The things in the medicine box are quite complete, and after so many years of being away from home, she still understands some little common sense at home.
Morphy found a pair of scissors from inside and cut off his blood-stained sleeves.
Nan Fengxiao did not struggle, leaning on the sofa, staring at her, never moving his eyes.
The moment the skin was exposed, Murphy was shocked, and tears flowed out.
On half of Nan Feng Xiao's arm, there were all large and small wounds.
In addition to the new ones, there are some scarred wounds that were caused by unknown when, although the color is very light, they can be clearly seen.
She never knew that Nan Fengxiao had so many wounds on her hands!
There are so many on his arm, is there more on his body
What has he experienced
Morphy was shivering with the alcohol, not daring to help him deal with the wound.
Nan Feng Xiao was completely drunk, he only knew that the person on his heart was crying, and he felt uncomfortable when she cried.
Unconsciously stretched out the uninjured hand, ready to help Murphy wipe away the tears.
Like that, he doesn't seem to be drunk...
Murphy leaned away to prevent him from touching, wiped tears with his sleeves, and then began to help him treat the wound.
"Scream if it hurts!"
Murphy's fingers trembled, and before the cotton swab was wet, he heard the man in front of him say something vaguely, "I hurt!"
"pain?"
Murphy shook his fingers. Why did he cry out in pain before she even started
Morphy hadn't reacted yet, suddenly there was a shadow in front of her eyes, and the moment she raised her head, two pieces of cold things covered her lips.
"boom-"
The alcohol in his hand fell from his hand with the cotton swab, hitting the hard floor, following the floor, not knowing where it was.
Murphy's mind was blank, completely unaware of what was going on.
Nan Feng Xiao fixed the back of Murphy's head with one hand, kissed fascinated, tossing and turning.
He does hurt!
His heart hurts!
He wants to love but dare not love, he wants to be close but cannot be close. Only by getting drunk can you truly express your emotions.
Morphy got his thoughts back and pushed the man in front of him desperately. He opened his mouth to bite him, but gave him a deeper opportunity.
Murphy patted him feebly, and sensibly told her that the man in front of him didn't like her, he was only drunk and kissed her somehow.
Nan Fengxiao seemed to be dissatisfied with Murphy's struggle, and with a harder effort, he overwhelmed Murphy on the sofa and became more engaged.
Knowing that he couldn't resist, Morphy raised his head, his eyes flushed, and looked at the man in front of him, and asked in despair, "Nan Fengxiao, do you love me?"
Hearing these words, Nan Fengxiao suddenly stopped his movements and lifted his head from Murphy, panting slightly, a little displeased.
Silence, or silence!
Murphy smiled bitterly.
Why is she still not giving up
Nan Fengxiao doesn't love her, never loves her.
Morphy's eyes were red, and suddenly, he rushed over, taking a mouthful on Nan Fengxiao's shoulder.
Murphy exhausted all his strength, and soon tasted the smell of blood in his mouth.
Nan Fengxiao was tossed by the toss, and his drunkenness dissipated a lot, staring blankly at the person buried under his shoulders.
How could she appear here? Who asked her to come
There was pain in the shoulder, Nan Feng Xiao just frowned, gritted his teeth and endured it.
Biting and biting, Murphy began to cry, his forehead pressed against Nan Fengxiao's chest, tears soaking the clothes on his chest.
Nan Fengxiao's face was cold, the pain was far less than the pain in his heart.
Raising his hand, just about to touch Morphy's hair, Morphy suddenly raised his head and walked away from his arms.
Standing far away, Lihua watched the south wind whistling with rain.