Tender as wild

Chapter 92 Little Sun

The sound of wind and snow at night became increasingly clear.

After Bai Li arranged the medicine boxes neatly, she reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked back, her heart trembling.

Fang Ye has woken up.

His hair was scattered in front of his eyes, and his eyes burst out with a dangerous light. His eyes did not seem to be looking at Baili, but were so scattered that they were not focused at all.

Full of brokenness.

Bai Li reached out to hold his hand, "Brother, are you feeling better? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Cold sweat snaked down the man's features.

Flow to the jaw.

The lip color is very light, not a trace of blood can be seen.

After a long while, he raised his other hand and gently tapped Baili's head, "You don't need to go to the hospital, why did you wake up?"

When saying this.

His voice was very soft.

But it seemed like he had exhausted all his strength.

"Does it still hurt? You should rest first and stop talking."

After Baili finished speaking worriedly, she realized that when he raised his hand, his sleeves had slipped a little inwards, and there were a few more thin wounds on his arms. Fortunately, they were just red marks with broken skin, as if they had just fallen off the bed. , and it hit the sharp corner of the table.

She pursed her lips, walked to the medicine box on the table, and took out the band-aid.

Carefully attach it to Fang Ye.

Fang Ye opened his eyes slightly and watched her movements. The sharp beating of his nerves, as if cut by a knife, seemed to have no sense of existence.

He gradually ignored the pain and looked at his arm.

There were many scars on his arms, the most serious one was extremely ugly, stretching from the wrist to the forearm. He never paid attention to such small bruises.

But now the girl's hand was touching the ferocious scar, as if she couldn't see it. There was no trace of fear or horror in her clear eyes. Instead, she regarded the little bit of broken skin as an injury that needed treatment.

Carefully, put the band-aid on it little by little.

The veins on his forehead began to beat again.

His vision began to blur, and the ends of his eyes turned red. In order to prevent the girl from being frightened by him, he simply closed his eyes.

Then he actually felt that the pain that had tortured him dozens of nights was no longer unbearable at this moment.

……

Baili didn't speak.

She stayed with Fang Ye quietly, figuring out the pattern of his headache. When his breathing stabilized again, she ran to the kitchen to drink water, then took a deep breath and tried to help Fang Ye fall back to bed.

She doesn't have a strong body, nor is she gifted with any absolute power.

We could only lift him up slowly first, then move his arms, then his waist, and move them bit by bit.

After finally helping him up, she took the coat away and covered him with a soft quilt.

He said softly: "Brother, I'm with you. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. If you can't tell, just move your fingers. I can see."

I don't know if Fang Ye heard it, but Bai Li got off the bed, lifted a small stool and sat next to him, staring at his condition seriously.

Fang Ye was very quiet and fragile at the moment.

It was a huge contrast to his usual cold and cruel appearance.

Like a giant doll at the mercy of others.

But it still looks good.

It seemed that gradually, the effect of the medicine finally took effect, and Fang Ye's breathing became smoother, and there was no longer any panting and embarrassment.

Only then did Bai Li dare to relax a little and stretch her tired body.

His eyes turned to the cabinet opposite.

There are many books placed there, all English business books, many of which have signs of being read.

then……

Her eyes slowly moved downward.

Only then did I discover that among the pile of books, there was a separate empty space, which contained only a simple sketch, protected by a high-standard photo frame.

Out of place. But Baili recognized it at a glance.

This painting was given to Fang Ye before by her.

He said he still had it.

But he didn't say that he cherished her so well.

It was just a simple sketch she drew at random, but it was worthy of being treated like this.

The water dispenser in the living room made a beeping sound. Baili propped up her chin and looked at Fang Ye again.

There is no one in the world who loves her more than her brother.

This is certain.

……

It's dawning very quickly in Beicheng.

As soon as the clock struck six o'clock, the morning light slowly dawned on the entire land. The sunlight was still very light in color, climbing up inch by inch, and penetrated into the window.

Bai Li sat on the chair like this and watched Fang Ye all night. When she saw the dazzling beam of light falling on Fang Ye, she got up and closed the heavy blackout curtain.

The room was peaceful again.

Unknowingly, she felt a little sleepy, and her eyelids almost fell down several times, until they closed for the last time and did not open again.

When she woke up again, she didn't know how much time had passed.

He touched his head and opened his eyes in confusion before he remembered to take care of Fang Ye.

She was so frightened that she immediately sat up.

But they found that the room was still Fang Ye's room, and the person on the bed was missing! !
  Because she was lying on Fang Ye's big bed! ! The quilt covering him was stained with Fang Ye's scent, which was hard to ignore.

No?

What about people?

Lost it?
  Bai Li touched her hair in confusion and heard a faint smile from her left side.

Looking back with laughter.

Fang Ye sat on the chair she brought and sat on the table in the room. There was a computer in use on the table, with his slender fingers resting on it.

But his gentle eyes fell on Bai Li.

Baili's face was shocked! I was stunned, thinking of his appearance last night, and asked: "Brother, are you okay? Why don't you take a rest?"

The man stood up, came over with a glass of hot milk in his cold fingers, placed it on the table next to her, and then reached out to feel the warmth of her face.

"I've rested enough." He said, "Thank you for taking care of me all night when I was sick. I feel sorry for you."

That's what I said.

Baili didn't like to hear it.

She really didn't feel wronged.

Because people are mutual, Fang Ye used to take care of her in this way, but there was no reason why he wouldn't be able to do it when it was her turn. Moreover, Fang Ye had done so much good to her that she couldn't repay her.

So, she followed Fang Ye's example and wanted to touch his head, but the man was too tall, so she could only turn around, touch his hand, and said seriously: "Brother, for me, you don't have to So you’re so polite, isn’t it right for me to take care of you?”

Hear this.

Fang Ye raised his eyebrows, smiled suddenly, and slowly bent down to look at Bai Li's level.

His eyes were as deep as a deep lake.

He said every word seriously: "Well, I won't say it next time, but thank you anyway."

He felt that no matter how many years passed, he would never forget last night.

His last moments.

What awaited him was neither ridicule nor bullying.

But a Chapter 92 Little Sun said to him: I am with you.

Chapter 92 Little Taiyang has a habit of tearing off all the paper before putting on a band-aid.

When dozing off, he would reach out and pat his face.

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