To The Lovely You

  Su Rourou looked at the pink gauze in his hand, and immediately dropped the rabbit in her hand, dropped the chocolate, and ran towards him.

   Her heart was full of guilt: "How is it, how are you?"

  Luo Yichen secretly glanced at her through the slit of his eyes, and continued to roll on the bed: "It hurts!"

   Looking at the forbearing expression on his face, Su Rourou's guilt became stronger.

   She thought that although there were many scars on his hands, they were all minor ones and should not be a big problem. I didn't expect that someone as cold as him would actually roll on the bed in pain... It must be very painful, right?

   "Quick, show me."

   She tried to pull his hand, but Luo Yichen waved it away.

   "No, let me die!"

  Su Rourou was a little puzzled: His tone sounded like a child being angry?

  Luo Yichen went on to say: "Some people only care about watching TV shows and eating chocolate, and they don't care about my life or death. Alas, I was injured so badly trying to save her. I'm so stupid!"

   His accent was specifically on the words "such a serious injury", and then he continued to peek at Su Rourou's expression through the slits of his eyes.

   "How can I be like what you said..." Su Rourou murmured in a low voice, her face wrinkled into a ball.

   She knelt on the bed with both knees, and went to hold his hand again: "Stop screaming, what's the use of screaming in pain, show it to me."

   This time, Luo Yichen didn't "resist" any more, but gave her his hand obediently. A treacherous smile flashed across his face buried on the pillow.

   "My God! Why do you bleed so much again?" Only then did Su Rourou realize that there were bloodstains on the gauze. When she bandaged him, there was obviously not so much blood.

  Luo Yichen looked at her worried eyes with satisfaction, and snorted angrily: "You just saw it? Do you know how painful I am?"

  Yes, when he saw Ke Shaoze sitting side by side with her and handing the little rabbit to her palm, his heart really hurt...

"Hurry up and get the medicine! You've been back for so long, and you don't know how to remove the gauze. The weather is so hot, of course it's not good to be stuffy inside..." Su Rourou dropped his hand and searched for medicine all over the room. box, while talking.

   Listening to her talk, the smile in Luo Yichen's eyes became stronger and stronger: "You think I don't want to? But no one helps me get medicine."

   "...Where's the godmother?"

"out."

   "Where's your servant?"

   "I don't like people touching me."

  “…”

   In the process of looking for the medicine box, Su Rourou repeated the last sentence he said repeatedly in her heart, "I don't like others touching me"...

   Then she is not someone else?

   After giving Luo Yichen the medicine, Su Rourou began to chase people: "Go back to rest quickly, it will not hurt when you fall asleep."

  Luo Yichen looked at the mummy-like hand she had just bandaged, and frowned lightly: "But, there is no air conditioner in my room... It's such a hot day, what do you think my wound is pus?"

   When he said this, he pouted and looked at Su Rourou with wide eyes.

  Su Rourou felt a chill: Why is this guy so strange tonight? Coquetry and cuteness, come in everything? It's usually too cold to be so cold...

   "What do you want?" she thought, and she probably guessed his intentions.

   Luo Yichen's face flashed an imperceptible smile, and he coughed twice: "I... can I not leave?"

   "Yes!" Su Rou Rou agreed simply. Not only did he agree, but he gently gave him a hand and motioned him to lie down.

   "Really?" The corners of Luo Yichen's lips couldn't help rising. Just as he was about to reach out and hold her, he even took her to lie down together... Then he saw Su Rou Rou jumped onto the desk swiftly, with one hand on the window.

   "I'll give you my air conditioner tonight, and I'll go to sleep in your room!"

   "..." Looking at her figure disappearing behind the light blue curtain, Luo Yichen pursed his mouth tightly, and suddenly didn't want to say a word.