108 Ways to Heal a Loyal Dog

(8)

The other person in the room remained silent for a long time, while Su Jingyan followed the nib of the pen beside the inkstone, habitually waiting patiently.

He knew that no matter whether this person accepted his kindness or not, he would give an answer.Or bluntly rejecting again, or silent body language.As for the latter, Su Jingyan has always been good at catching.

The man took a step forward and looked at him deeply. Su Jingyan noticed it, but just held the wolf and moistened it without thinking about it.

The room was extremely quiet, even breathing could be heard clearly.The corners of the rice paper were constantly blown up by the wind, so Su Jingyan had no choice but to get up and close the window, and take a look back by the way.

The eyes of the two collided, and the man who was standing upright turned his head quickly, clenched his fists and then let go.

He took another step forward, so the distance between the two was shortened to half an arm's length, so close that Su Jingyan could smell the saponins coming from him.

Su Jingyan gave up his chair and made a gesture of invitation to the man.

The embarrassed person looked back and forth between Su Jingyan and the desk several times, and finally sat on the chair stiffly.

Su Jingyan stood by the side of the chair, put down the pen, and slowly picked it up, showing the big student in front of him the posture of holding a pen.

First, the outstretched palm, with the four fingers together, the thumb facing upwards; then the four fingers are bent, and the pen is just between the middle finger and the ring finger; the index finger presses the pen holder, the middle finger hooks the pen holder, and the ring finger sticks to the pen holder; the thumb presses the middle finger Between the ring finger and slightly upward slope.

The young man's hands are slender and clean, slightly pale, holding a pen, but it is extraordinarily beautiful.Smelling the fragrance of ink filling the tip of his nose, watching the warm candlelight cast a light halo on the dark pen holder and perfectly manicured nails, the man who has always been self-confident slightly lost his mind, and took the paper handed by the young man in a daze. When the pen is facing the blank paper, it unknowingly reveals the hidden inner thoughts:

"...How should I write the three characters 'Su Jingyan'?"

This unexpected request stunned the owner of the name.

After a few breaths, Su Jingyan looked at him and blinked suspiciously.

The person on the chair raised his eyes to respond, hesitant at first, but quickly became firm, silently expressing his request with his eyes.

Su Jingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he withdrew his gaze calmly, took another pen from the pen holder, moistened the ink and smoothed the pen, and turned sideways to write down the three characters Su Jingyan stroke by stroke on the paper.

After finishing writing, the tip of the pen paused, and Su Jingyan added a step-by-step diagram of each step.

The man's eyes followed the tip of his pen, and after he straightened up, he stared at the three words intently for a long while.

He was reading, while Su Jingyan looked down at the person in front of him from top to bottom.From his angle, he could even see the man's hair spinning.

His hair was very thick and hard, but it was so soft and soft when it was let loose on his shoulders.Su Jingyan watched, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch it.

He resisted the urge, and his eyes wandered to the man's hand.

Compared with him playing chess and learning to move, his posture of holding a pen is really clumsy.Those thick, callused palms seemed to be afraid of breaking the pen holder, and every stroke was so careful that Su Jingyan seemed to be able to see the sweat secreting from his palms.

Trembling and unsteady, the man finally finished writing the first word Su.Standing neatly next to the three lines of characters that were used as a model, compared with Su Jingyan's self-contained and graceful handwriting, it looks more immature and rough.

Su Jingyan swept over, and almost at the same time, he noticed that the body of the person who was only a punch away was instantly stiff.

Am I a scourge?Su Jingyan thought helplessly, and nodded slightly:

"good."

His two words made the other person fidget, and sweat crawled up the tip of his nose.

Su Jingyan didn't understand why his admiration had the opposite effect. This man seemed to overreact to his words and deeds.He is not his master, nor is he someone of his own, even if he saved his life, he never thought of using it as a kindness.

Once or twice, he could tell himself to ignore; but slowly accumulating, Su Jingyan found that he could not be completely indifferent to his appearance.

He put his hand on the man's shoulder, patted it lightly, and explained in a warm voice: "It's really good...Go on."

The pen that had paused for a long time touched the paper again, still trembling, but compared to the first one, the second scene character was copied much more stably.

"... Su... Jing Yan..."

A slight murmur flowed out with the man's moving lips, while the person who was watching him write seemed to be shocked by the sound that slipped into his ears, and he quickly leaned back on the chair to resist the moment and get out of his nerves. The throbbing in the depths of the heart returned sharply and violently from the end.

He had never heard his name called like that before.Even if the voice is barely audible, muffled and hoarse, like a sigh blown by the wind.

However, he heard it anyway.

His move was like a stone thrown into the lake, startling the man who was concentrating on writing.

The pen holder shook unsteadily, the ink slipped from the nib, and with a snap, a smudge was formed on the last line of the words.

Before he had time to fully raise his head to explore, he could only stretch out his other hand in a panic, touching the newly fallen ink, as if he wanted to erase it.

"……what you do……"

Su Jingyan grabbed his wrist, but it was too late, the ink had already stained the man's fingertips, but at this moment, he had no time to think about the reason that prompted him to act, but could only act as if he had been bewitched, immersed in In those long eyes hidden behind the mask.

Most of the time those eyes are calm, like an abyss, but at this moment, they are mixed with various fragile emotions such as helplessness, embarrassment, self-blame, loss, panic, etc. At the source of those chaos, Su Jingyan See longing and devotion.

That kind of... was already too unfamiliar to him.

……

Suddenly letting go of the other person's hand, Su Jingyan turned around and strode out, and pushed the door open with a bang, the cold wind poured down, and the autumn rain hit his face, instantly overturning his chaotic and troubled heart, breaking his connection with emotions .

He leaned on the door frame and let out a deep breath without looking back: "It's late at night, your injury is still unhealed, so you should rest early."

There was silence behind him.

Su Jingyan still maintained the same posture, forced himself to shift his attention from behind to the drifting rainy night in front of him, and insisted stubbornly: "Please go to bed, Your Excellency."

As if aware of his persistence, the dry male voice finally responded: "...Yes. Please trouble sir."

Without looking back, Su Jingyan walked into the rain with his usual calmness and turned towards the kitchen.

The door slowly closed behind him, dividing the bleak rainy night from the warm room, and at the same time blocking the pair of eyes that were staring deeply at Su Jingyan's back.

"morning."

"morning."

On the second day, Su Jingyan got up half an hour earlier than usual.The entire courtyard is still shrouded in darkness, only a gleam of dawn in the sky, showing the difference between the dark night and the early morning.

The two met in the kitchen, and the other party obviously came earlier than Su Jingyan, and was already sitting in front of the stove, boiling a pot of hot water.

They greeted each other briefly, the man filled the copper basin in his hand with hot water, then turned back to prepare breakfast, everything seemed to be the same as the previous few days.

Su Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he went to serve breakfast after washing up, the awkwardness in his heart disappeared.

... Another day is over.Changing the dressing and checking the pulse as yesterday, after that he read his book and played chess, and the other went to the stream to wash his changed clothes.Then dinner, wash, bed.However, when I lay down on the bed at night, the inexplicable loss that had been entrenched in my heart for a whole day became more intense.

——It seems that playing chess alone is a bit boring.

Su Jingyan thought for a while, came to a simple conclusion, and closed his eyes in relief.

In the following days, a similar composition was repeated.Apart from the fact that the patient spends all his time moving his muscles and bones on housework, the two people in this bamboo house are like the most common doctor-patient relationship, polite, polite, and at the same time... alienated.

The little bit of intimacy and familiarity in the past seems to have never appeared under the tacit understanding between the two of them.He never marveled at his craftsmanship, nor did they play chess on the same stage, nor did he stare at him while he was writing.

In a blink of an eye, more than 20 days have passed since the unconscious man was picked up from the stream in the middle of the night.

Su Jingyan went down the mountain early in the morning, the sun was setting, and he returned with a pile of purchases covered in dust.

Those who stayed were adjusting their breaths cross-legged in the study.I don't know if it's the sword doctor's exclusive ointment, or his own strong physical fitness, but his trauma has healed far beyond expectations. Two days ago, another person had already removed the stitches for him.

The bone-deep wounds have become wide and ugly scars, covering and overlapping the old things, and the intact skin, it is conceivable, will also undergo similar changes.

When the stitches were removed, he remembered that the young man's gaze stayed on his wound for a much longer time than normal.He lowered his eyes, restrained the desire to explore, and tried his best to withdraw his mind from the breath that the man sprayed on the wound.

It's not hard to do, just like seeing his shadow reflected in the window at this moment, without getting out of bed immediately.

The person outside the door stood for a while, then raised his hand.

The door opened, and a man in a blue shirt stood expressionlessly at the door, looking down at him from top to bottom because of his height.

Su Jingyan took a step back, opened a little distance, and asked softly, "Can I come in?"

The people inside step aside to open the entrance.

Su Jingyan walked in and spread out the bundle in his hand on the desk.

Two coats, two sets of coats, a large wooden box packed with medicinal materials, a small wooden box filled with vials of wound medicine and another box of antidote.

He took things out of the bag one by one, and every time he took out one, the man's dark eyes dimmed.

"You should go."

Under the candlelight, Su Jingyan looked directly at the person in front of him. As usual, the patient he picked up pursed his lips, remained silent, and closed his eyes, showing no emotion.

He does have this ability.When there is nothing to hide, he is frighteningly calm; and when he decides not to reveal a trace of his inner thoughts, he can really keep everything tight and flawless.

But this time, Su Jingyan miscalculated.The man who had been hanging his head in the field of vision suddenly raised his head, and looked straight at him without dodging or avoiding.

His gaze lost its murderous look, leaving only the tenacity and sharpness inside, like a sharp blade, which neatly tore away the layers of protection wrapped around his body.

However, just as suddenly as when he came, the piercing gaze only stayed for a moment, then moved away, and the man returned to his usual appearance.

Su Jingyan's heart tightened, and he instinctively wanted to say something, but he opened and closed his lips several times, but he couldn't find the right words.

During this period, the other person walked into the room and came back again.He silently came to Su Jingyan's side, wiped the sweat off the object in his palm with his sleeve, and after making sure that there was no trace of dirt, he put it on the table in front of Su Jingyan.

It was a plate made of pure gold, with the family crest engraved on the front, and on the back... Su Jingyan flipped it open, and two numbers were engraved on it.

——Wuchen.

Su Jingyan raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, his previously gentle gaze was slightly cold.

"During these days, I have been taken care of by Mr...." The tall and strong man was a little embarrassed. He wiped the sweat from his palms on his trouser legs, lowered his head to avoid Su Jingyan's sight, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is Mr. You... deserve... ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Jingyan threw the gold medal back into his arms, and the displeasure between his brows had turned into anger.The corners of his mouth curled up, and he sneered coldly:

"I didn't expect Your Excellency's life to be so valuable."

"but……"

The youth changed the subject and stopped ridiculing, but it was completely meaningless.

"Saving you, to me, is no different from saving a kitten or puppy.

"Your Excellency, you should keep this kind of thing in the store to buy medicine in the future."

Su Jingyan vented the strange emotions in his heart, then turned around without hesitation, and walked out of the study.

The man holding the gold medal hung his head sideways, his joints creaked, but his body remained motionless, like a clay puppet.

The author has something to say:

I'm so sleepy I can't get on the bed first.

Post this half of the chapter first because I don’t know the time code for the second half of the chapter →_→ 3 days without updates or something seems a bit too much for the honeymoon period ah cough cough cough

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After completing the completion, the name of the loyal dog of ORZ appeared, everyone made it...→_→