just kiss me

Chapter 108 His Past
"Miao Miao." Ji Shili stopped her temper, and looked at Han Yin, "Mr. Xing should be hospitalized. I heard that he was transferred to Alice's private hospital. Ms. Han, don't pester my girlfriend, trouble."

After saying that, he grabbed Song Miao's hand, pushed her into the car, and walked away.

Seeing that his temper was so bad, Song Miao looked at him inquiringly.

I always felt that after she woke up, his temper seemed to be much worse, and it was easy to lose control of his temper outside.

It's not a bit worse than the gentle and jade-like appearance before.

"Ji Shili, are you okay?" Song Miao asked softly, observing his expression secretly.

Ji Shili relaxed and the speed of the car slowed down.

"It's okay." He said softly, covering up his irritable mood.

Song Miao still felt strange and stared at him closely.

When I got home, the usual cooks stopped cooking, and I went into the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time.

Song Miao always felt strange listening to the sound of water, and stood outside the door for a while, frowning even more tightly.

The thin hands unconsciously held the doorknob and twisted it lightly.

Not unscrewed.

He kicked without hesitation.

The frosted glass shattered all over the floor, startling the people in the room.

Song Miao stepped on the broken glass and saw the scalpel in his hand and the deep and shallow dark areas on his arm, and instantly understood what he was doing.

Walking over, snatched the cold scalpel in his hand, squatted down, and tightly locked the blood dripping down his forearm to the ground.

She clicked her tongue and reached for his hand.

Ji Shili hid back.

Song Miao forcefully grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the cold water. Without saying a word, he wrapped a white bath towel around his arm, and took another one to wipe his hair.

Ji Shili took a step back, not letting her touch him.

Song Miao stopped, pursed her lips, and said, "I won't ask, don't get sick, you still have a lot of patients waiting for you to save, Ji Shili."

"Don't touch me, it's dirty."

Song Miao's heart was gouged out when he first saw someone's voice being humble enough to be in the dust.

She was also so humble in those years, so she couldn't tell him that the world was good.

Empathy is a hypocritical word.

She couldn't touch his past without permission.

She is not a god, and she has no ability to redeem people from the abyss.

The only thing she can do is wait for him to take that step by himself.

Whether it is evil or good is his own choice.

The two of them were silent for a long time in the bathroom, and it wasn't until Ji Shili fell to the ground that the whole dead house began to breathe a little bit of life.

Angrily, Song Miao moved him back to the bed, and took off his soaked shirt. She froze when her eyes touched the deep and shallow dark areas all over his body.

Not daring to look, he threw the quilt on him abruptly, then stumbled to call Xia Yili.

When Xia Yili arrived, he raised his brows slightly when he saw the sleeping person on the bed.

Crazy like a lunatic last night, now vulnerable like a kitten imprisoned in a cage.

really interesting.

After checking his injuries, she asked Song Miao to cook porridge for him, and she slowly studied his injuries.

I didn't take a closer look last night, but now it looks like an old injury for many years, and it feels a little uneven, as if it was layered on top of each other.

He has been tortured since he was a child, shaping his outlook on life that wanders on the edge of gray.

He was cultivated as a seedling of bad guys since he was a child.

Small poor.

……

When Ji Shili woke up again, what he saw was the enlarged face in front of him.

"I'm awake." Xia Yili frowned, straightened his waist, helped him up, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, poor boy."

Ji Shili frowned suddenly, and looked at her defensively.

Xia Yili tilted his head with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes were full of his reflection.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm also a doctor. And you, your girlfriend has entrusted you with carte blanche to let me solve your psychological problems."

Ji Shili snorted, glanced at her with disdain, and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

Suddenly, his legs softened, and he rushed towards Xia Yili.

"I'm in such a hurry to throw myself into my arms, don't worry, we'll talk about it tonight." Xia Yili smiled and teased in his ear, and after helping him to sit up, he said, "I'm very interested in the things you injected into your body, so I can't wait until now." You die, you want to play now."

"What did you do to me!"

Xia Yili shrugged and said innocently: "I used your stuff, but your inventory has been sent back to my research institute, now you have nothing here, and I have changed the monitoring, Miao Miao is outside It was fun to play."

Ji Shili clenched his fists and stared at her.

Xia Yili reached out to touch his face, and said aggrievedly: "Don't be angry, I will really move you into the dissecting room."

Ji Shili opened her hand violently, and shouted angrily, "Song Miao!"

Song Miao hummed, leaned against the door and folded her arms to look at him, "I can't help it, I just know you and her, the forensic doctor is also a doctor, thinking that if you die, she can transport it away for you."

Ji Shili's deep eyes were full of killing intent.

Xia Yili hurriedly reached out to cover his eyes, snapped his fingers next to his ear, trying to hypnotize him.

Ji Shili didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly pushed Xia Yili away, reaching for the lamp by the bed.

"Ji Shili!" Song Miao took a few big steps, cut his arms backwards and pressed him into the warm bedding, "I'll teach you how to save yourself."

Ji Shili gasped for breath, and gradually clenched his fists.

The sound of chains being dragged filled my mind, and my dark eyes were gradually shrouded in dead silence.

The past that he didn't dare to face, the iron cage, and the woman's desperate eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

She said, "Ah Li, you can't, absolutely not."

You can't live like your father.

She used her humble life to tell him that he absolutely couldn't.

It is impossible to live as a demon, but he still walked that way.

Song Miao saw his lifeless eyes, frowned slightly, and looked at Xia Yili, "What should I do?"

Xia Yili waved her hand to signal her to let go.

Song Miao let go and sat down.

Xia Yili waved his hand in front of his eyes, and then said: "He is remembering, you go out first, I will hypnotize him."

Song Miao nodded.

……

When Xia Yili came out of the room, Song Miao was talking on the phone by the window. Seeing him, he quickly hung up the phone and walked over to ask, "How is he?"

Xia Yili condensed her, "He is the one who kidnapped you, and also the one who will keep you from getting rid of the virus in your body for the rest of your life. Why do you care about him?"

Song Miao smiled indifferently: "I'm happy."

"I don't want to care about you." She walked towards the dining table, ate and said, "Emotionally unstable, it is dangerous to be around him. He is different from you. He may have been tortured since he was five years old. You have seen him too. The wounds on his body, the shadow left by his native family, so you are not capable of saving him, and you can’t protect yourself now, so you should protect yourself.”

Song Miao frowned: "What can you do, or should I hire someone?"

(End of this chapter)