He knew he had planted ...... But I didn't expect it to be planted so thoroughly......

I can't even stand watching her cry.

Chen Xiaoruan, what should I do with you?

What can I do with someone like me......

"Alright." He stood up and put things in, and she reached out and grabbed his sleeve, whispering but firmly: "Song Zhengyang...... Will you stay with me tonight? ”

She was afraid that the darkness outside would swallow him, and that if he went out, something would happen......

Song Zhengyang gritted his back molars and lowered his eyes to look at the girl, meaning unclear: "Do you know what it means to invite an adult male with strong blood to stay overnight?" ”