Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 78 Because we have all been exposed to the rain

He shrugged disapprovingly, "What is this? I have suffered more serious injuries than this." He took off the cover and poured all the disinfectant on the wound, as if it didn't hurt, but only his deeply furrowed brows could Seeing how forbearing he was, the reddened wound could faintly see the bloody flesh inside, Song Xiaolin couldn't help but also felt pain, frowning tightly, as if the wound was on her body.

"It hurts..."

Duan Yicheng: "..." The wound is fucking on me, why do you call it hurt? ? ?

After the wound was almost cleaned up, she tore off the adhesive tape of the band-aid, knelt down halfway, approached him, and carefully placed the band-aid on his forehead, where a small cut was made, and there were blood stains .

The girl's delicate face is suddenly close in front of her eyes. Her skin is fine, white and rosy. Her big beautiful eyes don't even blink. The eyes are dark but bright and clear. They look serious. The long eyelashes are reflected in the moonlight. Sweeping down a faint shadow, and the fragrance of laundry detergent on her body.

The sudden approach made the cold boy who was not good at words panic for a moment.

In the next second, he pushed her away violently, pulled off the band-aid with one hand, breathing heavily, and said in a bad tone, "Who the hell put this thing on your face, how girly."

Song Xiaolin was pushed so hard that he sat on the ground and got up cursing: "Why are you pushing me so hard?"

"Then why... are you so close all of a sudden?"

"I'll help you put on a Band-Aid."

Duan Yicheng's tone was blunt, "No need."

Considering that he saved her life tonight, her attitude finally softened: "Should we go to the hospital?"

He still replied angrily, "I'm not that delicate, and it's not serious, it will be fine in a few days."

It will be fine after few days?

She expressed doubts, the wound was turned over, isn't it serious?

Could it be that the seriousness in his mouth refers to the seriousness that must be hospitalized?
"Aunt Alan saw it, wouldn't she feel distressed?"

He lowered his eyes, feeling a little lonely, "I won't let my mother see it."

Mixed with the boundless night, the tone was extraordinarily heavy.

Song Xiaolin also sat on the edge of the flower bed, right next to him, and she gave him a bright smile, the purest smile without a trace of interest mixed in, as if blowing away the cold wind and warming people's hearts: "Duan Yicheng, thank you."

In an instant, his whole heart was suddenly and unsuspectingly soft.

It wasn't that she thanked him, but that he thanked her.

Thank you for giving him a new life and letting him have human warmth.

Thank her, even God has abandoned him, he is a walking dead man in hell, dragging a mutilated body and gradually falling into the endless abyss, like a rotten maggot that cannot see the light, he thought he would be so muddled in this life The world has passed, and there is not much difference between life and death, but because of her, he can return to the world again, bathe in the light again, and leave all the dark past behind.

After Duan Yicheng stared at her quietly for a while, he suddenly raised his head to look at the moon, but unfortunately the weather was bad, and even the moon was hidden, he curled his lips, and there was interest in his eyes, "You are quite fierce."

"what?"

He explained slowly, "When fighting."

Oh... that iron rod...

Recalling the scene when she rushed out to swing the stick, the sound of bone marrow shattering seemed to be heard in her ears... She couldn't help frowning, "Help me, it hurts so much."

She curled her lips: "I didn't think too much about it at the time, I just thought we could escape..."

"With Lao Tzu here, with thousands of troops, I can also lead you out together." He leaned back lazily, closing his eyes and resting his mind, even his voice was a bit idle.

Song Xiaolin suddenly remembered a very crucial question: "By the way, how do you know I'm there?"

"Uh..." Duan Yicheng suddenly sat up from his closed eyes, scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and prevaricated with a casual sentence, "I just... happened to see you."

However, it was indeed a coincidence that she and Xu Jiayi came out of the mall together.

At that time, he didn't know whether he had a brain twitch or something else, so he followed up sneakily anyway.

Later, Xu Jiayi took the bus and left, and she turned into the alley by herself.

On that road, the surrounding houses had just been demolished, and everyone moved away. A few days ago, an excavator accidentally shoveled the circuit, and several street lights were broken.

She is really brave, dare to walk such a deserted path?

Perhaps out of worry, he planned to follow her secretly and escort her home.

Coincidentally, after seeing those gangsters, they stared at her retreating back with squinting expressions, and after whispering for some reason, he followed behind her one step ahead.

He roughly guessed what these gangsters were plotting, and she was in danger.

The gangster followed her all the way, and he followed the gangster all the way.

But he was clearly there, but he didn't rush out at the first moment when she screamed for help, as if she was struggling in the water and he was watching the fire from the other side.

He thinks his heart is still bad.

He is selfish.

He thought that when all her thoughts were lost, his appearance would be as dazzling as a god in her heart.

How ridiculous, his ridiculous pride!

"But……"

Duan Yicheng interrupted her and took the initiative, "Are you a fool? How dare a girl walk around at night?"

Sure enough, Song Xiaolin was at a loss for words for a moment, feeling guilty: "I... I haven't walked this road for a long time. I haven't demolished the house before. There are lights and people living there... Who knows... Besides, I also wanted to go back the same way. Go, wait for Uncle Chen to pick me up at the bus station..."

"stupid."

She made a face at him: slightly slightly.

The evening wind is not biting, and even gentle.

He looked up, and saw the bright and clear moon finally sticking out from the thick dark color, hanging in mid-air, covered by dark clouds, for a moment he had the illusion that he could reach out and touch it, and the stars appeared together. When it came out, it seemed to be a dream catcher.

"I'm sorry." The wind blew past her ears, and his hoarse voice came along with it.

These three words were unexpected.

Song Xiaolin was slightly stunned, and looked up at him, but saw that his expression was sincere like never seen before.

At that moment, she seemed to know why he apologized.

She looked at him with a smile in her eyes, but her words were indifferent, "I won't say it's okay, because it does. In fact, I never forgave you."

Although I don't hate it anymore, once hurt is hurt, it can't be forgotten by saying sorry, time remembers, and her heart will always remember.

Duan Yicheng didn't feel too surprised, his eyes blended with the night, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he only heard him smile, but it didn't seem like he was smiling, "I know, you never forgive me."

"However, although I didn't forgive you, I didn't want to believe that you were such a bad person in the rumors from the very beginning."

"why?"

She lowered her head and thought for a while, then said lightly, "Because we have all been exposed to rain."

Because of the rain, so I know the feeling of the rain.

(End of this chapter)