Chatper 211 (1/2)

The wound on Su Ziyue's back is still in the healing period, and the body cells are growing, so the wound will feel uncomfortable, with slight pain and itching.

When I was discharged from the hospital, the doctor specifically told me not to scratch it no matter how itchy it was.

In the middle of the night, she fell into a drowsy sleep and felt that her back was itchy, and she wanted to scratch it with her hand.

As soon as she twisted her body, Qin Muchen leaned over from behind, grabbed her hand and wrapped it in his palm, preventing her from moving.

His voice had the peculiar haze of waking up in the middle of the night: "The wound is itchy?"

"Well, scratch it for me..." Su Ziyue squinted her eyes, her mind was still not clear, and she grabbed Qin Muchen's hand with her backhand.

Her unawakened voice was unbelievably soft. With a thought, Qin Mu moved slightly closer to her, fully awake, and whispered softly in her ear: "Don't scratch, you won't feel it when you fall asleep. It's itchy, go to sleep."

"Oh……"

Su Ziyue responded indiscriminately, muttered for a while, and then really fell asleep.

And Qin Muchen held her hand and didn't dare to fall asleep all night.

...

The next day, Su Ziyue woke up first.

Finding herself lying in Qin Muchen's arms, she turned her head to take a careful look at Qin Muchen, and found that he was soundly asleep.

After a night of sleep, his hair was messed up, his eyes were closed tightly, and his lips, which would straighten up when he got angry, relaxed and opened slightly. The whole person looked much gentler, far from the usual coldness inside.

If only it looked like this when I woke up... that would be fine.

Su Ziyue reached out and tapped his lips lightly, then quickly retracted as if afraid of being burned.

He took away Qin Muchen's arm that was still on her body, and got out of bed lightly.

In the bathroom, she turned her back to the mirror and tilted her head to look at the wound on her back. It had almost healed, but she could still see the wound and needle holes that were as thin as fishing line.

Fortunately, the wound is not very long.

Outside the bathroom.

As soon as Su Ziyue entered the bathroom, Qin Muchen opened his eyes, rolled over and sat up.

He reached out and touched his lips, looked down at his little brother, and raised his eyebrows: "If you fight hard, you will die?"

...

Today is the wedding of Su Yige and Gong Zeyang.

In terms of emotion and reason, Su Ziyue should - not go?

She didn't want to go in her heart, but she had to go because of emotion and reason.

Many of Su's employees should also go. She and Su Yige showed off their sisterhood in the company before. Of course, she couldn't miss her wedding.

When she came out of the bathroom after tidying herself up, she smelled the smell of cigarettes in the room.

Not very strong, but smells bad.

His eyes fell on Qin Muchen, who was half leaning against the bed and smoking a cigarette: "What are you smoking in the early morning!"

She frowned slightly, her tone was not very good.

Qin Mushen pinched the cigarette out of his hand when she came out.

He didn't answer her question directly, but got up and opened the window before looking back at her: "Go out first, and come in after the smell of smoke dissipates."

"fine."

Su Ziyue responded lightly, then turned and went to the cloakroom.

When she changed her clothes and came out, the smell of cigarettes in the room had disappeared. Qin Muchen was answering the phone on the sofa in his bathrobe. His hair was half wet, obviously after taking a shower.

Seeing her come out, he said something to the phone and hung up.

His eyes swept over her, and seeing her specially dressed up, he asked her aloud, "Going to Su Yige's wedding?"

She still hadn't forgotten that Qin Muchen thought she had no more love for Gong Zeyang, Su Ziyue was not sure what he meant by asking, so he only answered one word: "Yes."