Long.

When Qingyin came back to his senses from the excitement, he realized that the man in front of him had been quiet for a long time.

The dark eyes looked up, and after the woman was stunned for a moment, a touch of apology suddenly appeared in her eyes, ".... I'm sorry, I seem to be a little too excited..."

How could she not be excited!

The regret of not being able to help her comrades-in-arms has always lingered in her heart, and has become the black spot she most unwilling to remember but can never let go.

She often thought more than once that if she hadn't taken the initiative to apply for a space-time mission and leave her comrades, even if her comrades-in-arms were paralyzed, they would not have been forced to commit suicide.

Or, if the time for her to complete the time and space task at that time was a little shorter, and the time to learn the ancient method of acupuncture and moxibustion a little faster, then her comrades-in-arms would not be bullied like that by her relatives, and she might be able to save some of the situation.

Or, when she returns to meet her comrades after the time and space mission, she feels a little sharper, and maybe she can stop her comrades' determination to die.

But everything always happened, her comrades-in-arms were always dead, and no matter how much she thought about it, it would be useless.

Although she can reverse time and space by performing space-time tasks, space-time missions are only effective for spaces that are more than 100 years away, and she has no way to redeem everything except sadness and chagrin for the death of her comrades.

And now!

The person in front of her gave her a chance to make amends!

Although she knew that the person in front of her was not her comrade-in-arms, the same paralyzed legs, the same cold and violent words.... This had to make her always feel like she wanted to protect every time she saw Amo.

She understands that in psychology, this behavior is called "emotional transfer".

Because I can't help my comrades, when I encounter someone in the same situation, I can't help but want to come forward to help.

What's more, she is still facing a beautiful and sick rich son who thinks about others.

Let her turn a blind eye ....

Root! Root! No! Can! Yes!

But....

She seems to be a little too excited now, obviously taking Ah Mo back to the room to rest, but she doesn't want to be delayed by herself for a lot of rest.

Thinking of this, the look of apology on Qingyin's face was even greater, ".... It's better to wait for a serious diagnosis tomorrow morning, you should rest early, I will stay in the room next to you tonight, if there is anything unwell, just call me. ”

After a pause, he pointed to his man's mobile phone at the head of the bed, ".... Or call me. ”

As he spoke, he lowered the man's high trouser legs that had been rolled up by himself, and made a gesture to let the person sitting on the side of the bed go to bed and lie down, ready to take care of the quilt for others before leaving.

But as soon as Qingyin stood up and was about to move, the man on the side of the bed suddenly said, "Wait." ”

The light sound was sluggish, and he looked sideways at the sound, a question appeared in his dark eyes, and a pair of fluffy fox ears were obediently straight.

The man was stunned for a moment, and after quickly removing the amazement at the bottom of his eyes, his pale face was slightly flushed, and he seemed to be a little cramped, "Ah... Can Ayin help me to the bathroom? I—I'm used to taking a hot shower before going to bed to warm up my body....."

Qingyin was stunned, lowered his eyes and looked at the man's slender hand, subconsciously stretched out his hand and lightly covered the back of the man's hand, and just felt the coldness from his fingertips, Qingyin found that the man's hand was as cold as ice.

For a while, Qingyin felt even more guilty, the person in front of her was so cold that she could still endure her interruptions, if she hadn't come back to her senses, she didn't know how long the person in front of her would endure.

The people in front of you.... It's always so submissive that makes her feel distressed.