Chapter 302 (1/2)

Jinuan is really not a crying woman.

But when she just sat down in the deep field of ink and pulled his shirt open, she saw that he had not only hurt his back and head, but also all over his body were faint scars. At the same time, when he saw some blood beads slowly rolling down at the back of his neck and brain, the tears suddenly fell out.

It turns out that those people didn't just lock him there. Just before they were locked in on the first day, they must be forced by severe punishment. However, Mo Jingshen was too difficult for them to control, so they were discouraged at last. They just closed him like this and tried to get words out of his mouth.

But they finally miscalculated.

Mo Jingshen is about to push her hand away, but Ji Nuan stubbornly helps him take off his clothes behind him. The blood on his back and the cloth on his shirt are already stuck on his back and can't be taken off smoothly. Ji Nuan carefully tears it. She feels that although the man hasn't moved, she looks forward and sees that Mo Jingshen closes his eyes at this moment.

It must still hurt.

It's impossible not to hurt. In this way, the skin and blood are torn off. How can it not hurt.

”Cry out if it hurts.” Ji Nuan raised his hand and wiped his tears. He wondered whether he would tear it off all at once or slowly, but the slower it was, the more painful it was.

”It won't hurt if you shout it out?” The man's voice is like a faint smile, low and deep, which can calm her mood anytime and anywhere.

Ji Nuan suddenly got up, went to the bathroom in the cabin and took a clean towel, folded it into a square and handed it to him: ”then you bite first.”

Mo takes a deep look at her wet eyes and crying red nose, gently hooks her lips, reaches out to connect the towel, but it is beside her, and pulls Ji Nuan to sit on his leg, holds her, raises her hand to touch her long hair, and looks at her eyes that have never shed tears in the camp, whether they are scolded or beaten Now the little woman of life and death is crying like this because of his injury.

Men's long fingers shuttle through her hair, and finally stay on her back, gently and slowly.

”Warm.” The man's gentle and patient voice was in her ear.

Ji Nuan knows that she lost her temper. She raises her hand and wipes her nose. Then she looks up at him with her clear and still slightly wet eyes.

”Pain is inevitable, I am human, I will also hurt, but the pain on the surface of the skin can not compare with what you have experienced today.” He stroked her back, Wen said: ”in such a place, with such experience, people will instinctively realize the fragility of life and cherish the peace in front of them. It's lucky to keep their lives. These injuries only need to be treated for a period of time to recover, but once they are hurt, they will only get deeper and deeper.”

Jinuan hugs his neck and buries him in silence.

”Today, I don't want to happen a second time. I never want to do it again.” He put his hand around her waist, and even if he didn't eat for many days, he was still steady and powerful.

She knew that Mo's mood in the depth of field was so overwhelming.

Ji Nuan sat in his arms and said ”um” softly, without refuting.

Now he's an injured person. What he says is what he says. She doesn't argue with him or stubborn him.

”Well, it's traumatic. Wipe your tears.” The man patted her on the head again: ”go and get some warm water and rub it down a little bit along the wound behind, so that the clothes can be taken off.”

Ji Nuan wiped his eyes, stood up to do it, went to the bathroom to get warm water, and when he continued to prepare to help him deal with the wound behind him, he hesitated for a moment: ”it's like this, you can touch the water again?”