The handkerchief in Lu Yunchu's hand fell, and he grabbed his wrist with his backhand, saying in disbelief: "Is the wound on your wrist... healed?"
Wen Zhan frowned in confusion, his eyes fell on his wrist, and he held his breath.
Her fingers gently touched the scar on his wrist, the cool temperature of her fingertips made him shiver.
The scar is not shallow. Under the dim light, it looks like dark gray and feels very smooth without any bumps. It doesn't look like a scar, but more like a mark.
Unlike the previous escapes from death, this sudden change was too surprising. Lu Yunchu's eyelashes trembled and he looked up at Wen Zhan.
He was also surprised, but more of it was indescribable gratitude.
He smiled at Lu Yunchu, a gentle and soft smile.
Lu Yunchu put down his wrist and asked, "What about you?"
Wen Zhan was stunned for a moment. He tried to feel the wounds on his body, but years of pain had made him numb to the pain, and he could not sense whether his injuries were getting better.
"Take off your clothes and let me see your wound."
Wen Zhan didn't expect her to ask this. Perhaps because the scene was not ambiguous, he did not hesitate and took off his clothes happily.
His clothes slipped from his shoulders and piled up to his waist, and the scattered scars on his body were particularly obvious.
"Everything is fine?" Lu Yunchu didn't expect that just by changing the direction of the plot a little bit, he could get such a big surprise.
Her hand fell on the deepest and longest scar on Wen Zhan's chest. Her fingertips were cold, and touching the warm skin would make people tremble instinctively and tense their muscles.
Wen Zhan's breathing paused as his muscles tensed, allowing her to feel it carefully.
She used very light force, fearing to hurt him, but the gentle touch made Wen Zhan feel unbearable.
He lowered his head and followed the movement of her fingers with his eyes.
With the candlelight, he could see his body clearly. There were few places on his fair skin that were unsightly, with scars of all sizes, and it was even worse than when he was injured. Looking at it like this... was particularly disgusting.
He pulled up his clothes to cover his body.
"What's wrong?" Lu Yunchu thought he had hurt him. "You mean the wound has healed, but the pain is still there?"
Wen Zhan turned his head away, pursed his lips and shook his head.
Lu Yunchu thought he was shy, so she didn't say anything. She said happily, "That's great. It turns out I can change so much by accident." She jumped onto the bed and spread out on it like a "big" character, mumbling to herself, "I'm so relieved. I feel like I've achieved some big goal. It feels like I've accomplished something."
Her posture was very childish. Wen Zhan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his heart.
Now that her injury had healed, she felt less pitiful towards herself.
He was very clear-headed. In fact, the only thing he could rely on was her kindness. If her sympathy ran out, why would she stay with him
Lu Yunchu rolled over and waved to Wen Zhan: "Go wash up quickly, then come to sleep. The scar will disappear faster if you sleep more."
Wen Zhan's body stiffened, he stood up, smiled at her, turned and went out, but as soon as he went out, the smile on his face disappeared.
The cold wind blew his hair. In the moonlight, he touched the scar on his wrist. His brows were cold, as if they were kneaded with ice and snow.
How come it got better
He sighed, closed his eyes, and tried to clear his mind of the unbearable thoughts.
He thought he had insight into the truth, his heart was calm and his conscience was clear, but he didn't expect that he still had selfish thoughts and worrying ideas.
Lu Yunchu was almost falling asleep in bed when Wen Zhan came over.
She heard the rustling sound of cloth, opened her eyes, and found that Wen Zhan had blown out the candle.
She couldn't see Wen Zhan's expression clearly, so she rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Let's go tomorrow when the captain of the guard comes back." After she finished speaking, she couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
Wen Zhan sat beside her, looked down at her sleeping face, smiled involuntarily, and gently touched the top of her head.
The next day, the captain of the guards who had traveled all night came back and found Lu Yunchu before he could catch his breath.
"Madam, the message has been delivered, and the master should be here soon." Wen Jue has always been wise and brave, and the captain of the guards has great confidence in him.
Lu Yunchu nodded. Although Wen Jue was very annoying, he still knew what to do in a big way.
She didn't want to meet Wen Jue, but she had to follow the original route first. She could only feel relieved after confirming that Wen Jue accepted it.
"You go back and rest for a while, we'll set off after lunch." She made the arrangements.
The chief guard nodded and turned away. After a few steps, he suddenly turned back to Lu Yunchu and said, "Madam, you are a good person."
He said this unexpectedly, and Lu Yunchu couldn't help laughing: "Why do you say that?"
The captain of the guards knew that Lu Yunchu and Wen Zhan were keeping a low profile on this trip and trying their best to avoid Wen Jue's eyes and ears. He had been hesitating whether to pass the message to Wen Jue. However, although he was Wen Jue's subordinate and was assigned to Wen Zhan's courtyard, his masters became Lu Yunchu and Wen Zhan. He could not betray his master and should keep his mouth shut, and gave up the idea of passing the message.
Unexpectedly, Lu Yunchu actually took the initiative to contact Wen Jue because of an uncertain crisis, which was really inconsistent with her usual self.
He blushed a little: "You are kind-hearted, gentle, frank and generous, and..."
He stuttered, and Lu Yunchu added: "And the food is delicious, right?"
Her joke eased the awkwardness, and the guard captain laughed. After laughing for a few seconds, he stopped smiling and clasped his fists to Lu Yunchu: "I'll go and clean up first."
Lu Yunchu waved his hand: "Go ahead."
They were chatting and laughing in a harmonious atmosphere. Wen Zhan didn't want to listen, but the room was poorly soundproofed and the noise penetrated his ears.
He hated himself for being sour inside and hated his own powerlessness.
He couldn't laugh, couldn't joke with her, couldn't say nice words, and could only write pale words on paper. Even if it was one or two months, after a long time, who wouldn't get tired of it
When Lu Yunchu came back, Wen Zhan wrote on his notebook.
This notebook was the same one that was filled with records of every detail of their lives. Even on a boring day on the road, Wen Zhan would take it out and record something.
Lu Yunchu was quite curious at first, but he lost interest after finding out that it was just a series of trivial accounts.
She really wanted to tell Wen Zhan that this is not how a diary is written. If it is written like a memoir, wouldn’t it be boring to read it later
"Wen Zhan." She interrupted him, "We'll leave at noon, let's pack our things first."
Wen Zhan closed the book, stood up, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
He gritted his teeth, looked at the sky, and felt nervous. But facing Lu Yunchu's question, he just shook his head pretending to be calm.
Lu Yunchu knew that he always had an attack in the early morning, but his injuries had healed yesterday, so he didn't think about it. He said, "I'll go talk to Ah Yue first and come back later."
Wen Zhan nodded, and when he saw her turn around, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as she left, he endured the pain and went to the door and locked it.
The pain was not as severe as before, but it still made him kneel on the ground. Compared with his previous numb self, he was becoming more and more like a living person. He wanted to eat, sleep, and watch the moon and sun with Lu Yunchu.
Becoming a living person made him less energetic than before, and his mind was filled with complicated thoughts that he couldn't get rid of, making him much more fragile.
When Lu Yunchu came back, he found the door closed and was a little confused. Wen Zhan didn't lock the door when he changed clothes before.
She patted the door: "Wen Zhan, what are you doing? Why is the door locked?"
There was no movement in the room, and Lu Yunchu was not in a hurry. He stood at the door waiting for Wen Zhan to come and open the door.
After waiting for a while, the door still didn't open, so she knocked harder: "Are you sleeping?" That shouldn't be the case, he had just gotten up.
She had an ominous premonition in her heart: "Are you sick?" But they had been through so much, Wen Zhan shouldn't have hidden from her when he was sick. She had clearly made her attitude clear, he shouldn't still be like this.
She continued to knock on the door, but the person inside did not respond. She was afraid that he might have bumped into something during his attack and something might have happened.
Unfortunately, she couldn't kick the door of the house, so she went around and climbed in through the window.
Seeing Wen Zhan kneeling on one knee, Lu Yunchu first breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became furious.
"Wen Zhan! Why are you back?" She came over, "Do you know how worried I am about you? I thought you kowtowed—"
She saw Wen Zhan's pale face, which didn't have much blood in it to begin with, and now his face looked lifeless. He seemed to be unable to hear Lu Yunchu's voice, and only when she approached did he open his eyes as if he had sensed something, and there was a mist of confusion in his eyes.
Her anger immediately subsided, and she was about to leave, but Wen Zhan grabbed her, touched her legs, and confirmed that she was a real person.
This action made Lu Yunchu laugh and confused. She pulled out the hem of her skirt and said, "Go lie on the bed. I won't get close to you."
Wen Zhan had severe tinnitus and could no longer distinguish between the environment and reality. He could not hear anything Lu Yunchu said and could only see her blurry figure.
This time he grabbed her hand, and wrote on it despite the pain: Aren’t you okay
These four words exhausted all his strength. After writing them, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
Lu Yunchu was helpless: "Where should I go?" Thinking that Wen Zhan would be a little dazed when he had an attack, she didn't think much about it. She helped Wen Zhan to the bed and stepped back.
When passing by the desk, he happened to see a booklet open on the desk. Lu Yunchu glanced at it and suddenly found something wrong. He turned around and took a closer look.
Wen Zhan stopped recording trivial details and began to write down his own thoughts. There was very little description of his thoughts, but every word and sentence revealed his firm belief that she would leave.
She was a little bit unbelievable. No wonder he had such doubts just now. Has he always felt so uneasy
Wen Zhan buried his head in the quilt, so that his face could not be seen. He was hiding from her as before, not wanting her to see his face when he was sick.
Lu Yunchu was speechless. He strode over, turned him over, and lifted the hair from his forehead.
Lu Yunchu didn't want any more of the pushing and pulling and playing hard to get.
Wen Zhan opened his eyes, which were filled with mist.
"Do you see who I am?"
He blinked blankly, and after a while he reacted and nodded slightly.
“Do you know that I am real?”
Wen Zhan was at a loss for a moment, and then nodded when he felt the warmth of her palm. After he came to his senses, he immediately wanted to turn his head to prevent him from seeing his ugly face when he was sick.
His action completely infuriated Lu Yunchu. She pinched his chin and kissed him hard on the lips.
Wen Zhan didn't move. It could be said that he had lost all the strength in his body, not even the strength to resist the pain.
The mist in his eyes dissipated, and his eyes slowly widened, forgetting even to breathe.
It wasn't really a kiss, more like a seal. She even bit his lower lip. "Does it hurt? If it hurts, you'll remember it."
It didn't hurt at all. She didn't want to use any force, so the feeling was actually very weak. But Wen Zhan couldn't feel the intense pain, but could feel the feeling she brought.
It was as if fireworks exploded in my brain and chest, and heat surged through my veins. My heart was about to explode, and my lips felt itchy and numb as if ants were crawling over them.
Mist surged in his chest, different from the painful vapor just now, this time it dyed the corners of his eyes red.
He never doubted the authenticity of the kiss because he was sure that he would not dare to imagine it in his dreams.
He looked at her stupidly. It was only a touch, but he was so stunned that even the moisture in his body was tinged with charm.
Lu Yunchu threatened: "If you dare to do this again next time, I will..." There was nothing to threaten, so she gritted her teeth.
No longer making excuses, she lowered her head and continued the same action.
I don't want any reserve or temptation anymore. I'm a vicious female supporting character in a book. I want to be domineering, rude, and plunder!