Fate in online games

Chapter 285 Jian Qi Injured

"My brother..." Su Xueming's eyes fell on the black suit with a dark stain on his abdomen, and the faint smell of rust-like blood came from the tip of her nose, making her voice stuck in her throat.

Because of the backlight when he entered the door just now, she didn't notice that the suit on his abdomen was darker than the surrounding ones, and she, who was shocked by the cold air on his body, didn't notice the smell of blood on his body for a moment.

Jian Qi's lips were a little white, and now there was a bitter arc: "Su Qin is fine."

She was speechless for a moment, pursed her lips, and ran resolutely to the cabinet under the TV, took out the medical kit, walked up to him, bent down and unbuttoned his suit jacket without saying a word.

His fingertips resting on the sofa moved slightly, but after all he said nothing, he closed his eyes and let her clumsy movements go.

When the buttons were unbuttoned, she saw that the dark blue shirt on his abdomen was almost stained black, and the smell of blood became more obvious.

She clenched her fists tightly, looked at the bandage wrapped around his waist, and asked seriously: "Your wound didn't open because you came to me, did it?"

"..."

He didn't speak, just avoided her eyes.

With trembling hands, she unwrapped the bandage around his waist, her breathing became disordered when she saw the open wound, and she clumsily picked up the alcohol to disinfect it.

"Hiss—" He gasped, his eyes were a little loose.

She stopped and looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Just wrap it up. I changed the medicine before I came, so I don't need to use alcohol to disinfect it." He forced a smile.

Without saying a word, she picked up the bandage and wrapped it around his body with difficulty, circle after circle.

When she finished wrapping the bandage, he was already asleep when she looked up. Although he was asleep, his brows were still frowning and his head was sweating profusely.

She ran to pick up the veil, carefully wiped the sweat off his face, and was slightly taken aback when she saw the blue shadows under his eyes. How long has he not slept?

She put away the medicine box, took out a small blanket and covered him, looking at his soft and beautiful face because of his weakness, she was a little dazed.

Does he have such a side?

She still prefers his unrestrained appearance.

like?

Su Xueming's complexion was a bit ugly, she sat across from him in a daze, sank into the sofa, and looked at his soft sleeping face in confusion.

"Beauty, it's wrong to be distracted when there are people who don't know the situation and don't know whether it's an enemy or a friend."

"Do you suddenly feel so small?"

"We are like the stars in the sky, one less is not much, and one more is not many, but if every star is self-pitying, immersed in its own world, and does not merge with the night sky and bloom their brilliance together, it will It wouldn’t be as beautiful as it is now.”

"I just want to tell you that everyone has something painful, some people face it bravely, overcome it, and find more beauty to cover it, while some people run away, thinking that they have covered everything, not knowing that it has been Inflation, once triggered again, the pain will only get deeper."

"I don't know why, but your hair fragrance always fascinates me."

……

"Su Xueming, do you have to speculate about me with malicious intent?"

A picture after another flashed through Su Xueming's mind, and finally stayed on his pale and weak face.

Only then did she suddenly realize that she still remembered all the pictures and even the conversations after they met.

She hung her head, clasped her hands on her knees.

She couldn't deny the inexplicable emotions in her heart, every time she was so angry that he jumped up, every time he could stir up her emotions and disturb her emotions...

She sank into self-loathing.

She was already with Li Sheng, so she shouldn't be entangled with Jian Qi anymore, but...she raised her head and looked at him, frowning.

Damn!

"Well--"

Jian Qi let out a soft cry.

Su Xue sat down next to him subconsciously, staring at his face seriously.

He slowly opened his eyes, his deep black eyes were a little unfocused, he blinked before meeting her gaze, and smiled evilly: "Madam."

This low and magnetic call with a bit of hoarseness and weakness made her heart tremble. She had never experienced his affectionate call in detail before because she deliberately avoided it. Now...

"Madam?" When she didn't agree, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes, his distracted eyes filled with helplessness.

"I'm here." She said with some difficulty.

As her words fell, he showed an unprecedented innocent and satisfied smile: "That's great, I knew it was a dream, only the lady in the dream would respond to me."

Her heart suddenly ached.

He has always been strong in front of her, even if he occasionally shows weakness in front of her, he will just talk about some past events to arouse her compassion like that time in his villa.

How had he ever been like this in front of her...

"My lady, this dream is really real," he held her hand, "I still feel a little pain in my waist, the dream is getting more and more real."

"Jian Qi." Her voice was a little sour.

"Miss." He sat up with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to catch her.

She wanted to push him away, but she was afraid that his wound would open again, so she yelled angrily: "Let go soon, what will happen when the wound opens again!"

He smiled foolishly: "No, you won't get hurt in your dreams."

"..."

She cursed secretly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Where is my brother?"

His body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed quickly: "In my private villa."

She breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her hand to touch his hair, it was so soft that she couldn't put it down: "How did you get the injury on your waist?"

He was startled, and didn't answer her words, but sat up with difficulty, looking at her with complicated eyes: "It's not a dream..."

"Huh?" What?
"Even in the dream, you would never speak to me in this tone. This is not a dream." Cold sweat broke out on his forehead again, but he didn't pay attention, but looked at her blankly, "It's just that since it's not a dream, ,Why……"

She never thought that he was so fragile in private, and his heart was in a mess, which made her feel irritable again.

Because of the action just now, the blanket that had been covering him had fallen to the ground, revealing his strong and strong chest, which looked full of infinite power and perfect and charming.

She suddenly understood why she would leave every time before when he made her feel irritable.

(End of this chapter)