Seeing Wen Zhan sitting blankly beside the bed, Lu Yunchu thought that he didn't sleep well last night and was still not awake, so he smiled and said, "Get up first, and go back to sleep later."
When Wen Zhan looked up, she saw his expression and was startled: "What, what happened?"
Wen Zhan wanted to say something but stopped.
Although Lu Yunchu was in a hurry to leave, he didn't need much time, so he walked over and handed it to him with his palm.
Wen Zhan held her fingertips, and when Lu Yunchu thought he was going to write on her palm, he held her hand with both of his own, trembling slightly.
Lu Yunchu understood and subconsciously asked, "Does it hurt?" Although he looked like he was having a seizure, she still asked, "Is it flaring up?" Wen Zhan's seizures always occurred in the early morning, and the symptoms became weaker and weaker. She was not surprised to have such a guess.
Wen Zhan shook his head, smiled at her, stood up and went to wash up.
With the warm water splashed on his face, Wen Zhan sobered up a little and finally thought rationally.
His illness was cured.
The pain was like a wound, invisible to the naked eye. But he was too familiar with the pain. This feeling of weakness had weighed on him for eight years and had become a part of his body. Now that it was gone, he knew his body was healed without any proof or symptoms.
It was a lie to say he was surprised; his hands were still shaking.
But along with it came a feeling of helplessness. He had lived in a daze for so many years, relying on pain to stay awake. Now that the pain was gone, his fate had changed drastically. This was a good thing, too good, so good that it made him panic.
He thought that he was so blessed by God, that he had always given and repaid, and that a sudden gift fell on his head, and he didn't know how much it was worth.
He held down his hands to make himself tremble, and returned to the house calmly. Lu Yunchu was packing up his things. When he saw him come in, he put down his things and walked towards him, asking with concern: "What's wrong with you? You look listless."
Wen Zhan didn't know how to answer. Reason told him that he should tell Lu Yunchu the news, and she would be very happy, but... panic and helplessness overwhelmed him, and he finally said nothing.
This is the disadvantage of being mute. Since he didn't react, Lu Yunchu could guess.
She put her hand on Wen Zhan's forehead and asked, "Did you catch a cold?"
Before she touched it, Wen Zhan's hand grabbed her wrist.
Lu Yunchu was stunned and met his eyes.
His eyes were so complicated. Although they were so clear, they were filled with deep sorrow and fear.
Lu Yunchu was a little impatient when he saw him talking in a depressed tone, but when he saw him like this, he softened his tone immediately: "What's the matter?"
Wen Zhan pursed his lips, as if considering how to express himself.
He didn't dare to look at Lu Yunchu, and wrote on her palm: You can...
He paused halfway through writing and wrote again: I…
Lu Yunchu understood: "What do you want to say?" She said simply, "Oh, no matter what you ask, I'll just leave it at that."
Before she could finish her words, her vision went dark, a hand grasped her waist, spun her around, and pressed her against the door.
Wen Zhan's breath fanned over her nose, and the kiss came hastily, eagerly, yet gently.
Lu Yunchu was confused at first. Just kiss me, why ask
Did you have a nightmare last night that caused you to be so abnormal so early this morning
She was very serious. While feeling Wen Zhan bending over and lowering his head to kiss her lips closely and closely, she was wondering whether she should interrupt him.
She didn't respond as enthusiastically as before. Wen Zhan felt disappointed. He looked up and left her.
Lu Yunchu didn't notice that something was wrong with him and teased him, "What's wrong so early in the morning? This is the first time you've taken the initiative like this."
Wen Zhan turned his head, forced a smile, and turned around to pack his things.
Lu Yunchu looked at his back and finally realized that there was something strange about Wen Zhan.
She asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable in your body?" She still remembered that when Wen Zhan was sick, he would look at her pitifully and tell her that he would feel pain if she kissed him. Today he was acting out of character. Could it be related to the illness
Wen Zhan turned around, but didn't look at her, just stared at the floor with his eyes downcast.
Lu Yunchu handed it to him. He hesitated for a while and wrote on it: If I have a seizure, will you kiss me
What a weird question! Lu Yunchu smiled and said, "Of course."
Wen Zhan's fingertips stiffened for a moment, and then he continued to write: What if I am not sick
Lu Yunchu smiled even more helplessly: "Of course, I have never done such a thing."
Wen Zhan lowered his head even lower, leaving her with a dark and furry head.
He wrote on her palm stroke by stroke: I mean... lips.
Lu Yunchu didn't react and let out an "ah". It took him a while to understand what Wen Zhan was referring to.
She couldn't help but laughed out loud: "These two things are not related!" Yes, she did kiss all the wounds on Wen Zhan's body because of the pain in his wounds, but she didn't do it because he was sick.
She sat next to Wen Zhan and lifted his wrist: "Hui Ji said the scar on your hand looks like a string of Buddhist beads."
Wen Zhan was still in the muffled state of pulling, not coming to his senses, looking at her in confusion.
Lu Yunchu slid her fingertips over his scar: "I suddenly felt that the scar became lighter." She whispered in his ear, "I used to feel pity when I looked at it, but now I see something else."
Wen Zhan's eyelashes trembled.
She said: "But I think this is too good, it makes me look like a bad person."
Wen Zhan held his breath, and his pale face gradually regained color. He held Lu Yunchu's hand with his backhand, and wrote with his other hand: You are a bad guy.
Lu Yunchu smiled. Seeing that he no longer refused to communicate in a silent manner like before, he thought that he had figured it out. He was about to stand up, but was halfway up when he was grabbed by Wen Zhan and fell back down.
He hurriedly continued writing on her palm: If I hadn't been sick...
Lu Yunchu patiently helped him write. When the first half of the sentence came out, she was still frowning. Didn't she finish this series of hypothetical questions
When she heard the second half of the sentence, she was stunned.
Because of the second half of the sentence, Wen Zhan asked word by word: Will you still have sex with me
Lu Yunchu never thought that Wen Zhan would ask such a question. Maybe she was shy or something, but really... this was Wen Zhan!
She tilted her head, and Wen Zhan didn't look shy at all. He just stared at her intently without blinking. His eyes were clearly affectionate, but the sincerity in his eyes made them look like puppy eyes.
Lu Yunchu found it difficult to describe this feeling. She felt that no one in the world could "say" such words so purely, as if what they were doing was something very sacred.
The rogue Lu Yunchu was speechless and stammered: "What do you mean?"
She did not answer immediately. The light in Wen Zhan's eyes seemed to be extinguished. He lowered his eyes and wrote on her palm: Then every time you have an attack, are you willing to be my husband and wife
Before he finished writing the rest of the words, Lu Yunchu finally recovered from his shock, pulled his hand away viciously, and pressed down on Wen Zhan's shoulder: "What are you thinking about!!"
Wen Zhan raised his head and looked at her guiltily.
No matter whether he knew he had done something wrong or not, as long as Lu Yunchu was angry, he would feel guilty.
Although Lu Yunchu was angry, she was also very helpless.
He pushed Wen Zhan down, rode on his waist viciously, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Are you daydreaming again?"
Wen Zhan turned away and didn't dare to look at her.
This was very simple, Lu Yunchu lowered his head and kissed him.
Wen Zhan responded tenderly and eagerly. Even when they were kissing, he tried his best to please Lu Yunchu. He remembered when Lu Yunchu would hum comfortably through her nose, when her body would soften, and he would deliberately use these actions to cater to her.
Lu Yunchu originally wanted to bite him to vent his anger, but his gentleness subsided his anger and he quickly surrendered.
She raised her head helplessly, covered her forehead, felt her limbs going limp, and sighed inwardly. Alas! What a loser.
When she left, Wen Zhan raised his head and wanted to catch up with her, but because she was riding on his waist, he couldn't support his upper body, so he just looked at her eagerly.
He was breathing slightly, his eyes were misty, looking at her as if through the misty mountains in the distance.
Lu Yunchu really wanted to yell at him. By doing this, it seemed like she was bullying him, when it was clearly him who seduced her first!
She pinched Wen Zhan's chin: "What happened?"
She bent down and pecked Wen Zhan hard: "Answer me!"
Wen Zhan subconsciously wanted to catch up, but was pinned down by her.
She raised her eyebrows, and her meaning was very clear: I am really threatening you, only if you answer properly can you get the candy.
So Wen Zhan took her hand and explained vaguely: I'm a little scared.
"What are you afraid of?"
Wen Zhan answered.
Lu Yunchu pecked him again and said like a bully: "Speak!"
Wen Zhan pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth were still shining with water. This action was simply so tempting. Lu Yunchu suppressed the restlessness dancing in his heart and tried to keep a straight face.
He wrote stiffly on her palm: I'm afraid you won't get close to me when I'm sick.
Of course, it was clear in just one sentence. He was afraid that she took him to the pleasure out of pity, afraid that she liked her sickly appearance, just like she liked those ugly scars.
If that's the case, he hopes that the scars on his body will never heal, and stay on his body for a lifetime. If that's enough, he can add some more. She seems to like the scars caused by the ropes. This is a bit troublesome, but fortunately, it can be done.
And when he was ill, maybe she also liked the way he was in pain, trembling with cold sweat and looking very hideous, but she wanted to get close to him, saying that she liked him like this, just like she liked his scars? He could pretend, pretend to be like, and try to contact her. Fortunately, the pain had been with him for eight years, and it was unforgettable, so he could remember it at any time.
And his legs. The first thing she kissed was his twisted and deformed legs. If she liked it, it didn’t matter if they were broken…
His thoughts were interrupted. Lu Yunchu was angry and helpless. He didn't know what to say: "Am I a pervert?"
Wen Zhan didn't understand what this meant, but he knew that Lu Yunchu was angry. This realization made him very upset, and he knew that he should not ask her these questions.
He tried to grab Lu Yunchu's hand, but was pushed away by Lu Yunchu.
She said in a very kind tone: "What are you thinking about so early in the morning? Just tell me what you want. I have told you -" She stopped talking halfway.
The more Wen Zhan said this, the more it proved how sad his life was. Even a little bit of good would be an unbearable and unimaginable blessing for him. He was in a shaky panic and was worried every day.
She really couldn't understand it, it was very difficult to understand, but his humble pleading and flattery were so strong that even if she couldn't understand it, she was still infected by this emotion.
She had never experienced it, so why should she enter into a state of self-understanding and be angry with him
She remained silent, which made Wen Zhan's heart ache.
He had never been so flustered before. He was already afraid because he had recovered from his illness, and now he was even more worried. He grabbed her hand and wrote words of apology on her arm.
The problem was that his arms were not as good as his palms for writing, and when she moved, his strokes became scattered.
He was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't know how to make her look disgusted or look at her furtively. His already misty eyes became even mistier.
Lu Yunchu sighed and asked softly: "Are you in pain now?"
Wen Zhan was stunned and felt it for a moment. His heart ached and his body ached.
He shook his head hesitantly, but ultimately did not dare to lie.
Lu Yunchu said: "Well, I will answer your question with my actions."
After saying that, he held down his hand that was trying to grab himself to apologize, and pressed his head down.