"Thank you for your medicine," Huo Yan didn't answer Lin Xi's question, and raised his eyes, "I'll transfer the money to you." ”

"No, my mobile phone was confiscated by the program team, and I can't accept it if you transfer it to me."

Lin Xi sat down on the chair and took out a large pile of medicine from his backpack and put it on the table, "It's not convenient for you to give medicine to the other hand yourself, I'll help you." ”

She pulled a chair to her side and beckoned, "Don't stand, sit down, don't be embarrassed." ”

Good guy, this familiar attitude and tone, as if Huo Yan was the one who entered someone else's house.

Huo Yan paused, but still sat down in the chair.

Black broken hair, eyes are silent, thin lips are slightly pursed.

is still wearing a black shirt, revealing an ascetic, indifferent and dusty temperament from the inside out.

At Lin Xi's request, Huo Yan stretched out his right hand.

Sure enough, the handsome guy is good-looking from his hair to his hands———

The shirt cuffs are pulled up to expose the wrists. The fingers are slender, the bones are distinct, and the back of the hand can be seen with slightly convex pale green blood vessels, but the wound looks really terrifying.

A deep wound, and the flesh was turned upside down.

The moment Lin Xi poured the disinfectant water, Huo Yan didn't move her brows, but she gasped in pain when she looked at it.

"Huo Yan, how did your hand hurt," Lin Xi couldn't help but ask, "Was it cut by a knife?" ”

Lin Xi asked naturally, Huo Yan raised his eyes and paused, "How do you know my name?" ”

"I asked the children in the village today, and they said that you came here a few days earlier than me, and you also came from the city."

While cleaning his wounds, Lin Xi asked in a casual tone, "I'm here to reform, why did you come here alone, on vacation here?" ”

Hearing this, Huo Yan's gaze flickered for a moment, and only when he came back to his senses did he respond lightly: "... Sort of. ”

Although the environment on this mountain is good, the place is too remote. If it's a vacation, how can you live in such a dilapidated house?

Huo Yan was obviously not a person who liked to chat, and he obviously didn't want to talk about his own affairs.

So Lin Xi didn't ask and concentrated on dealing with his wounds.

After applying the medicine, I wrapped it neatly in gauze and tied a beautiful bow at the end.

Lin Xi withdrew his hand with great satisfaction: "How is it, isn't it quite professional?" ”

Huo Yan pursed his lips and said silently, "Thank you." ”

It's too cold, it's really cold.

As the words fell, the atmosphere in the room cooled. Even if the person in front of him spoke politely, his gaze was distant, giving people a sense of unapproachable distance.

Lin Xi sighed slightly in his heart, his face was still crooked, and he stood up, "Since the wound has been treated, then I won't bother you, you rest early~"

The girl came suddenly, and she walked neatly.

Huo Yan raised his eyes again, and his eyes fell on the back of the girl leaving with her backpack, as well as the pile of medicines she left on the table.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the bow tied with gauze on his right hand.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate, and he picked it up with his left hand and looked at it, it was a message from his mother.

[Yanyan, you take good care of yourself in your hometown.] ]

[Rest assured, he knows that I didn't hurt me or embarrass me when I sent you away.] ]

[I know you want me to go, but I can't go right now, and it's going to be a while.] ]

[I'll pick you up after a while, let's change city life, you trust Mom.] ]

In a while.

Huo Yan's hand clutching the phone tightened.

The scene of that night came to mind—he plunged the knife into the man's thigh, and as he was about to go up, his mother pounced on him to stop him from being impulsive.

He was not impulsive.

If he had been impulsive, the knife would not have been in the brute's thigh, but in the throb of his heart. Left is just a life for a life.

But after all, I don't want to add more pain to my mother.

If the mother needs time to brew the courage to leave, then he can wait. It's been waiting for so many years, and it's not bad these days.

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