little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 30 He Didn't Die

Only then did Yan Weichu realize that he was absent-minded, and actually stared at his body in a daze.

Being pierced by him, her cheeks were flushed, she subconsciously reached out to brush her hair, and put her hair down to cover part of her face.

At the same time, she was thankful that he didn't turn on all the lights, but only a dim floor lamp.

"Who, who saw you?" Yan Weichu swallowed, put the medicine box in his hand on the carpet, and opened it.

He didn't make things difficult for her anymore, seeing her hands froze after she opened the medicine box, she didn't know which one to take first.

In fact, he was worried that she would be scared when she saw his wounds, and even more worried that she didn't like exciting sports like fighting.

Now it seems that he is thinking too much.

Fortunately she likes it, and fortunately his little fox hasn't changed...

"Sterilize first, use a brown bottle." He directed her to take the medicine.

"Oh." Yan Weichu followed his instructions, quickly took out the brown bottle, unscrewed it, and wet it with a cotton swab.

Take a cotton swab dipped in antiseptic solution, and look at his injured area to apply it.

Before he could take a closer look at the wound, he saw the blood stained.

Fortunately, it is not black, which means there is no poisoning.

That part of my heart was inexplicably relaxed.

It's just that the place where he was injured was near the mermaid line, and that place is really terrible.

Although everything that should be covered is covered, but...but...

Swallowing saliva, inexplicably dry mouth.

His hands and feet are all good, and she feels that he can apply the medicine by himself, and she doesn't need her to come at all: "How about..." Before you came, you heard him say: "I'm dizzy with blood!"

Sick of blood?He, a member of the fighting arena, told her she was sick of blood, so how about teasing her?Anyway, she didn't believe it.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, she frowned and stared at him suspiciously, trying to see if it was true or not.

He said again: "Dizzy with my own blood! Others don't faint."

Yan Weichu: "..." She still fainted from the needle!

"Hiss!" Before Yan Weichu had time to react, he gasped, expressing that he was a wounded person and hated the pain. The sound was neither soft nor heavy, and it could clearly enter her ears.

Yan Weichu didn't dare to hesitate any longer.

Holding a cotton swab close to his lower left abdomen, his fingers trembled slightly.

She licked her lips, trying not to think about anything else.

Help him focus on the wound.

"Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..." He muttered words in his mouth to calm himself down.

Taking a deep breath, he applied the cotton swab to his wound.

The wound was not very big, but the blood that flowed out was smeared, which was a little scary.

She gently wiped off the blood with a cotton swab, then disinfected it, and applied medicine under his command.

After applying the medicine, he pointed to the bandage in the medicine box: "Use a bandage."

His tone was as calm as possible.

But the undercurrent in his eyes was already evident.

May I ask a girl who has been hiding in her heart for a long time squatting in front of her, how can she let him hide again?
And a certain little fox is also uncomfortable, the tip of its nose is full of domineering masculinity.And well-defined abs.

From time to time, he approached, as if his body was on fire.

If it wasn't for her determination, she would really throw him down.

The cheeks are serious and abnormal, and the fingers pick up the bandage...

*
Comparing on his wound.

It seemed that he had to take off his trousers a little bit, so as not to tie his trouser waist together.

"Well, do you want to pull down your pants a little bit?" When Yan Weichu said this, he didn't dare to look at him.

Afraid he said: You come.

However, she didn't look at him, as if her mind was being spied on, she only heard his low and hoarse voice: "Come here."

Yan Weichu: "..."

His mind was at a loss, did he not treat her as the opposite sex, and let her pull his pants?
"I'm a good and reserved girl." Yes, that's right, she is a good and reserved girl, and she will never pick up other people's pants, especially for boys.

Good girl?reserved?

The corners of someone's pretty eyes twitched up, and a picture of her lying at the door of the box and taking pictures with her mobile phone naturally appeared in her mind.

What is she called reserved?Who will believe it?Anyway, he doesn't believe it!

"Get rid of those thoughts in your mind, why are you excited." His voice was cold.

However, just now she saw the dark tide in his eyes.

Could it be that I made a mistake?
Did he really not treat her as a girl?
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and puffed out his chest, expressing that he was also expected.

He watched her move and raised his eyebrows again.

If this continues, he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself.

The slender fingers hooked the waistband of the trousers, and then pulled it down, revealing a certain dark red mark.

"Huh?" She instinctively covered her eyes and screamed when he pulled his fingers on the waistband of his trousers.

There was no sound for a long time, the fingers were opened a little bit, the eyes were opened, and they could see through the fingers.

Seeing that he was still lying down properly, as for the pants were still on his lower body, the place that should be covered was still covered.

"What are you looking at, hang on!" His voice became a little colder, as if he was deliberately suppressing something.

Yan Weichu held the bandage in his hand with some strength, moved his eyes, and looked at his wound...

Unexpectedly, as soon as his eyes touched his wound, he saw a dark red mark at the place where his hipbone and the mermaid line connected.

Upon closer inspection, it is in the shape of a maple leaf and about the size of a thumbnail.

It was as if the Tianling cover had been split open suddenly, and the memory seemed to be smashed open, filling the brain all of a sudden.

The bandage in his hand fell to the ground, completely unaware.

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and wiped the dark red mark a few times, but it couldn't be wiped off, and it wasn't a tattoo.

"You, who are you?" Yan Weichu's voice trembled when he asked this question.

Eye sockets flushed, slowly filled with tears.

Who is he?Why is there this birthmark.

The face under this mask was not one she had ever known.

As if expecting her reaction, he narrowed his eyes and stared at her deeply: "Who do you think I am?" He didn't answer her, but asked her instead.

Who does she think he is?Who will he be...

"No, it's impossible, he's already dead..." His fingers clenched into fists, and the long and slender nails dug into his palms, bringing a heart-pounding pain.

She stood up, as if she was avoiding his death, and also as if she was denying that the person in front of her was not him.

But what about this birthmark...

*
He was dead, had died a year and a half ago.

When she heard the news of his death, she cried for a long time abroad.

A year and a half ago, she was suddenly taken out of the country by her mother, and she was taken out of the country overnight without even a chance to confess.

I wanted to wait until I got back to contact him and confess to him, but he couldn't wait for her to come back.

Shen Yeting is dead!Died in a car accident!
So he is not, he is not Shen Yeting, that birthmark is just a coincidence.

Closing his eyes, he backed away in a panic.

His face was pale: "You are not him, he is dead, Shen Yeting is dead!"

Yan Weichu made himself think this way, then turned around and escaped from the room as if fleeing from distress.

……

The door was open, and the wind from nowhere made his body tremble violently.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the pupils tightened in circles.

She knew Shen Yeting, and thought she had forgotten his existence?
Could it be that, a year and a half ago, she launched the 'Finding the Most Handsome School Girl' campaign, and the results had already been selected, and he wanted her to find the most handsome school girl?
A year and a half ago, he was still Shen Yeting...not some Shen Yemo, nor some P God, just a simple boy, Shen Yeting.

He is still studying in Zhide, not in Zhishang, nor is he a top student, but Shen Yeting, a well-known problem student of Zhide.

Still the same as usual, he was lying on the desk, doing nothing.

Until the brother next to him said: Zhishang's Yan Weichu launched the 'campaign to find the most handsome school grass'.

Everyone can put the most handsome boy in their minds on the post bar, but they must indicate what school they are in and what class they are in.

One thing that I didn't care about at all, I never took it to heart, thinking that who was full and had nothing to do or the teacher assigned too little homework, which led to this kind of energy to do such a thing.

He sneered and ignored it.

But who knows, after two days, the brothers around him started to discuss it.

【Damn it, this Yan Weichu looks good. 】

【Especially these legs are thin and white. 】

[This little dimple electrocuted me to death. 】

【It looks like a little white rabbit that needs protection. I am willing to turn into a big bad wolf and eat the little white rabbit with an 'owwow'. 】

[Don't be eaten by then, you didn't read what she said. 】

【what? 】

[I want to drink the strongest wine on my birthday and be the most handsome school girl! !This is not the behavior of a little white rabbit, it is the behavior of a fox, the behavior of a fox! 】

【Damn it, it's so rampant, it seems like our Lord Ting will take it away. 】

[I heard that she is still Zhishang's first sister, a violent loli, no one dares to bully her, and the teacher can't do anything about her, because she studies well and is Zhishang's face! 】

……

He listened to their discussions, and every word fell into his ears.

The only thing that is clearest is the word 'fox'.

Just when he was about to get up to play, the brother next to him handed over the phone: "Master Ting, I put your photo on it." '

He frowned, and replied coldly [Who made you troublesome, delete it. 】

He doesn't like to put his photos on the Internet. How can a person who doesn't even post them on Moments want to be admired by others on the Internet.

[Look at Zhishang's violent lolita first, what if it's your old man's favorite. 】As a brother, I am very worried. They are all adults, but they don't have a girlfriend around them.

Good looking, good family background, and the bully of the school, why don't they have a girlfriend? As brothers, they are very worried, so whenever they see a good one, the first thing they think of is their Ting Ye.

　Thank you for tipping 100 with your surname in my name, okay?

　　Master Ting is a man with a vest...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)