you are my white moonlight

As soon as Shao Tingchen's car drove down the hill, he received a call from his servant, telling him that Chi Shihui was scalded by hot water.

Without hesitation, he turned around and went back to the villa in the next second. Shao Tingchen quickly pushed open the door, frowning slightly showing worry.

A group of people surrounded the sofa in the living room, and the woman was crying in pain.

"Go away!"

I saw that Chi Shihui's exposed arm was blushing at this time, and a few small blisters appeared, her face was covered with tears, and her eyes were red.

"I just... just went to make tea for you, but I didn't expect..."

"It's okay, it's not your fault, the doctor will be here soon."

Shao Tingchen took off his coat so that it was easier to use, and helped her to roll up the sleeves higher to avoid accidentally touching the wound.

Xu was overly frightened, Chi Shihui's face was pale at this time, with beads of sweat and tears on her face, Shao Tingchen took the towel and wiped it carefully for her.

Still sobbing, "Brother Tingchen, will I stay..."

"No, don't think too much." It wasn't too serious, Shao Tingchen was much calmer, but his brows were deeply frowned.

The headache happened again, every time I saw her hurt.

Shao Tingchen closed his eyes, a scene reappeared in his mind, and a cold layer appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, Chi Shihui hurriedly said: "I'm sorry...Brother Tingchen, it's all my fault, it's my carelessness that caused...and you..."

Shao Tingchen shook his head, motioned her to stop talking, raised his eyelids, and could still discern the pain hidden in it.

"Old problem, you know."

Chi Shihui bit her lower lip with a worried expression on her face. She was about to say something to comfort her when the doctor arrived.

Shao Tingchen got up and went to the side. She really wanted to keep him, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Furious, Chi Shihui kicked towards the coffee table.

Noticing that there are other people beside him, tears filled his eyes again: "It hurts too much, doctor, please move slowly..."

……

The pain spread in his mind, and it was on the verge of breaking out even if Shao Tingchen took painkillers.

Fires, charred bodies, broken plush toys.

His heart seemed to be tightly clenched by one hand, he could hardly breathe, the incremental pills entered his throat, Shao Tingchen kept his hands on the table to avoid falling.

Ace opened the door and came in, "Miss Chi's wound has been bandaged, but now she..."

He stopped halfway through the conversation, and then stopped talking. Shao Tingchen had seen it.

Ace nodded, "Master, I don't think it's suitable for you to see Miss Chi again because of your physical condition. Some servants will..."

Something was thrown at him, his face was burning with pain, and Ace didn't say a word.

"I'm fine, I can't die." Shao Tingchen said sharply, and after a moment of relief, he walked out of the house.

Ace was by his side, not daring to relax in the slightest.

……

The whole villa was jumping up and down for some reason, and Jian Youqing could hear the sound of someone walking on the stairs.

The sprained foot was swollen at this time, and cold sweat broke out all over the body. It was pitch black and there was no light at all, and Ace was not outside the door.

Jian Youqing tried to kick the door open, but her strength was really weak.

Finally tired, he collapsed on the dirty ground, panting too clearly.

On the other side, Chi Shihui's traumatic stress relapsed, and he kept repeating the pain of being burned in his heart. He grabbed his hair and screamed hysterically.

For Shao Tingchen, it was equivalent to repeating the nightmare many years ago.

At four o'clock in the morning, the maid finally put Chi Shihui to sleep, and Shao Tingchen pulled his hair out.

His face was blue, gloomy and terrifying, and he lit a cigarette on the balcony.

There was only this single lamp in the dense night, and everything he could see was darkness, and Shao Tingchen's heart twitched suddenly.

He remembered that Jane Youqing was afraid of the dark.