Qiao Xi shook her head, "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going to your house, and you bandage me up."
Lu Huo frowned, "No, your wound is deep and needs professional care."
"It's useless to go to the hospital." Qiao Xi told him, "Only you can see me, and I can't bandage even if I go to the hospital."
"What do you mean?" Lu Huo looked at her.
"Only you can see me, and no one else can see me." Qiao Xi walked up to a person and shook his hand in front of the other person. The other person didn't respond at all. Qiao Xi asked Lu Huo: "Did you see it?"
She walked back to him, her hands were still bloody, her eyes were red, she was miserable, "I didn't lie to you, don't be afraid of me."
Lu Huo's eyes darkened, "Who are you?"
Qiao Xi stared at him resentfully, "You forgot me again, you used to call me Xixi."
Lu Huo subconsciously tightened his hands on the armrest, inexplicably, the tattoo on his chest seemed to be hot, and under his chest, a heart was beating wildly, as if responding to the girl in front of him.
He pursed his lips.
Qiao Xi looked at him eagerly, "Are you afraid of me?"
Lu Huo shook his head, she gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity, and he did not resist her.
Knowing that Lu Huo is not afraid of herself, Qiao Xi can't laugh either, she is in too much pain now, too much pain!
There was chaos in the bar. When the bar manager arrived with security guards, Lu Rongyao was pinned to the ground and beaten up. They were only high school students, while the opponents were gangsters who fought hard. Seriously.
The clothes on his body were torn to pieces, and one leg was severely trampled and fractured. He hugged his leg and lay on the ground crying out in pain.
How can there be any pride in the always arrogant little overlord? The pain was tearful and runny, and I was in a panic.
Qiao Xi didn't sympathize with Lu Rongrong at all, and only felt that Lu Rongrong deserved it.
Lu Huo took Qiao Xi away.
Coming out of the bar, the blood on Qiao Xi's hands gradually decreased, and the bloody wound on the palm of his hand was healing little by little. Although it was slow, it could be seen that he was recovering.
Lu Huo's wheelchair turned quickly, and it was obvious that he was anxious.
Qiao Xi followed him and was about to get in the car. The driver in front said to Lu Huo anxiously, "Young Master was beaten in a bar and was seriously injured. I'm going to send Young Master to the hospital now."
Lu Huo glanced at Qiao Xi's hand next to him, before he said, "Well, I'll take a taxi back."
The driver breathed a sigh of relief, and he ran to the bar. If something happened to Lu Rongrong, Mr. Lu would definitely investigate it to the end, and it would be hard for anyone.
Lu Huo and Qiao Xi waited for the bus at the intersection.
The evening breeze was cool at night, and under the warm yellow light on the road, Lu Huo was sitting in a wheelchair, and the shadow cast on the ground was extremely lonely. Qiao Xi walked up to him, and the two shadows leaned against each other on the ground.
There was a smile in Qiao Xi's eyes.
Lu Huo looked at her hand and found that there was no bleeding. Compared with the amazing blood and flesh just now, the wound didn't seem so serious.
He was a little puzzled.
Qiao Xi noticed the young man's gaze, she sniffed, her eyes were still red from the pain, with tears in her eyes, "My wound is healing itself, but it still hurts."
She handed her small hand in front of Lu Huo, which was covered with coagulated blood.
The girl's fingers are fair and slender, and it can be seen that her original small hands are exquisite and beautiful, but now they are invisible.
Lu Huo remembered how the girl was holding the glass with her bare hands just now, and she held the glass bottle without hesitation, obviously so afraid of pain, why was she so brave at that time? Aren't you afraid that your hands will really be abolished
"Do you regret it?" On the wheelchair, the boy's voice was very soft, but Qiao Xi heard it.
Qiao Xi's eyes were red, and even her nose was red. Her brows were furrowed, obviously it was really hurting, but when she heard Lu Huo's words, she shook her head: "I don't regret it."
Lu Huo subconsciously clenched the armrest.
He heard the girl say: "I only hurt my hand, and if you get hurt, it will be fatal. More importantly, I can't see you getting hurt."
At that time, the glass was about to pierce into his chest, and she was thinking about not letting him get hurt, not whether she would get hurt.
"One more time, I will still save you, but if I had a choice, I would definitely not be so stupid as to grab the glass bottle with my hand, but kick the opponent's hand away." Qiao Xi's tone was resentful, maybe it was in pain, She also gasped and sniffed aggrievedly.
The small appearance is simply pitiful and distressing.
The evening wind blew through Lu Huo's eyes. He looked at the little hand in front of him, his eyes were hot and sore.
For the first time, someone had to save him even at the risk of being injured.
He stretched out his hand to hold the girl's wrist, lowered his head, and gently blew on her fleshy palm.
The slight cool breeze seems to really reduce the pain a little bit.
Qiao Xi looked at the low-browed young man with some surprise. Just now, he had the indifference on his face that rejected her thousands of miles away in the bar, but now, he was giving her a hand with great care.
"Lu Huo, are you drunk?" He drank three bottles of wine just now, and she remembered that he didn't drink well.
Before he had a shooting match with Huo Yu, he drank a few glasses of wine, and when he returned to the room, he was drunk, but this time, he drank three bottles of wine.
Sure enough, the young man raised his head to look at her, and Qiao Xi saw his overly wet eyes, and his cold and pale face was also stained a little red.
He started to get drunk.
Qiao Xi moved her fingertips, and she murmured, "Your hand still hurts, blow it again."
Lu Huo looked at her quietly with dark eyes, "Yes."
He lowered his head and continued to breathe for her a few times. Qiao Xi felt that the moonlight tonight was too gentle.
After getting into the car, Qiao Xi sat beside Lu Huo. The wound on her hand was still hurting. She looked sleepy, while the young man next to her was very quiet, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.
When the car drove to the gate of Lu's house, Qiao Xi found that Lu Huo had his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was asleep.
She pushed him.
Lu Huo slowly opened his eyes, with a look of bewilderment in them.
Qiao Xi told him, "We've arrived at Lu's house, we're getting off the bus."
Lu Huo was silent for a while, and responded very slowly: "Yes."
After returning to the small house, Qiao Xi turned on the light. Under the bright light, she saw Lu Huo's cold and pale face dyed crimson, and his dark eyes were full of drunkenness.
His messy hair hangs down in front of his forehead, covering his deep eyebrows. He is still wearing a blue and white school uniform. The buttons on his neckline are unbuttoned, revealing a clear collarbone. The young boy is a little more wild.
"Lu Huo."
The young man's thin lips curled up, and he replied, "Yes."
"Are you drunk?"
"No."
The next second, Qiao Xi saw small leaf buds sprouting from the top of the boy's head.
He is drunk.
"I'm going to get the medicine box, and you will apply the medicine for me later." Qiao Xi's hand hurts. Although the wound is recovering, the wound is too deep, so the self-healing speed is a bit slow.
Lu Huo responded again: "Yes."
Qiao Xi was familiar with everything about the Little House. She walked to the study and found the medicine box in the cabinet next to the bookshelf.
She came out carrying the medicine box, which could hardly be lifted, "Lu Huo..."
Qiao Xi saw that the boy in the wheelchair was taking off his clothes.
His slender and cold fingers tugged at the hem of his clothes and lifted them up high. Qiao Xi could see his thin waist, and when he heard her voice, he turned his head to look at her blankly.
"Are you changing clothes?" Qiao Xi stood where she was, without going over.
"Wet." Lu Huo lifted the hem of his clothes.
Lu Huo likes to be clean. His clothes were stained with alcohol when he was drinking, so he thought about changing them. He realized that Qiao Xi was there, and blinked his wet eyes, "You can't look at me."
Qiao Xi: ...
"If you don't look at it, don't look at it." Qiao Xi turned her head and muttered, "Anyway, I've seen your whole body."
Lu Huo put on a white shirt. His short black hair was messed up when changing clothes. Some strands were curled up, and he was a little dull, a little childish, full of youthful feeling.
He told Qiao Xi, "Okay."
Only then did Qiao Xi walk over, she looked at Lu Huo's expression, the boy looked a little obedient with drunkenness and bewilderment in his eyes.
She handed him the medicine box, "You wipe the medicine for me."
Lu Huo nodded.
The young man carefully smeared the cotton swab dipped in the medicine on her palm, and Qiao Xi shrank back in pain.
"Take it easy." Qiao Xi's eyes turned red.
The glass pierced the palm of the hand, and it hurt like hell.
The boy subconsciously stopped, and his wet eyes looked at her, "Shall I blow it up for you?"
Qiao Xi shook her head. She looked pitiful and began to ask the young man, "Call me sister, I will be happy to hear it, and it won't hurt so much."
Lu Huo was still a little sober now, he pursed his lips tightly and responded.
Qiao Xi sniffed and hummed softly, "Woo, it hurts."
Her little hands were white and tender, the wounds on the palms were rotten, and there were coagulated blood on the fingertips and wrists. No matter how you looked at it, it made people feel distressed.
This is her injury for him.
Lu Huo lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and shyly said, "Sister... sister."
Qiao Xi's eyes widened.
"I didn't hear what you said just now." Qiao Xi sneered.
The young man's thin eyelids trembled slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Xixi, sister."
Qiao Xi's little heart was trembling, her ears were numb, and Xiao Lu Huo really called her sister!
Unable to bear it, Qiao Xi reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead, "You're so cute!"
She had a refreshing feeling of standing up and calling the shots, and finally made Lu Huo call her sister!
Lu Huo looked at her with dark and wet eyes. He held her injured hand and handed it to his lips. There was a bit of wildness in his eyes, like a small wild beast in the mountains, as if he was about to bite his prey in the next second. .
He looked down at Qiao Xi's hand, "My sister's fingers are dirty."
Inexplicably, Qiao Xi's face became hot, and she actually felt ashamed!
Lu Huo held her blood-stained finger and brought it to his lips. Under Qiao Xi's astonished gaze, he put her finger in his mouth.
"Lu Huo!"
Unlike before when he was drunk and ate the cream on her fingertips, the young man actually wrapped her fingertips with the tip of his tongue. Qiao Xi could feel the soft, warm tongue wrapped around her fingers.
As if to clean up the blood on her fingertips, he licked it back twice.
The fingertips were wet and hot, Qiao Xi's face was flushed, and she felt that the bones of her fingers were brittle.
The most terrible thing is that while helping her to clean her fingertips, the boy raised his eyes to look at her. His overly dark eyes stared straight at her, sizing her up, as if he was like a suckling puppy trying to please her. looking at her.
Qiao Xi didn't care about the pain in her palm, "Lu Huo, let go, my hands are dirty."
He let go, and his hoarse voice was a little arrogant, "It's clean."
Qiao Xi's fingers are thin and white, and the fingertips are lightly pink. He has already licked off the blood stain on the fingertips just now, isn't it clean
After Lu Huo helped Qiao Xi apply the medicine, he turned the wheelchair and went to the bathroom.
Qiao Xi's hands were painful and numb. Seeing the boy walk away, she asked, "Where are you going?"
Lu Huo's eyes were wet, and he told her obediently, "Take a bath."
Lu Huo didn't like the unpleasant smell of tobacco and alcohol in the bar. He frowned in disgust and wanted to take a bath.
Qiao Xi was a little worried, the boy is drunk now, can he take a bath for himself
Obviously Qiao Xi was right to be worried, and after an unknown amount of time, Qiao Xi heard a noise from the bathroom, as if something had fallen.
She hurried to the bathroom door and knocked on the door, "Lu Huo?"
"Lu Huo."
In the bathroom, the boy didn't respond.
Qiao Xi was worried that something had happened to Lu Huo, so she hurriedly opened the door.
The hot water was running in the bathroom, and the steam was curling up, and the boy was half lying in the bathtub.
Compared with the bathtub in the villa last time, this one in front of me can accommodate Lu Huo.
He closed his eyes, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, his hair was wet and messy, under the hot water, a golden fish tail was undoubtedly revealed.
"Lu Huo?" For no reason, Qiao Xi was a little nervous, and she didn't know if he had fallen asleep.
Qiao Xi walked over and stood on the edge of the bathtub. She squatted down and reached out to push Lu Huo's arm, "Wake up, you can't sleep in the bathtub."
A big wet hand lifted from the hot water, and grabbed Qiao Xi's wrist.
The temperature in the young man's palm was very high, and Qiao Xi saw him slowly open his eyes.
Lu Huo's dark eyes were wet and bright. Seeing that it was Qiao Xi, he subconsciously looked at his legs. In the water, his deformed and ugly tail was completely exposed in front of his eyes.
Lu Huo's eyes became a little flustered, he let go of Qiao Xi's hand, and covered Qiao Xi's eyes instead, "Don't look."
The young man deceived himself, Qiao Xi's eyes were tightly covered, his hands were hot and wet with water, and her eyelids were also wet.
It was dark.
Qiao Xi felt that Lu Huo approached her, and his warm breath fell on her ears, with a puff of moisture, he begged in a low voice, "Xixi, don't look."
Qiao Xi's ears were itching badly, "But I've seen it."
The blood on Lu Huo's face faded little by little, and his tone was filled with despair, "It's not a monster."
"I know, you're not a monster."
Lu Huo's eyes were red with drunkenness, he has a tail, how could he not be a monster? He's just kidding himself.
Qiao Xi couldn't see it. The young man's face was pale and his eyes were dark. He said humbly and pleadingly, "Xixi, don't hate me."
"I won't hate you." Qiao Xi closed her eyes, she could hear the boy crying.
She stretched out her uninjured hand and groped to stick it to the boy's face, "Even though I've already told you, I still want to tell you now, Lu Huo, I like your tail, I like it the most."
Lu Huo was stunned for a moment, his gray eyes looked at Qiao Xi.
"Not only do I like your tail, I also like to touch it and even kiss it." Qiao Xi removed Lu Huo's hand covering her eyes, and she saw the boy's eyes light up little by little.
Qiao Xi asked him, "Do you need me to prove it to you?"
Lu Huo's face began to heat up, with shame hidden in his eyes, "No need."
Xixi said that he likes his tail the most.
He felt like he was dreaming.
The air in the bathroom was very hot, Qiao Xi stood up, "Lu Huo, take a shower quickly, I'm going out first."
In the bathtub, the boy's hand hooked the girl's skirt, "If Xixi really wants to touch the tail." His wet eyes looked straight at her, "I'll touch it for you."
Qiao Xi's little heart was beating wildly, he was going to hook her to death!