After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Xie Xunzi woke up after a while, the doctor prescribed some pain-relieving decoction for him, Nuanyang poured it down for him, a charcoal fire was burning in the room, and a window was opened for ventilation.Feng Yu sat next to him and accompanied him, seeing him wake up, she hastily brought a glass of warm water, Xie Xun was in so much pain that he couldn't get up, and every slight movement of his bones would hurt his heart.

"Don't move!" Feng Yu was in great pain, pressed his shoulders, and tightened her brows. She lifted his head and carefully fed him a glass of water. Xie Xun couldn't help but groan, "It hurts!"

"You still know it hurts, so you just have to fight. Why did you beat each other to death, you couldn't get up, Brother Fang was also seriously injured." Feng Yu didn't want to blame him, but she was really annoyed.

The Chinese New Year was full of joy, and they caused a lot of trouble, and everyone was anxious. Although they didn't hurt their lives, they were seriously injured. The doctor said that the bones would take a month to heal, and they could no longer use swords.

Self-inflicted suffering!

Xie Xun listened obediently. Feng Yu was not a nagging person, and she would not repeat it after reading it once. Xie Xun saw that it was getting late, and couldn't bear her to be tired, so he let her go to rest.Nuan Yang and Fei Ying will take care of him, the doctor is also in the house, he is not fatally injured, Feng Yu ignores him and asks Qiu Xiang to bring the porridge, she puts it aside and feeds him after it is warm.

Xie Xun asked, "How is Fang Chuning?"

"Second brother takes care of him, I don't know."

"What!" Xie Xun panicked, trying to stand up, sweating from the pain, "Is he sleeping in the second brother's room?"

"Yes!"

"Why, you prepared a guest room for him, why did he go to the second brother's room?"

"He is unconscious, and the second brother carried him, who dares to stop him. After all, it's your fault, if you don't beat him seriously, he won't have the chance to sleep in the second brother's bed." He tapped on the head, "Take care of yourself, leave him alone, take good care of him."

"..." Xie Xun thumped the bed angrily, "Vox, you are cunning and treacherous!"

Seeing him so lively, Feng Yu suddenly felt that Fang Chuning was merciful and that the injury was not serious enough. As soon as she thought this way, she saw Xie Xun's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely, obviously enduring the pain.Feng Yu was angry and distressed, and pressed him down, "Don't make trouble."

"Did the second brother come to see me?"

"No!" Feng Yu smiled, "You beat him up like that, and you still want him to come to see you?"

"I was definitely injured more than him." Xie Xun was not convinced, he was not as dark as Fang Chuning's attack, and he picked up the inconspicuous places to beat him, until his bones were broken.

"Why did you pick his face and hit him? The injury is so conspicuous. If I were the second brother, I would feel sorry for him more. I'm angry at you for being too dark. No one saw your injuries. Are you stupid?" Feng Yu also felt sorry for him. Just being tricked by Fang Chuning, but in the final analysis, they are in the same boat, and no one can blame the other.

"Taught!" Xie Xun gritted his teeth, "I'll fight him again when I recover from my injury."

"..." Feng Yu had a headache, and stuffed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, "Shut up!"

Inside Xie Jue's house.

Xie Jue always likes to be quiet, and there are only two people in the courtyard to serve him. He usually refills tea and takes care of his daily life. He never asks anyone to keep watch at night, so the courtyard is very quiet after nightfall.Fang Chuning never woke up. Xie Jue poured medicine on Fang Chuning and pushed him to the innermost side. Xie Jue also went to bed and sat on the bedside to read a book.

There was a dry towel next to his hand. Whenever Fang Chuning sweated, he wiped it off to keep his body dry and clean. Medicine was frying on the stove, and the whole room was filled with the smell of medicine.

Xie Jue was a little short-sighted at night, so six lamps were lit in the room. He remembered the doctor's advice, and put down the book after reading for a quarter of an hour.Xie Jue got out of bed and opened the window to dissipate the heat in the room.

He made a pot of tea, sat by the window to drink tea, and enjoyed the snow.

A quarter of an hour later.

I also drank the tea and enjoyed the snow.

Xie Jue turned off the four lamps, returned to the bed, lay down next to Fang Chuning, closed his eyes slightly, the hour had passed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, like a wild animal in a cage, calm on the surface but restless inside.

Xie Jue opened his eyes, he didn't know whether it was because he was tired or the night was too dark, his vision became more and more blurred.Xie Jue moved to Fang Chuning's side, and looked at him slightly sideways.Fang Chuning's face was bruised and swollen badly by Xie Xun's beating.

Xie Jue brushed his fingers between his brows, and the temperature on Fang Chuning's face was slightly higher than his fingertips.

"It's ugly!"

He had seen Fang Chuning seriously injured several times, but this was the first time he had seen his face beaten so badly.With only two lamps left in the room, the light in the tent was dim, and people's sense of smell and hearing became more acute after closing their eyes.

He smelled the long-lasting breath in the dream.

He heard a familiar heartbeat.

Xie Jue stretched out his hand, and hooked his little finger around the fingers of the person next to him, touching his warmth.

The dark night and the wind spread the breath and heartbeat wantonly, like vines entangled him, making it difficult to breathe, and those vines seemed to touch his eyebrows like hands in a dream.

Xie Jue thought of the late night in Beiman.

Cold and warm.

In a world of ice and snow, fighting all over the sky.

The attachment to each other at the time of desperation is like a yearning engraved in the bones, life and death, love and desire, go hand in hand, but they are pressed in the abyss by reason, unable to move.

Only such a night, such a snowstorm, such an unconscious moment.

Reason collapsed inch by inch, and lust was indulged.

Fang Chuning, who was in a coma, seemed to have his own consciousness, but also seemed to be a habit. The two hooked up with their little fingers, and gradually they didn't know who took the initiative, and they became fingers intersecting.

The most helpless thing in this world is to watch oneself sinking into the abyss soberly.