C30 (2/2)

But, I also can't tolerate, or accept, the other person's intention to me, also has the possibility of harming …

I'm not weak, but I'm afraid.

Yin Yijie walked up to me and stretched out his hand with extreme caution.

Touching my forehead and looking into my eyes, he said in a low voice, ”Promise me that even if I did wrong, you shouldn't hurt yourself again, okay? I do not ask your forgiveness because I was wrong. But I hope that you can put it down and give me another chance, and also give yourself another chance.

Wrong, wrong?

What were we wrong?

Was it wrong?

I don't know, all I know is that I woke up in the morning and saw him.

Behind him, there was a glimmer of light, not bright enough, but just nice for me when I woke up.

It was neither dazzling nor dazzling. Instead, it was real.

I did my best to move away from him. His deep eyes were a little reluctant …

Someone is sad for you and very touched, isn't it?

Looking at his sunken eyes, dark circles under his eyes and his slightly pale face, how could I harden my heart?

I might be able to leave him with what little strength I have left.

But what if I leave him?

Other than making up, what else can I do under such a weak state?

Even if he wasn't my guardian, he was still concerned about me,

As for me, he can give me anything he wants!

Even if I don't want it, he'll force it on me!

Alas, that was the headache.

It's not that Yin Yijie gave me too little, but that he gave me too much.

More than my fifteen-year-old mental fortitude.

However, I really have no other choice.

Completely unconscious, I reached out my arm to stroke his messy hair. I bit my lips and asked in a low voice, ”Is the injury severe?”

Yin Yijie smiled. His eyes were shining brightly as he tightly held my hand and lightly shook his head while holding it close to his lips.

I never thought he would look so good, but that expression of his, which I don't know whether to laugh or cry, was so unsightly, so childish.

Yin Yi kissed my fingers, then quickly released them, stroking my hair and head, muttering to himself, ”Quickly get better. No matter what, as long as you remember, I will try my best to do it.”

He put my hand under the covers.

I turned my head and looked at the window.

”In that case, I will not be able to go back to sleep. I will have to get up.”

”Does your head still hurt? Do you want to get up?” Yin Yijie carefully pushed away the two strands of hair on my face and asked softly.

I blinked and thought for a while before I replied, ”I feel much better now. What day is it? ”

After my last three days in a coma, I had lost all sense of time. The biological clock, a bit eager to wake up and go to class.

”On Monday, I got you two days of leave. Have a good rest.” Yin Yiji was relieved and hurriedly comforted me.

On Monday, that means I slept for more than a day, and I can't go to school.

Yin Yijie walked to the window and opened the curtain. One floor after another …

He pushed open the door to the balcony, went out, and opened it again. The balcony curtain was left behind, there was only a thin layer of gauze …

The bright sunlight shined upon my reality …

Yin Yijie seemed to have lost weight again. He was dressed in pajamas, looking a bit empty and thin.

Under the sunlight, his handsome face seemed a little gloomy. His eyes were very bright, as if he was borrowing sunlight to dress up his heart.

In short, there were some contradictions, but this was the way he was …

At least, that's how I felt about him.

It was sunny and dark!

On the windowsill, in the vase, there was still a white tulip, like a still life.

It was unknown since when it had been like this.

Quiet, sometimes let me forget, flowers, will wither and wither.

There was only one person who kept changing his clothes and keeping that corner that was always fresh …

If you get used to it, you will feel close.

It was the feeling of home.

Now, I feel that this is my home. This is my home.

In a place that didn't need much, he opened the curtains for me in the morning and then, carrying a vase, went to change the water and add some water.

After a while, call me up …

Although I really want to go to school, my guardian is really stubborn, no matter what, he won't let me go.

Even the doctor said I could go for a walk and he wouldn't let me.

”Stingy and stubborn!” I suddenly felt that Ice of the Jade Urn was truly a genius, too intelligent, too astute!

Yin Yijie actually didn't let me go into the hospital.

Besides, men are weird. For example, he refused to be hospitalized himself, was severely injured, and was still at home wasting time.

After the doctor left, I was escorted to the living room balcony by Yin Yijie.

It was spacious, with a couch and a single sofa.

I sat down on the sofa and let Comfortable move a small coffee table in front of me. I started to read, and when I finished, I started to do my homework.

Class assignments were mostly drawn from after-school exercises.

I used to do it all, too, big but tolerable.

Now basking in the sun, I can still feel it, so I do it slowly, as much as I can do.

Still, I didn't want to abuse myself. It started with physics and numerology, then English, biology, geography, etc.

I couldn't do that much all morning, and I didn't want to use my exercise book.

I opened the loose-leaf notebook that I bought for comfort and took out a few, one class after another to do.

When he was done, he would take it back and hand it over to his teacher. At least I didn't leave it to him.

My schoolbag was lying quietly in the study room, just like Yin Yijie, who was sleeping on the sofa beside me. I didn't know when, but I had already come back. It was quiet as it stayed not too far away from me …

The sun is very fragrant, the air is very warm, I am learning,

Waving his hands, Yin Yi turned around and fell off the sofa. He hugged the blanket tightly and said with a low voice that was filled with anxiety and heartache.

I drew a line in the air, leaving an irregular cone of light.

Lifting his head, he bit his lip. He walked over and sat down next to him.

The carpet wasn't very thick, the sofa wasn't very high, and I didn't know if he'd hurt himself.

However, he seemed …

I was surprised when he fell off the couch and didn't wake up!

Could a wolf like him sleep so deeply?

I reached out my hand and stopped in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

My hand, where should I put it, where should I touch it?

Yes, he loved touching my head, my hair, my forehead...

I touched his forehead. Hot!

I pulled back the quilt, looked at his back, and gently lifted the hem of his shirt

I noticed that he, who usually wore very little, was wearing a vest.

Was it cold?

Or was there a wound on his back? Or do you use a vest as a strap?