Chapter 112: Not Worthy of Me (2)
Ji Yi frowned slightly, and before he could determine if he was having auditory hallucinations, suddenly there was a loud "bang" sound at the back door of the classroom.
Ji Yi's heart jumped twice, and he subconsciously turned around and looked at the back door.
Some old doors, I don't know what they had just hit hard, and there were dust falling in a row.
The door shook twice, but before it could stabilize, there was another deafening "bang".
Ji Yi, who happened to be staring at the back door, witnessed the door that was still intact one second, and fell to the ground the next second.
Then, Ji Yi saw a black leather shoe stepping on the broken door panel.
It turned out that someone really showed up...... In her most desperate and helpless time.
Ji Yi clearly felt that his heart, which had just been lifeless, began to beat, recover, and live little by little.
She suppressed the throbbing in her heart, her eyes followed the leather shoes, slowly moving up, slender and straight two long legs, white shirt, slightly open neckline revealing delicate and beautiful collarbones, perfect jaw lines...... Ji Yi's gaze paused slightly, and then she continued to look up, a familiar and stunning face completely caught her eyes.
The habit she had cultivated for many years made her eyes fall on the man's wrist in the next second, and when she saw the red rope tied to it, her fingertips instinctively bent a little, and an indescribable discomfort crawled all over her back.
It's He Jichen...... It's just, he, how would he know she's here?
The surprise that appeared in Ji Yi's mind was not settled, and He Jichen was already standing in front of her.
The corners of the man's lips were pursed tightly, his face was a little frightened, and he stared at her bound hands and feet for less than a second, then squatted down, stretched out his hand and began to untie the rope.
His actions made her very close to him.
Ji Yi inadvertently saw He Jichen's white erect neck, and beads of sweat slid down into his shirt.
She was stunned for a moment, and then turned her head to look at He Jichen's slightly drooping face, not knowing what he had just experienced, in the winter, he was covered in sweat, and even a few strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat, and a few drops of sweat fell down his full forehead.
The classroom was quiet, and neither of them spoke to anyone.
He Jichen shook off the rope that was untied from Ji Yi's feet, first reached out and tore off the tape attached to Ji Yi's mouth, and then went to untie the rope on her wrist.
Before his fingertips touched her wrist, his eyes first saw the red stained on the rope, and he realized that the skin of her wrist attached to the rope was all worn out, and there were blood beads constantly gushing out.
He came to her and put her where he could see her, just to keep her safe, but he still hurt her......
He Jichen's fingertips shivered slightly, and his already cold eyebrow bones became colder and colder.