Lonely Men and Widows (2)
The large LCD TV is the only high-end fixture, and there is a small Xiaoice box, and nothing else. Compared to the elegant houseboats on Chase Wave Island, this place is very basic.
Yu Chihong opened the refrigerator door, took out a bag of crushed ice from it, turned around and walked to Qiao Yan and squatted down, grabbing her ankle.
"Ahh ”
"How can you have the strength to scream so loudly when you have a broken bone?" Yu Chihong applied a bag of crushed ice to the area where she sprained her ankle. The chill was felt to the heart, and the pain was immediately relieved.
"Do you sprain often?" Qiao Yan was amazed at how well prepared he was.
Wei Chihong only replied with four words: "Be prepared." ”
After the sprained part cooled down, Wei Chihong took out a large medicine box from the TV cabinet and opened it, which contained various medicines. He took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao aerosol, sprayed it a few times on the affected area of the cold compress just now, and then used elastic bandages and cotton wool to pressurize and bandage, and the action was very neat. Qiao Yan sighed secretly, she was worthy of being born in a family of famous doctors, and she has the posture of a doctor.
Qiao Yan was bruised on her other foot, and Yu Chihong also gave her medicine.
"What else hurts?" He asked.
Qiao Yan raised her sleeves, there were different degrees of bruises and redness on both arms, and after Yu Chihong dealt with her one by one, he carried her into the bedroom.
"I'll give you the room, I'll sleep in the living room." As soon as Qiao Yan's heart stirred, Wei Chihong dispelled her concerns. He made her lie flat on the bed, took a pillow, raised her sprained foot, told her not to move when she slept, and went out, closing the door with his hand.
Qiao Yan was lying on the bed very awkwardly, she was still wearing the dress that was dirty on the ground, Yu Chihong didn't dislike her for being dirty, and generously gave her the bed, but she was wrong. There was no light in the room, but there was a light shining in from the outside, Qiao Yan saw a table lamp on the cabinet next to the bed, so she reached out and turned it on, wanting to check the unfamiliar environment she was in.
The room is not big, one bed with bedside tables on both sides. There is also a modular wardrobe in front of it, which functions as a desk and bookcase, and the desk is placed with a computer case and LCD screen. There was a coat rack next to it, and as soon as Qiao Yan's eyes touched the coat rack, the whole person immediately froze. On that coat rack, there was a long black trench coat! The man in the black trench coat suddenly broke into her mind.
The first time Qiao Yan saw the man in the long black trench coat was in the Misty Mountains.
More than half a month ago, Qiao Yan and her sister Qiao Ran returned to Chase Wave Island from Chicago together. When she first came to Chase Wave Island, she began to ask the people on the island about the "Misty Mountains". The old villa, which had been burned down, buried the darkest and most painful memories of her 18-year-old years.
In recent years, due to the serious impact of the development of tourism on the island's life order, a large number of old residents have moved to the Haidu area across the sea.
That afternoon, Qiao Yan walked along the seashore, the waves were rolling and surging, and the thoughts in her heart also rose and fell.
It was twilight when she arrived at the villa, Qiao Yan was in a hurry, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, she wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, and then, looking at the scene in front of her, she gently locked her brows.
The so-called "Misty Mountains" can no longer be called a building, just a burned ruin. The openwork iron door of the garden is open, and the ruins of the wall inside can be seen at a glance. The smoke-blackened exterior walls, the charred-black doors and windows, and the beams that fell to the ground...... The walls and openwork doors were covered with unknown vines, with long tendrils and yellow leaves. Qiao Yan pushed aside the vines and saw the handwriting carved on the wooden plaque: Sea House.