Lu Yunchu felt upset and wanted to say something, but he felt that it would be unnecessary to say anything.
She finally chose to hug Wen Zhan.
There was always a cool, bitter medicinal scent on Wen Zhan's body. She used to think it was pleasant and reassuring, but now she couldn't help but feel distressed when she smelled it.
Sometimes a quiet hug can convey emotions better than anything else. Wen Zhan obediently let her hug him. After a while, he bent his back and gently placed his chin on her shoulder.
The two hugged for a while, and Lu Yunchu said, "Okay, take a nap, and when you wake up, see how Wen Jue is doing, and then decide what to do next." Although she inevitably bumped into Wen Jue, Lu Yunchu no longer panicked and wanted to struggle and escape like before. With Wen Zhanjue, no matter what happened, no matter where she was, she felt extremely at ease.
She lay down with Wen Zhan. The bed in the inn was very narrow, so they could naturally lie close together to keep warm.
She wanted to understand Wen Zhan better and get closer to him, but after what happened today, she found that she shouldn't be too hasty and would scare him.
So she just asked Wen Zhan: "Does it hurt every time it happens?"
Wen Zhan was silent for a while, turned around, faced her, and shook his head.
This shaking of the head could be interpreted in many ways, and Lu Yunchu knew that this was a little trick he had gradually figured out.
Wen Zhan didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions.
She kissed Wen Zhan's forehead and said to him, "Good night, have a good sleep."
But Wen Zhan looked at her with his eyes open, his eyes were full of twinkling stars, and he looked very energetic.
After all, today he officially confessed his feelings, which was an adventurous and awkward experience for him, and he was very excited now.
She had no choice but to touch her forehead against his: "Silly boy." It's just a confession, is it that serious
She thought that she and Wen Zhan could experience more things, whether it was what lovers do or what friends and relatives do, traveling around the world and experiencing life. They had just started.
Lu Yunchu felt sleepy, so he didn't care about the excited Wen Zhan and went to sleep first.
Wen Zhan can be considered a perfect roommate, after all, he can remain absolutely quiet.
When Lu Yunchu closed her eyes and went to sleep, he stayed awake all the time, even slowing down his breathing frequency, for fear of disturbing her. He secretly looked at her, and only at this time would he be bold and enjoy the time with her without any other unnecessary concerns.
He went to bed very late, so of course he couldn't get up the next day.
After Lu Yunchu finished washing up, he asked the waiter, Wen Jue and the others had not returned all night, so he didn't know how the business was going.
She tiptoed into the room. Wen Zhan was still asleep. He opened his eyes drowsily when he heard a noise.
Lu Yunchu said softly: "Sleep a little longer, there's no rush."
He shook his head and blinked hard to get rid of the sleepiness. He struggled to sit up, forced himself to stay awake, got out of bed, washed and dressed.
If Lu Yunchu didn't sleep, then he wouldn't sleep either. He didn't want to waste the time he spent with her.
Lu Yunchu didn't know what he was thinking, but he felt that after yesterday's confession, Wen Zhan seemed to have become... a little more clingy
She recalled a passage she had read online before, which probably meant that one should not provoke those poor people who have nothing, because once one enters their world, one becomes their only one, and once one leaves, the world will fall apart.
She waved towards Wen Zhan and Wen Zhan came over.
He had just finished washing up, and there were still water drops on his forehead that he hadn't wiped clean, but he couldn't wait to run after Lu Yunchu.
She had no choice but to wipe it clean with a handkerchief: "What's the hurry?"
Wen Zhan pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed. This was a thought that he didn't want to answer this question.
Lu Yunchu smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth.
Wen Zhan's eyes lit up, and he didn't kiss her back. Instead, he imitated what she did yesterday and touched his forehead against hers.
So sticky! Lu Yunchu thought, is this the world of stinky lovers? So cool.
Lu Yunchu went over to spread the quilt, and Wen Zhan followed closely behind her. When he saw her working, he immediately took over the work. She had no choice but to turn around and walk to the table, preparing to pour herself a cup of tea. Wen Zhan saw it and immediately followed and poured tea for her.
Lu Yunchu wanted to laugh: "Are you not going to make the quilt?"
Wen Zhan shook his head, poured the tea first, and then went back to make the quilt.
Lu Yunchu felt curious and wanted to laugh. No one would have thought that Wen Zhan had such a side to him.
She sat at the table, sipping hot tea leisurely, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
Suddenly, sunlight poured down through the gaps in the clouds, strong and dazzling, catching her off guard, and a flash of white light flashed before her eyes.
She had an ominous premonition in her heart, and the next moment, a muffled sound came from behind her.
Lu Yunchu turned around and found Wen Zhan half-kneeling beside the bed, trembling all over. He didn't hold on for a few breaths before he was overwhelmed by the pain and fell on the bed.
Lu Yunchu ran towards him quickly and helped Wen Zhan up.
When he had an attack, he would curl up into a ball, and in this state it was easy for him to nestle into Lu Yunchu's arms.
Lu Yunchu was extremely anxious: "Why did it start again?"
Wen Zhan frowned tightly, and when he heard Lu Yunchu's voice, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at her.
He tried very hard to fight the pain. His muscles were tense and cold sweat soon broke out on his forehead.
Lu Yunchu's heart ached. Even though he knew it would hurt if he got close to him, he still couldn't help but hug him at the first opportunity.
She quickly kissed Wen Zhan and said to him, "I'll watch over you." Then she was ready to let him go.
Wen Zhan grabbed her sleeve.
He was such a tall man, but he huddled into a ball, nestled in her arms, looking at her with misty eyes, begging her not to leave.
She couldn't bear to look at him: "It will hurt me, let go."
He gritted his teeth, trying not to look in pain, but his pale face and trembling body revealed his pain clearly.
The blood had faded from his fingertips, and he trembled as he grasped her hand and wrote crookedly on her palm.
It was so painful that he would stop after writing a few strokes.
Lu Yunchu wanted to let him go, and coaxed him softly, "What do you want to say? Can you tell me later?"
But Wen Zhan was very stubborn. He held her tightly and refused to let her go, insisting on writing on her palm.
She put one arm around him and he held her other hand to write.
The body in her arms was still trembling, and she could hear his disordered breathing as he tried to hold back the pain.
Lu Yunchu was helpless and anxious. He couldn't persuade him and could only hug him tighter.
It was difficult for him to write just two words.
Before the last stroke was made, Lu Yunchu understood what he wanted to say.
—It doesn’t hurt.
Really... What time is it now? No one would believe such lies.
She found it both funny and amusing, but in the end she could only hug him helplessly: "Liar!" Then she kissed his sweaty forehead hard.
Wen Zhan trembled violently.
The pain blocked out all the noise and amplified his five senses. In the midst of the agony, he suddenly felt her touch, soft and warm, hitting his forehead fiercely. He knew that this had nothing to do with love, it was just a comfort, but he could not avoid feeling palpitations and panting.
He raised his head, and a teardrop happened to slide down along the arc of his movement, stinging his eyes and causing him to inevitably shed tears of pain.
There was a little red in the corners of his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were so clear that they looked blue, like the sky in the morning dew. He lied to her with these clear eyes.
He wrote with her palm crookedly.
The pain used to make him sober and resolute, but now it made him fragile and confused. He had only one strong thought in his mind, which was to keep Lu Yunchu. He didn't even understand what he was doing, he just acted on his own instinct.
He scribbled on her palm: Honey, it doesn't hurt.
Lu Yunchu completed the sentence for him in his mind: Kiss me, and I won’t feel any pain.
Is that so? She felt that she had guessed correctly, because she saw the look in Wen Zhan's eyes. His eyes were really... soft and messy.
Liar, how could you beg and deceive her with such eyes and such a gesture
She pushed Wen Zhan away, and before he could panic, she held him down. Of course, not with her hands.
She robbed him of his breath with a punishing attitude, letting him tremble and collapse.
Wen Zhan had never experienced such a feeling before. The pain stimulated his entire body. He could feel it, but it was different from the previous feelings. The pain seemed to be separated by a layer of faint white mist. The only thing he could feel clearly was everything brought by Lu Yunchu.
The senses seemed to have undergone a strange exchange, and the pain that should have been the strongest was taken away and replaced by soft entanglement and warmth of lips and teeth.
He wanted to reach out and hold Lu Yunchu down, but Lu Yunchu suddenly left him.
She panted heavily and wiped her mouth: "Next time if you do this again, I won't care whether it hurts or not."
In an instant, all the numb and vague pain returned. There was still some warmth on his lips, but he couldn't divert his attention to it.
Lu Yunchu was about to leave, but suddenly saw his legs shaking violently.
She gasped and had a bad guess.
She suppressed the trembling of her palms and reached towards his legs. He didn't pay attention, nor did he have the energy to pay attention, so she easily opened his trouser legs.
The dark scars on his legs were so vivid, as if they had just been injured, and she could even see his bones twisting slightly with every tremor.
Her tears immediately fell, because her misfortune was transferred to Wen Zhan, so every time he would suffer the pain of a broken leg as punishment.
How could he sacrifice so much for himself
She couldn't control her tears, her vision blurred by the tears, her mind was filled with Wen Zhan's humble and earnest face. Why did he have the right to be humble, why did he belittle himself, it was obvious that she owed him a lot.
Wen Zhan couldn't see clearly. He felt that Lu Yunchu had left. He wanted to call her name, but when he opened his mouth, he remembered that he was mute.
He fell into numbness, and foolishly thought that next time he would write a note in advance to prevent her from leaving.
However, he felt that she had not left yet. He wanted to prop himself up to take a look, but just as he gathered his strength, he felt a soft and warm touch coming from his severely aching leg.
It was clearly the power of raindrops falling into the sea, but it easily dissolved all the pain, like a spring breeze blowing by, bringing with it a tingling and soft feeling.
He didn't react to what was happening. He tried to turn sideways, curled up, and saw a scene that was hard for him to accept.
She gently stroked his scar, kissing his ugly scar just like he kissed her fingertips last night.
Wen Zhan took a deep breath and tried to step back, tried to dodge, but was held down by her.
She looked up, and Wen Zhan saw her eyes filled with tears.
He was stunned.
Her tears fell on his legs and she looked at him sobbing.
He curled up his legs in a daze, forgetting even the pain.
She wanted to lower her head and continue, but Wen Zhan quickly curled up to stop her from watching.
She crawled over on her knees and asked him, "Why?"
Wen Zhan trembled and shook his head slightly, looking extremely embarrassed.
He didn't even have the courage to look her in the eye. He lowered his head in embarrassment, unable to accept what had just happened.
She lifted his chin forcefully and made him look at her: "Why do you do so much for me?"
Wen Zhan was trapped in shock, embarrassment and self-blame, unable to extricate himself. There was a sharp tinnitus in his ears, and he could not hear her voice. Seeing her eyes full of anger and tears, he thought he had made a mistake again. He didn't know she was crying, so he just kept shaking his head.
He opened his mouth and moved his lips.
Lu Yunchu couldn't understand it, so he just moved closer and examined it carefully.
He drooped his eyelashes, and his thick eyelashes trembled constantly, hiding the sadness in his eyes.
He kept repeating a few words, and after Lu Yunchu looked at it for a while, he finally figured it out.
He said: It's ugly, please don't look at it.
Lu Yunchu took a deep breath and burst into tears.
She didn't know what she was doing, nor did she know what the purpose of her doing this was.
She turned him over with anger and kissed him fiercely. When a person is in labor, he has great strength. Wen Zhan was already in the middle of a sexual attack and could not resist.
She peeled off his "fig leaf" and used the same method to depict all his scars one by one.
Wen Zhan thought he should feel very cold, but he was sweating all over.
Those wounds that were clamoring to be torn apart slowly became numb and healed, as if nothing could be felt except the soft love.
Such a strong love is stronger than the pain of being hacked and chopped, and stronger than the punishment that no one can avoid.
Pain is used as a backdrop to illustrate and tell a story that seeks comfort.
Wen Zhan was shaking violently, almost convulsing. He was very familiar with this uncontrollable tremor, but it was always related to pain, but this time it was completely the opposite.
Her tears never stopped falling, dripping all over his body, leaving a burning sensation.
He fell into a dazed chaos, drifting in and out, until a chill that shouldn't have come appeared.
He looked down in shock and saw a scene he would never forget.
He wanted to escape, but there was no way to avoid it, so he could only endure it.
She smiled at him, crawled over, blocked his mouth, and took away all his space.
All the strength in his body melted away, and he was forced to cling to her. He didn't know what to do, he should have felt pain, but all his muscles became soft, except for one part.
Lu Yunchu noticed it, smiled at him, then sat down while looking at his bloodshot eyes.
I still remember the first time I saw her appearance clearly. She was like this, against the light, breaking into his world.
Last time, the candlelight flickered, this time, the sunlight was bright. Twice, she redeemed herself, took him into a brand new world, and brought him a light he had never seen before.
The pain screamed, trying to break Wen Zhan, but Wen Zhan was unmoved. The more intense the pain, the stronger the feeling, the strong light melted him and made him boil.
Tears rolled down his eyes, but they had nothing to do with the pain.
He couldn't tell when the pain stopped, or maybe it never stopped. He turned over, and his body rose and fell with the frequency of his breathing.
His shoulder blades rose and fell like a butterfly flapping its wings, like a sharp bone knife, rubbing against her palm.
He must have a lot to say, and his eyes were full of surging emotions.
Lu Yunchu made a "hush" sound.
She lifted up his cold satin black hair and smiled at him.
I will take you to see mountains and rivers, feel the fireworks of life, spend spring, summer, autumn and winter together, taste all kinds of delicious food, and take you to experience the world... Hush, there is a long way to go.