When I spoke again, my voice became weak: "Then now that I'm back, can I let irrelevant people ......?"

"Mind your own business!" Before he finished speaking, he cut it off, "Remember, if someone flows into this river, you will also be dragged into the water." ”

With a snap, the space suddenly brightened, and he couldn't open his eyes, only to feel that his face seemed to be lightly crossed by a feather, and the confinement was relieved, and Gu Xi had passed in front of him. When I adjusted to the light, I turned my head and saw him sitting on the sofa with his back buried in his head, not knowing what he was doing.

After a few moments I realized that he was changing the dressing alone, and the changed gauze was thrown on the coffee table, but it was covered in blood, and it was evident that his wound had been cracked. He stood where he was, didn't come forward to help, didn't see him turn around and say anything until he changed his medicine, just leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. The atmosphere became suffocating, and to be honest, I don't know how to get along with him after the "denunciation" just now and being extinguished by him in minutes.

My mind wandered to the touch on my face just now, and I suddenly remembered that he was talking in my ear before, so ...... The subconscious action is to wipe your face, but the more you wipe it, the hotter your face becomes.

My hand froze the moment Gu Xi turned around, and he looked at me for two seconds and said, "If you don't want to sleep, then do something." ”

I was stunned for a moment, but the next sentence I heard was a deep order: "Go and bring the black box by the wall." ”

Stunned, I looked around, and sure enough, I saw a box in the corner of the room that contained the square utensils that needed to be repaired.

I carried it to the coffee table and put it down, and there was no sound. But when he opened the box, he took out the square plate and put it on the countertop, and for several days, the progress of this thing was very slow. Can you see that his posture wants to be fixed now?

Seeing that he was wearing gloves unhurriedly, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you want to work now?" His eyes drifted lightly at the blinding and bloody gauze on the table. He naturally understood the words, but he smiled and said: "You also said that the knife was pierced by myself, can you still not know the severity?" Can't die. ”

It turns out that he judged whether the injury was serious or light by life or death, so what else can I say?

He put on his gloves and did not wait for me to react before he ordered: "Today you must draw the drawings as I progress, and if the conditions are sufficient, you will give me a sketch of the preliminary outline." ”

"It can't be." I didn't think about it and vetoed, "It's corrosive for all to see, and we're even in the stage of cleaning dirt, how can we give a sketch of the outline?" ”

Gu Xi snorted lightly: "Why don't I invite you to do something?" When ornamental? ”

Well, not once did it make sense to reason with this man, and it was when he was angry, even though I thought I was the one to be angry about.

Drawing is not something that can be drawn with words, it requires the necessary tools. And my things are still in the break room of "Time", and as for the sketchpads and easels, they have been destroyed, and I haven't taken the time to buy them again.

After I brought it up, Gu Xi didn't raise his eyelids, and asked lightly: "Can you still use that pile of garbage?" Go to the utility room and get it yourself. ”

I didn't move, just staring at the side of his face.

He finally raised his eyes, his dark eyes clear, "Do you need me to help you get it?" ”

“...... I don't know where the utility room is, and how do you have painting tools? "He may be an antique collector, or he may be a treasure connoisseur, and he prefers a vintage style, but I have observed his hands, which are sharp and slender knuckles, but not the hands of painting.

The hand that often holds the paintbrush will have thin calluses on the tips of the thumb, index finger and middle finger. And when I had close contact with his hand a few times, I felt that in addition to the callouse between the palms, the fingers were soft.

Gu Xi frowned impatiently: "You have a lot of questions. The last door on the left is the utility room. ”