Scarlet sat in his room, taking advantage of the sunlight shining through the bamboo window to observe his hands. The pair of soft wattles is already covered with a layer of crystal skin, like a baby's pink face, which can be broken by blowing, which makes people love and pity.

Her hand was raised in the air, and she lowered it again, gently touching the medicine jar on the small coffee table, feeling a slight pain in between, but it no longer had the feeling of burning her internal organs before. Scarlet Smoke is very satisfied, which means that her injury is not far from a complete recovery.

In the final analysis, this has to be thanks to Mo Yan's meticulous care and thoughtfulness, otherwise with Scarlet Smoke's own strength, where can he recover so freely and quickly?

But at the mention of Mo Death, Scarlet Smoke's face turned unnaturally red.

It's been a long time since she's spoken to Mo Death......

After the grilled fish incident, Scarlet Smoke always alienated Mo Death intentionally or unintentionally. Although she understood that Mo Yan was just expressing his concern for herself, Scarlet felt that she couldn't bear that feeling. She dreamed back at midnight, and her eyes were full of Wei Chimu's cold gaze and the back of not looking back, it was the thousand-year-old iceberg and snow peak, and the endless cold of Mianyang completely hid her enthusiastic heart under the glacier. There was a loss of her son, and she woke up only to feel that the sky was falling apart, and what collapsed was the belief that had been supporting her all along, and it was the love that she thought was selfless and great, which turned into the hurt of a lie in the blink of an eye, deeply triggering the pain at the bottom of her heart, devouring her, drowning her, and driving her into the abyss of no return.

Because of this, when Mo Fu extended a helping hand to her, she felt that the gray and colorless sky suddenly lifted the dense fog, shot into a ray of dawn, and actually bloomed with colorful brilliance under the refraction of the rain and fog, like a colorful oil painting, gently embellished by a divine hand, becoming a beautiful landscape, I don't know whose scenery was decorated.

Like the icing on the cake, it will not be remembered for a long time, and only by sending charcoal in the snow can we see through the warmth and coldness of people. Scarlet Smoke felt this sudden warmth, like an uninvited guest suddenly intruding into her world and unceremoniously occupying her heart, which was a feeling she couldn't accept at all for a while.

Since experiencing this catastrophe, she chose to escape, chose to close the window of her heart, she does not want to let anyone trample on it again, and her already bruised feelings do not need to be sideways and hit again.

Mo Xuan apparently also discovered Crimson's anomaly, but he didn't alienate Scarlet Smoke for this. Scarlet Smoke took a step back, he went further, Scarlet Smoke wanted to be single and lonely, he stood beside her, not going further, but not leaving. The gentle caresses, the faint scent of herbs, often wafting in the scarlet hut, made her mind slightly confused. Even if she closed herself off at the moment, she had to accept the fact that she was being subtly affected by the ink death.

A few knocks were heard, interrupting Crimson's thoughts. She fixed her mind and asked, "Who is it?" ”

After saying that, she smiled self-deprecatingly, who else would knock on the door at this time?

"It's me."

Sure enough, Mo Yan's magnetic bass voice sounded, as mellow as freshly brewed wine.

"Please come in."

Mo Yan pushed the door in, and Scarlet Smoke was staring at his hands in a daze. Mo Yan took the opportunity to look at Scarlet Yan's hand, and said slightly between his eyebrows: "Your hand has recovered quickly, and it seems that it will return to normal in a few days." ”

"I think so too." Scarlet Smoke put her hand on the window and let it feel the caress of the daylight, "So I decided that I would do the next dressing change myself." ”

She leaned over slightly and smiled, "Okay?" ”

Mo Yan was stunned and looked at her with some complexity. The scarlet smoke turned her head to show half of her cheeks, and the sunlight cut into pieces by the cracks in the bamboo window stuck to her beautiful face, like a mirror applique yellow, revealing the gentleness and tenderness of a woman.

He was a little distracted, and it wasn't until Scarlet Smoke called again that he realized that he had lost his temper, and he coughed twice, and met her expectant eyes again, and he didn't feel another pain in his heart.

Seeing his hesitant appearance, Scarlet Yan thought that he disagreed, so he tilted his head self-deprecatingly and said, "I'm just thinking about it, you don't have to mind, my hand may not be able to change the medicine now......"

"Yes."

"What?"

Scarlet Yan was slightly stunned when she heard this, she immediately turned her head, saw Mo Yan regain that warm smile like a spring breeze, put the medicine box on the small table and said softly: "If you can take the medicine yourself, it will be great." You are also familiar with the dosage of these medicines, if you still don't understand, feel free to come to me, I am ......"

His voice grew lower and lower, and became inaudible. Scarlet Smoke Wood, I watched Mo Yan put down things, then walked to her, opened the window to a more appropriate angle, put down the bamboo curtain and smiled slightly: "Whatever you want, I will depend on you." ”

The doting in his tone was self-evident, and Scarlet Smoke couldn't help but breathe.

Fortunately, Mo Yu didn't say anything else and silently exited the room.

Scarlet Smoke was silent for a moment, then took out the ointment from the medicine box and prepared to start applying the medicine.

She was losing her attention to Mo Fu's gentleness, and found that Mo Fu's warmth for her has become more and more natural, and sometimes there is an indescribable ambiguity and intimacy in her gestures, and she doesn't know if it is her sensitivity to gain and lose after the catastrophe, or is this the true expression of Mo Fu?

While thinking, she generally took off her clothes, and the thin dress faded down half, revealing half of the fragrant shoulders, and at this moment there was also a layer of baby-like snow-white and delicate skin, which was the same color as Qianqian's jade hand.

Her hands had gradually regained some vitality, and they were no longer as sensitive as they used to be, and they could not touch anything. Although she is a little stiff now, she believes that as long as she insists on changing her dressing and doing some exercise, her hands will be able to recover as flexible as before.

She lifted the vial to remedicate herself.

Electrifying and flint.

She saw the vial.

The snow-white porcelain medicine bottle reflected the green leaves and green bamboo, and the dense green leaves spread out layer by layer, like a net, wrapped her heart in an instant.

This vial......

How familiar!

Her mind was in turmoil, like a flying object suddenly hitting the water, setting off a stormy wave, rolling water, and hitting a drifting boat, so that the already pitiful and insignificant sail of the flat boat was shattered in an instant, and was mercilessly swallowed up by the surging waves.

It seems that a long time ago, there was such a person sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the same medicine bottle, carefully wiping the wounds of the woman in his arms.

The beautiful woman in her arms giggled and patted his chest wryly: "Hey, I feel like you've been a lot stronger lately?" ”

The man's voice was flat, and he grabbed someone's little hand that was messing around, but his eyebrows and eyes were a little frozen and gradually softened: "Don't make trouble." ”

The beautiful woman showed her face sweetly, and while the man was not paying attention, she quickly dropped a deep kiss on his cheek.

"This injury is worth it, and the officials of Lieutenant Demont take care of it like this...... You don't want to go out again, just stay here with me, okay? ”

The man held the medicine bottle in his hand, looked down at his lover Yuxue in his arms, and his lips seemed to bloom like a bright flower, each petal was crystal full, full of temptation and affection.

Then he smiled lowly, "Okay." ”

……

The face of the person is gone, and the medicine bottle is still in the palm of his hand.

With a "snap", a tear suddenly slipped down, hit the wrist, and splashed a splash.

The medicine bottle in his hand suddenly lost the strength to lift and fell weakly.

Scarlet smoke was excited, and finally came back to her senses, she lowered her head to save it, but she was slow to react, and the medicine bottle had already "slammed" into the ground, turned into pieces, and mixed with the spilled powder.

Scarlet Smoke was stunned, and her outstretched hand finally drooped.

The past is unbearable, difficult to repair, and difficult to turn back.

Can the broken mirror be reunited? In the end, it's just a few pieces of debris, endless cracks.

The voice alarmed Mo Yan, he shouted "Scarlet Smoke", seeing that no one answered, he thought that something had happened to Scarlet Smoke, and in a hurry, he didn't even want his usual gentle demeanor, and he didn't even knock on the door and pushed the door directly-

Then he was petrified.

Scarlet Smoke is half-dressed at the moment, the sleeve on the left side has slipped off, the half-shouldered arms are exposed, the pink and delicate color is like a delicate and soft lip, and every inch of skin is delicate just right, like an invitation like a bewitchment, which makes people think about it.

Mo was slightly embarrassed, and he was a little speechless. However, Scarlet Smoke came back to his senses, and he was also a little embarrassed, a red cloud flew on his face, and he quickly turned around and turned his back to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan thought about it, but he was still not at ease, he took another bottle of medicine, walked to Scarlet Smoke and said, "I'll help you." ”

The more he perceived people's hearts like this, the more Scarlet felt guilty.

She was in a depressed mood at the moment, and she couldn't care about maintaining her usual face. She stared at the medicine bottle, thinking of Yu Chimu, how warm she was at that time, how palpitating she was at the moment, a wave of anger surged into her heart, she grabbed the hand of Mo Xuan, and her voice was distorted and sharp: "No! You get out! ”

She also felt inappropriate after shouting, but she couldn't let go of her face and was a little embarrassed. Mo Yan stared at the medicine bottle, then looked at the scarlet smoke, and suddenly said, "Who did you think of?" That one......? ”

Scarlet Smoke's eyelids jumped, and he said coldly: "Don't mention him, we will have nothing to do with it from now on." ”

Mo Yan sighed, sat down, and said with a different face: "Your injury must be medicated on time every day." I'll give you the medicine, just don't look at you. ”

Scarlet Smoke pushed him insistfully: "No, I can do it myself." ”

"I'm not going to take advantage of people." Mo Yan looked at Scarlet Smoke and said very sincerely, "Scarlet Smoke, you just believe me once, okay?" ”

Scarlet Yan looked at Mo Yan's sincere eyes and felt in a trance for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Mo Fu turned his face away and concentrated on giving her medicine. Although he didn't look at her, his hands were as flexible as if they had eyes, and he was very aware of Scarlet Smoke's body, and soon found the wound and carefully wiped and changed the dressing, soft and considerate, like petals caressing people's faces, making people feel like they were in a dream, but there was no suspicion of being nicknamed.

Scarlet Yan tilted his head slightly to look at Mo Yan, and saw that the roots of his ears were already slightly ruddy, and they were particularly conspicuous on the side of his jade-porcelain-like white cheeks.

An unbelievable thought came to mind.

Could it be ...... Ink died on her......

Secretly in love?