Wei Ling carefully wiped the tears from her face. Seeing that Xie Zhujun had not woken up, he gently lifted the quilt and grabbed her little hand.
Xie Zhujun was about to do it, but the warm touch once again stimulated her nerves. What is this guy doing? Clean the room and wash her face and hands again. What is the rhythm?
Wei Ling wiped her two little hands quickly. At this time, he found that the upper part of her joints was red and swollen, and there was a little skin breaking. It was impossible to see it just now. Now the wound is particularly conspicuous on her fair skin. He glanced at Xie Zhujun, stood up slowly, put the towel in the bathroom, and opened the door and left the room.
The moment when Xie Zhujun heard the closing of the door, her mood became very complicated. She wanted him to leave but was a little reluctant. Maybe it was because she was too cold and she was particularly greedy for this warmth, but she knew very well that this warmth would not last long. She still had to learn to be independent and not give her heart to others easily in the future, because when she took it back, she was no longer the same as before, but she had become bloody and could not see clearly what she had been before.
The sky outside the window gradually became brighter, and her head was so uncomfortable that she couldn’t sleep at all. Just as she thought of getting up, the door opened again, and the sound of the plastic pocket made her nerves tense to the extreme, and she could smell the unique smell on Wei Ling.
Didn’t he leave, why is he back again?
Xie Zhujun was worried about what this man wanted to do. What did the bed suddenly collapse a lot. She could smell the faint smell of smoke on his body. It seemed that he had smoked a cigarette just now, and such proximity made her frown.
Wei Ling took out the ointment in her pocket, squeezed the white ointment in her injured position, and gently wiped it with her fingers, extremely gentle and cautious.
No one has ever treated him like him. Even at home, he would deal with the injury himself. A strange feeling arises in her heart. She wants to take her hand back, but she is afraid that the other party knows that she is pretending to be asleep, so she has to continue pretending to be asleep and pretend that she doesn’t know anything.
Wei Ling applied the plaster to the place where she was injured before slowly walking to the edge of the sofa and staring at her quietly. Maybe she was too tired recently, so she fell asleep on the sofa. Xie Zhujun opened her eyes and looked at him sleeping soundly, pursing the corners of her lips. She didn’t know how to face it, so she just pretended to sleep until the end, but she fell asleep.
Wang Haishan was woken up by the alarm clock. She saw that it was almost eight o’clock and was going to visit St. Peter’s University at nine o’clock. She completely forgot that she didn’t know how to face Chu Shuo. She quickly sorted out, changed into a beautiful dress and left the room. She looked at Lin Yifeng’s closed door and couldn’t help laughing, walked directly to the door of Xie Zhujun’s room and knocked on the door.
“Little Zhuzi, are you awake?”
Wang Haishan frowned when she saw that there was still no reaction inside. She couldn’t have been sleeping.I have been sleeping for a long time, and I started sleeping at around 3:00 yesterday afternoon, and it has been almost sixteen hours now.
She was afraid that Shu Ran would feel uncomfortable and couldn’t answer the door, so she slapped the door again.
“Little Zhuzi, I’m going to visit St. Peter’s University later, get up quickly.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the door in front of him was immediately opened. It was not Xie Zhujun who appeared in front of her, but a man.
Wang Haishan was completely stunned at this moment. She didn’t expect that there was a man suddenly in Xie Zhujun’s room, and he was Wei, the one who Xiao Zhuzi hated the most.
Netizens of the novel please remind: Please pay attention to your eyes rest when reading for a long time. :
Mausoleum.
“You guys” Wang Haishan covered her mouth, not knowing what she was going to say.