[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

"Are you ok?"

Xiyuansi Donghua pursed her lips habitually after seeing the email, but forgot the swelling on her right cheek. She was immediately stunned by the stretch, and even her right eye was in severe pain. Trembling under control, Donghua quickly closed her eyes and relaxed her facial muscles.

After a while, the dense needle-like pain slowly dormant deep in the skin, Donghua dared not move any more, maintaining her usual expressionless face, she called up the number keyboard, but couldn't type "It's okay" for a long time. "A two-word answer.

She retched from being slapped, and now she was entangled with her thoughts, and her nerves were stretched into tight bundles. Donghua sighed irritably, put her phone in her skirt pocket, and went into the bathroom by herself, slowly. Slowly splash cold water on his face——there seems to be a burning coal hidden there, emitting a high fever.It has been a while now, and her right face is completely swollen, floating up high, the finger marks are clearly visible, and the small and dense red blood threads are densely covered around the finger marks, which shows how hard he exerted himself.

Donghua tried to touch it, and there was an unbearable dull pain in the place where the flesh touched the bone. The pain made people want to stomp their feet and cry, but Donghua didn't cry, she just closed her eyes and "hissed" He let out a sound, then continued to bend down, and slowly splashed water on his face more carefully.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door of the room. The sound insulation of the room was good, and she didn't know who it was, but it definitely couldn't be her parents—as long as it wasn't them, it didn't matter who it was.

So Dong Hua wiped her hands, walked out of the bathroom with the water on her face, opened her mouth and it would spread to the wound, she went directly to open the door, she was a little surprised by the knocker, but not too surprised.

"Aunt Xuezi..." Donghua subconsciously called out the person's name, and her lips moved so small that it was almost impossible to check.

The elderly maid called "Xuezi" only took one look at Donghua, tears streaming down her face, she stretched out her hand unconsciously, as if she wanted to touch her cheek, her fingers trembled with her voice : "Miss, miss—"

Dong Hua shook her head, and turned her side to let her into the room.

Xuezi brought the medicine kit. She is the most experienced maid in the family, and she has been taking care of Donghua since Donghua was brought to her parents.She just went to the flower garden in the backyard today, and in the end such a big incident happened. Although she has no right to intervene in the affairs of the master's house, if she had been there at that time, Donghua would never have been slapped.

Donghua pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, Xuezi sobbed softly, took out an ice pack from the interlayer of the medicine box, carefully wrapped it in gauze, and then carefully pasted it on Donghua's swollen right cheek.Xuezi moved gently, she hardly felt any pain, just closed her eyes and let the ice pack wipe away the swelling and heat.

"Master, he—" Xuezi spoke abruptly, her voice a bit stagnant, the maid watched the girl's face nervously, Donghua closed her eyes, her expression didn't change a bit, but she said "Huh?" in her throat, indicating that she was indeed I heard it.

Xuezi's heart felt sour, and tears flowed down again: "He quarreled so fiercely with his wife because he drank wine today."

Donghua actually knew that when he slapped her just now, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

But Donghua didn't react when she heard this sentence, but the tone in her throat changed from rising to flat: "Mmm."

The ice pack slowly melted, soaking the gauze wrapped around it. Xuezi put it in a garbage bag, then changed hands to make another one. After applying it, she used a cotton swab dipped in analgesic ointment to smear her cheeks.Donghua was tired from sitting, and she lay down slowly. The ointment was cold and soothing, more comfortable than an ice pack. She lay quietly, but suddenly two drops of warm water dripped on her face.

Dong Hua froze, a little helpless: "Aunt Xuezi, don't cry, I didn't even cry."

"I'm crying because you didn't cry!" Xuezi complained, but the movements of her hands were extremely gentle. She stroked the girl's smooth and cool long hair, as if talking to herself, more like talking to the two people downstairs. Complaint, "Such a good boy, such a good boy—"

Aunt Xuezi does rough work all the year round, her hands are not as long and beautiful as her mother’s. Xuezi’s palms are full of calluses and her knuckles are thick. At first glance, she looks like a man, but when she touches her face with her hands, it brings an unparalleled sense of security. feel.

Donghua suddenly felt a little ridiculous. People outside respectfully called her Miss Xiyuansi, as if she was really the "Pearl in the Palm". However, when she really returned to her home, she was just a punching bag. The maid will shed tears for her.

However, there was no emotion on her face, she sat up holding Xuezi's arm, and Donghua took out her mobile phone from her skirt pocket. She couldn't type "it's okay" just now, but now that she has applied an ice pack and applied medicine, it is finally enough It deserves to be "good".

"It's okay, thank you Akashi-san for your concern, but I accidentally sprained my foot, so I may have to rest at home for a few days."

She opened her eyes and said nonsense, waiting for a reply without changing her face.

After a while.

"Yeah, got it, please rest well."

Donghua knew that this matter was over, and Akashi Seijuro certainly knew that she was not sprained, which was something she was very sure of.Akashi is so smart and good at reading people's hearts, she can quickly understand the affairs of her family with just a hesitant pause, and she will probably have doubts about it. It is an irrelevant excuse, the more unbelievable it is, the timing is too coincidental.

However, the important thing is not the question of credibility. As long as this lie exists, Akashi Seijuro has excellent self-cultivation. Those nasty things are smothered in the public eye.

Dong Hua closed her eyes, loosened her palm weakly, and dropped the phone under the bed.

Aunt Xuezi quickly squatted down to pick it up: "Do you want to sleep for a while?" She slept restlessly, and Xuezi had to watch over it. If the wound was crushed while sleeping, the treatment just now would be useless.

Donghua breathes evenly, her eyelids are glued and closed tightly, but she mutters to herself: "He hates me, they all hate me..."

"What?" Aunt Xuezi didn't hear it, she bent down to listen, but she couldn't wait for anything.

Donghua has a constitution that is very easy to leave marks. She said to rest for two days, but on the fourth day, the right cheek was still swollen, and the pain had subsided. It must be caused by the daily taboo and Aunt Xuezi. The soup has an effect, at least I will not wake up from the pain if I accidentally press it at night.

On the head teacher's side, she just asked for a leave of absence, but it lasted more than two days, and the head teacher didn't call or send text messages to urge her, but just asked her to rest more.

Probably her father said something to her, but Donghua didn't bother to think about it.

During the few days she was resting at home, she stayed in her own room and ate in Aunt Xuezi's special kitchen. She cooked and delivered them, so she didn't have a chance to meet the bad parents.It is easy for Donghua not to have to be called over every now and then, except for the puncture wounds on her right cheek and palm these two days, she can almost be called leisurely, and she is quite optimistic: I am afraid it is not a blessing in disguise.

However, she did not forget her responsibilities as Matsukage Yuki. She has been catching up with the progress of the novel for the past two days, but she played a game of chess with Akashi and reviewed it in the library together. Di Pao was typing on the keyboard at the desk, writing coherently and smoothly.

She has always believed that creation is not joyful, but smooth and beautiful creation is; there is no fun in learning, only learning that can be easily rewarded.

Finally, after resting for a whole week, and also the first day of the midterm exam, Donghua of Xiyuan Temple returned to Luoshan.

It was still early, and there was no one else on campus, only the members of the sports department ran away in a hurry, and the morning class at the Toji Temple next door began.Donghua has participated in the imperial shadow offering several times, but she has never experienced the beauty and shock of Buddhism like this moment. She even thought that she saw the scene of monks clasping their hands together and chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Winter Flower stood quietly.

There were unhurried footsteps approaching behind him, followed by a clean and clear youthful voice: "Student Xiyuan Temple, good day."

When Donghua heard his voice, her heart tightened reflexively, she turned around and nodded to the visitor: "Student Akashi, good day."

Her cheeks had long since returned to normal, and the two arcs protruding from her cheeks were the baby fat of an adolescent girl.

The two walked slowly to the classrooms of group A together. Donghua was afraid of the heat as always. She only wore a short-sleeved shirt, but the skirt still hung obediently five centimeters below her knees, showing between the white socks. A snow-white calf.

They chatted one after another. At this time, there were not many topics in common, and the chats were always endless. However, the topic went around and around, and it never fell on the reason for her leave.According to social etiquette, Akashi Seijuro always asked politely about her injury—a sprained foot, but Akashi did not. Donghua felt sincerely grateful for this, and she even lamented that dealing with such a smart person as Akashi was really hard too convenient.

There was no one in the classroom at this time, and the desks were arranged yesterday. Donghua went to the podium to look at the exam arrangement, and after silently memorizing the time and subjects, she went directly to the second row next to the wall— — Behind Akashi.

On the first day she returned to campus, she quickly recovered, first dictating a piece of BBC news while not many people came.The earphones have been used for a long time, and the sound is a bit muted. When Akashi leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest, Donghua just leaned forward to listen to the news. The pure British accent sounded weakly in his ears. It was a coincidence , the children of several major Japanese chaebols, without exception, have learned an elegant and lazy British accent.

The content was very familiar to Akashi - he just dictated it this morning, and he still closed his eyes, following the content in her earphones to recite silently.

When the content of a section was over, the girl raised her eyes and glanced at the back of the red-haired boy's exposed neck. The red-haired boy was warm and restrained.She pursed her lips, and before straightening her body, she moved her lips and left a sentence, softer than a feather:

"Thank you."