My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1303 The first effect
This short time is only 10 minutes. During these 10 minutes, Zhuo Qiu will maintain a clear consciousness, and will not be so delirious that he can't even tell people apart.

On this day, Zhuo Qiu woke up from his lethargy and slowly opened his eyes.

He probably has a memory in his mind, he knows where this is, and he also knows who accompanied him these days.

Whenever he goes crazy, these things will be forgotten by him again, it is a feeling of being out of control, even though he knows who the people around him are, he will subconsciously do harmful behavior...

But from the beginning to the end, the rioting factor in his body, the only person he wants to hurt is himself, but that person always leans over to hug him at critical moments.

This made Zhuo Qiu at a loss, and he had to desperately suppress the urge to hurt the other party in his body.

At this time, after opening his eyes, Zhuo Qiu glanced aside, and after just one glance, he froze, unable to move his gaze away.

There was a warm body lying beside him, and Anan fell asleep beside him.

The other party tilted his head slightly, as if he was not sleeping soundly, and his brows were still furrowed, looking a little painful.

Of course Zhuo Qiu saw the glaring wound on Anan's forehead.

Anan's facial features are handsome with a hint of coldness, which makes people feel that he is not easy to get close to.

This face is cold and handsome, but at this moment there are flaws on it, and the scar on the forehead is like a sign, constantly reminding Zhuo Qiu that he did it.

It was he who caused the other party to become like this.

A little further down from this wound is the eyes, if it is the eyes that are injured, causing irreversible consequences to the other party, Zhuo Qiu will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Without hesitation at all, Zhuo Qiu just stretched out his hand and gently stroked the wound on Anan's forehead.

The wound had already scabbed over. He used the pulp of his thumb to stroke and stroke it, not daring to use force for fear of causing secondary injury.

Zhuo Qiu's nose was sore, his eye sockets couldn't help but reddened, and there was a stream of heat continuously rising up, which made him feel the mist in his eyes within a short while.

He tried his best not to let the hot air come out completely, his hands began to tremble slightly, Zhuo Qiu hurriedly took away his hands in a panic, and took them back.

He is still awake at this time, and he will start to go crazy again after a while, it is these hands that make Anan become like this, he wants to control these hands, control...

However, just after Zhuo Qiu withdrew his hand, Anan woke up from sleepiness, opened his eyes and found that Zhuo Qiu was also awake, and his eyes suddenly revealed a light of joy.

"Brother, you're awake, you...how do you feel..."

Anan made a sound subconsciously, but found that his voice was already hoarse, as if he had been howling for three days and three nights.

But he didn't care about the dryness of his throat, he only asked how Zhuo Qiu was doing.

Because Zhuo Qiu's reaction today was exceptionally calm, and he didn't start going crazy as soon as he woke up as usual, this is what Anan felt happy about.

The other party's condition seems to have made a breakthrough, and the method of detoxification treatment has finally worked.

He didn't notice the distressed and complicated emotions on Zhuo Qiu's face, but asked again: "Brother, are you still feeling sick? Or...are you enduring now?"

Zhuo Qiu didn't speak, but shook his head, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he might not be able to hold back his emotions.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say, I will be with you..." Before the words finished, Zhuo Qiu leaned forward and stretched out his arms to hug her.

Anan froze for a moment, subconsciously shouted: "Brother?"

(End of this chapter)