The light was just right dark at this time. Although it was impossible to see every change in the expression clearly, the perception of this thing was amplified countless times, leaving a certain signal with nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide.
Mo Shichen looked at her face, or more accurately, her eyes.
There was silence for a while.
He opened his thin lips and wanted to speak, but when his gaze came into contact with her eyes, all the content was still stuck in his throat, and then disappeared. Finally, his Adam's apple rolled, but no syllables came out.
Wen Yi looked away, relaxed her fingers that were tightly holding the doorknob, opened the door without any hesitation, and walked out.
All that is left is the lonely man and the warm light that is quiet and deserted for a while.
… …
The personal doctor arrived in five minutes and examined Mo Shichen. Wen Yi sat on the cleaned single sofa, watching them from a distance and communicating in a low voice.
"Master, if it's convenient for you, it's better to go to the hospital to recuperate for a few days..."
The man's very calm voice interrupted him, "It's not convenient."
“…”
The doctor looked at her, and finally looked at Wen Yi who had not said a word in the sofa with some luck, hoping that Mrs. Mo could help him persuade her. However, Wen Yi rested his elbow on the armrest of the sofa and tilted his head. He stared at the floor lamp beside him in trance, as if he didn't even listen to what they said.
He sighed and said, "Master, you must be careful these days. It is best to lie down or sit. It is not suitable to do any exercise. Running or jumping is absolutely not allowed. It is best not to walk... The medicine must be applied on time. I will come here every day. If you have any questions, please inform me as soon as possible. <>"
Mo Shichen hummed, "Do you have any other questions?"
"No, what you need is to take a good rest and avoid secondary injuries."
"I understand, keep the medicine and you can go back."
"Okay, Sir, please go to bed early."
Mo Shichen nodded lightly and closed his eyes in response.
The personal doctor closed the medicine box that had been placed aside, picked it up and held it in his hand. He bowed his head to Wen Yi on the sofa and said, "Mrs. Mo, I have kept all the medicine for the eldest son. Remember to supervise him to apply medicine on time."
Wen Yi stood up from the sofa with a smile on her face. She was originally polite and elegant, but because of her homely clothes, her temperament and voice were a little gentler, "Okay, I'm sorry to bother Dr. Jin. "
The doctor left with the medical kit, and there was a slight sound of the door opening and closing. After the silence, it seemed that the entire bedroom fell into an indescribable silence.
Wen Yi was the first to speak, "Would you like something to eat?"
She just suddenly remembered that he didn't have dinner tonight, so she brought up the whole topic to break the awkward atmosphere.
"I asked the servant to pour the dinner."
"Oh," Wen Yi said, "Then I won't eat it."
“…”
"Since you're injured, it's not convenient for me to sleep with you. I'll sleep in the second bedroom next door..."
Before she could finish her words, the man interrupted her, "What's the inconvenience?"
"I don't sleep well because I'm afraid it might hurt you. <>"
He said calmly, "It's enough for me to sleep well."
Wen Yi reminded him of her, "Mo Shichen, what kind of damage has been done to your spine by sleeping in the same bed with me? You will lose more than you gain."
The man said lightly, "If my spine is really broken, you won't be responsible. I will be responsible for myself and won't let you break my spine."
“…”
"Whatever, I'm going to take a shower."
Anyway, with his current virtue, he can't do much. It doesn't make much difference to her whether they sleep together or separately.
Just as she turned around to walk into the bathroom, the man spoke again, "I'm hungry."
These three words were very low, as if they were stuck in the throat, but they were spoken slightly faster than his normal speaking speed, which still revealed some unusual emotions.
And these three words themselves are a bit childish.
"Should I have someone prepare it and serve it?"
He responded with one word in a low voice, "Okay."
“…”
She had no choice but to accept her fate and went downstairs again. Fortunately, the servant collapsed before she could really listen to the man's instructions.
"Ma'am, do you want to heat it up or make a new table?"
Wen Yi frowned, "Heat whatever you can, and make a new one for those that taste bad. Hurry, he probably won't be able to eat much, so there's no need to prepare a lot. <>"
The servant hurriedly responded and quickly went to the kitchen to work.
Wen Yi did not go back to the second floor immediately, but sat on the sofa in the living room and waited.
She looked at the night view of the manor outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and a man's voice rang in her mind—
[Wen Yi, what if I hurt you at that time... because I didn't love you, but I'm in love with you now?]
She raised her lips and smiled silently.
if…
It was already a what-if that she had no interest in thinking about.
What's more, it's just if.
… …
Wen Yi took a simple shower while the man was eating. Her hair had dried naturally after being so long. After the servant cleared away the dishes, she helped him out of bed and asked her to wash up in the bathroom.
His handsome brows furrowed heavily, "I didn't take a shower."
"It's okay if you don't wash for a day. Didn't you just take a shower in the morning?"
"uncomfortable."
Wen Yi leaned over and pretended to smell him, "It doesn't smell like anything," she coaxed him patiently, "Didn't you get caught in the shower and soaked in the bathtub just now? It's considered a wash, you kind of For people who can’t even take one bath a day, it won’t matter if they use less shower gel.”
When she leaned over to sniff his collarbone, the tip of her nose brushed against the skin of his chest, which made his heart feel itchy. He felt that this woman was so gentle that he felt a strong desire -
I really want to put her in various positions.
Although there was a lot of filth in his mind, his expression was still calm and there was no clue. "I carried you for half an hour today and I'm sweating. Even if you can't smell anything, I feel uncomfortable."
Wen Yi became impatient, "Why are you so annoying?"
“…”
After saying this, both of them were stunned.
Mo Shichen's thin lips pursed tightly again, his handsome face was expressionless, and his eyes were pale with no emotion.
He turned and walked into the bathroom.
Wen Yi looked at his back and said before her mind could turn around, "Hey..."
The man seemed not to have heard, and walked very slowly, but did not stop.
"If you really feel uncomfortable, I'll help you wash it off."
No matter what, his injury was caused by her, although if he hadn't dragged her in to wash it with her, such an "accident" wouldn't have happened.
Mo Shichen had already reached the bedside and said in a calm voice, "I'm not welcome in the first place. If I bother you again, I'll lose my wife and my property. It's a done deal."