Chapter 237: Mother's Topic
He seemed to have really caught his mother's wrist, and the delicate and smooth skin felt so real.
"Heyβwake up." Lian Wuxin looked helplessly at his wrist that was caught by the flower stain dust, is this guy's finger made of dark iron? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake off his grip.
Hearing the voice, Hua Zhanchen suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes quickly swept over her face, and looked at her hand, and her hand that he grabbed tightly, she still held a wet handkerchief in her hand, and her face still had a trace of wetness, obviously it was not his mother who just wiped his face, but her, Lian Wuxin.
He quickly sat up, his five fingers still clasped around Lian Wuxin, and after glancing around, he said in a deep voice, "Why am I here?" Why are you here? β
Seeing that he was sober, Lian Wuxin also had some less scruples, shook his palm that was clamping her with internal force, stroked the slightly bruised wrist, and frowned: "Isn't this clear?" I saved you, so you're here, so I'm here. β
Hua Ranchen obviously also saw the bruises on Lian Wuxin's wrist, a trace of apology flashed in his deep eyes, and then he returned to the deep and bottomless darkness, and said coldly: "Why? β
Lian Wuxin raised his eyebrows and asked, "What why?" β
Hua Ranchen stared at her eyes, the clear and brilliant light flashed, as dazzling as the stars, suppressed the amazement in her heart, and said, "Why save me?" I don't remember any friendship between us. β
Lian Wuxin got up, walked to the bonfire, picked up two dry firewoods and threw them into the fire, and said casually: "Do you need a reason to save someone?" β
Hua Ranchen looked at her, the cheeks red by the firelight added a touch of charm to her originally gorgeous face, and her eyebrows and eyes were raised, full of charm.
He heard his own heartbeat, so fast and helpless, he opened his eyes, and said astringently, "Don't you need a reason? β
Lian Wuxin hooked his lips, a faint smile overflowed the corners of his lips, and a touch of narrowness flashed in his eyes: "Of course I don't need a reason, I met an injured cat and dog on the side of the road, and I will also help." β
He turned his eyes to look at her, noticed the flash of narrowness in her eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "You are playing tricks on me." β
Lian Wuxin shrugged: "No, it's that you think too much." β
With two relaxed conversations, the originally tense and awkward atmosphere in the cave suddenly became much more harmonious, and Hua Zhanchen's face, which was originally smiling, was finally full of smiles again.
He pondered for a long time, and finally said to Lian Wuxin: "I'm sorry, thank you!" β
Lian Wuxin's autumn water-like soft eyes swept over her wrist, and the bruises were still clear and distinct, for her, this was nothing, but he said sorry, then she naturally had to accept it.
"It's nothing, you're just mistaking me for your mother." She also has a mother, and in this Kunlun Mountains, she knows the anxiety of wanting to see but not seeing.
At the mention of his mother, Hua Ranchen's face darkened obviously, and all kinds of complex emotions crawled all over his face in an instant.
Seeing him like this, Lian Wuxin couldn't help but sigh: "You still have a mother to recall, but I, but I have never seen my mother, not once." β
He raised his eyes to look at her, but he didn't expect that he and her, who were both fallen people at the end of the world, had a bitterness about their mother.
He was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, the first time he had talked about his mother since she left him.
This is a scar in his heart, a taboo for him.