When Alice woke up, she couldn't tell where she was, but it was still dark outside the window, and one or two stars were shining.

She looked down into her arms, but there was no black in them.

Only then did she realize that she seemed to be dreaming about the past.

Alice's face showed a hint of confusion, but suddenly the sound of footsteps came, and Alice hurriedly lay down, pretending to be asleep.

There was a knock on the door, and Yi Yan clearly saw Alice's slightly trembling eyelashes. He paused at the door, and approached the large bed in the room.

The corners of Yi Yan's mouth hooked a slight arc, he pulled the quilt, lay down by himself, and took Alice into his arms, Alice couldn't pretend anymore, knowing that Yi Yan must have seen that he was pretending to be asleep.

So, Alice moved, trying to break out of the arms of Yi wanton. Yi Yan hugged Alice tighter.

Alice turned her back to Yi Yan, her back against Yi Yan's chest, and she opened her mouth and shouted, "Yi Yan." ”

Yi Yan didn't answer, and his hand groped around Alice's waist a few times.

Alice: "I want to go back." ”

When he heard this, the hand that Yi Yan held Alice's wrist increased his strength.

Alice exhaled in pain, and her voice became quick, "It hurts!" ”

Yi Yan's voice couldn't hear the emotion: "Where does it hurt?" ”

Alice: "My hands hurt, my head hurts, my heart hurts." ”

Yi Yan was silent for a while, and said, "Alice, do you remember the counter-grappling I taught you?" ”

Alice: "Hmm"

Yi Yan: "If you break free of me, I'll let you go." ”

Alice suppressed the surprise in her heart, she was deeply taught by Yi Xian, no one can break free from Yi Yan's confinement, but she.

But she knew one of Yi Yan's weaknesses, Yi Yan's left wrist had been wounded by a gunshot, once he hit his left wrist vigorously, Yi Yan's entire left arm would be weak, without strength, like a waste.

Alice didn't move, Yi Yan leaned closer, and Alice clearly felt Yi Yan's hot breath in her left eye.

As long as she holds Yi Yan's left wrist with her right hand, she has a chance to break free.

Alice struggled, and even her own hand had grasped Yi Yan's left wrist, the most vulnerable place.

Yi Yan's voice seemed to have magic power, and he said lightly: "Hold my wrist tightly and exert force." ”

Alice hesitated for a long time, and just as Yi Yan said: hit my wrist with her fist, Alice suddenly cried.

Alice's voice whimpered: "Does it hurt?" Instead of clenching the easy wrist, her hand began to rub it.

Yi Yan was stunned, his heart and eyes were all Alice, and his own head was buried in Alice's neck, absorbing the softness and warmth there.

The injured wrist was kept by Alice, and when she was still by Yi Yan's side, she took the ointment on time every night, applied the ointment all over her hands, and then pressed and massaged.

At first, when Yi Yan's wrist was just injured, because the bullet pierced the bone, the doctor said that Yi Yan's left hand might not be usable.

Lovely Lisi was unwilling, just like that, she applied ointment to him every day, massaged him every day, and later, finally, Yi wanton's left hand could be moved, maybe if she held on for a while, his hand would be better.

Lovely Lise is gone, so there is no maybe.

Yi Yan's voice was hoarse: "Alice, my hands hurt." ”

Tears welled up in Alice's eyes.

This is not a simple sentence, this sentence was the code of Alice and Yi Yan.