Lu Yunchu snatched the paper he was writing on and crumpled it into a ball.
"What are you talking about!" She was furious, and her sourness turned into an awkward tone, "I said, are you in trouble?"
Wen Zhan retracted his fingers and lowered his eyes. His trembling eyelashes revealed his helplessness.
Without paper and pen, he couldn't even express his apology. He could only sit there in silence, annoying everyone.
Seeing him like this, Lu Yunchu touched her face, thinking that she still had the face of a vicious female supporting role, so she had to be especially careful with her tone. She quickly softened her tone: "In the future, tell me what you want to eat. If I find something delicious, I will give you a portion. You have to eat well and take good care of your injuries."
Wen Zhan frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to write something, as if he wanted to reject this unbearable kindness.
When he stretched out his hand, his sleeves slipped down, revealing his fair wrist, with the wound deep enough to see the bone particularly obvious.
The wound was more serious than yesterday. Lu Yunchu was stunned for a moment, squatted in front of him, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with your injury?"
She became anxious again. Wen Zhan's eyes fell on his hands, and he covered the culprit in a panic.
He tried his best to smile gently, shook his head, and tried to tell her with his eyes that it was okay.
But Lu Yunchu didn't see it. She stared at his wound and asked, "How did you wash last night?"
Wen Zhan obviously didn't expect her to ask this and was caught off guard.
"Do you wipe your body with a towel, or take off all your clothes and bathe in the tub?"
Her question was too direct. Wen Zhan froze for a moment, his ears reddening at an inappropriate time. After a while, he realized that he had to answer this question, so he gritted his teeth and wrote the word "the latter" on the table.
Lu Yunchu was like a cat with its fur standing on end: "Do you know how badly you are injured? You dared to get wet? I thought you just wanted to wipe yourself off, but I didn't expect you don't care about yourself so much!"
Having upset her again, Wen Zhan wrote on the table stroke by stroke: "Sorry."
The wound on his hand was so severe that the flesh was flying around. If it were an ordinary person, he would have grimaced in pain and been unable to move. However, he looked so used to it that he didn't care and continued to write steadily on the table.
"Don't you feel any pain?" Lu Yunchu quickly grabbed his sleeve and gently took his hand away from the table.
Wen Zhan was at a loss. He couldn't speak, and if he didn't write, he couldn't even express his apology.
After Lu Yunchu took his hand away, he did not let go. Instead, he took a closer look, his face wrinkled, and asked repeatedly: "It's so serious, doesn't it hurt you? And you dare to soak in the water!"
This question stumped Wen Zhan. He lowered his eyes, a cloud of confusion gathered between his brows. He felt it for a moment and nodded in answer to the question.
He nodded hesitantly. He had never experienced "no pain" before, so it was difficult for him to judge what "pain" was.
Lu Yunchu glared: "Then you dare to take a bath!"
Wen Zhan's sleeve was held by her and he dared not move, but he did not want to make her angry, so he could only use his left hand to gesture on the table, "I am too dirty."
Thinking of the red and black blood stains all over his body when he was just put down, Lu Yunchu was like a balloon pricked by a needle. He was deflated all of a sudden. He wanted to say something but couldn't. In the end, he could only sigh and anxiously said, "You can't touch the water either."
He was very obedient and nodded.
"Apply the medicine properly."
He nodded again.
Lu Yunchu propped up his head and looked at him. He really had no way to deal with him. Suddenly, he stood up and ran to the kitchen.
She took out a small blackened wooden stick from under the stove, scratched it on the ground twice, and when she found it could be used, she ran back to the room in a hurry, found a strip of cloth to wrap it around, cut the paper into small squares, folded them up and sewed them up.
A simple and portable paper and pen is ready.
When she finished, she ran back excitedly, but Wen Zhan was no longer at the table.
She walked towards the door in confusion, but before she reached it, she heard voices coming from the corridor.
"You seem to be getting sicker."
This voice was too familiar. Lu Yunchu's breath was held. Why was Wen Jue here
The fear of fleeing in the previous two lives suddenly surged into her heart. If he discovered the injuries on Wen Zhan's body, would she be forced to flee again
Wen Zhan... Will he file a complaint
Lu Yunchu walked lightly and slowly approached the window.
Through the half-open window, she saw two people standing in the corridor.
Wen Zhan was half a head taller than Wen Jue, but much thinner than him. Wen Jue was dressed much more respectably than him, and the dark patterns on his clothes shone lightly in the sunlight, making Wen Zhan's coarse linen dark clothes look even more shabby.
If Wen Jue is majestic, like an eagle about to fly into the sky, then Wen Zhan is like a jade mountain about to fall, with a heavy dusky air hanging over him, like a heavy snow in winter that washes everything clean, waiting to disappear without a trace as soon as the sun comes out, as if he had never been to this world.
Wen Jue did not look at Wen Zhan, as if he was subconsciously avoiding his gaze, and said vaguely: "... I know you have no attachment to the world, but your life is... You have to work hard to live."
Wen Zhan did not seem angry. His eyes fell on the white clouds rolling freely in the sky, and he nodded slightly.
When he had no expression on his face, he looked really cold and extremely distant, making people afraid to approach him.
Lu Yunchu recalled that he always had a blank expression on his face, but why didn't he have this feeling before
The two brothers got along really strangely. Wen Jue had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say after opening his mouth several times. He clenched his fists and turned the topic to Lu Yunchu: "Now that you are married and have a family, I can be considered to have... lived up to your trust."
Wen Zhan lowered his eyes and reached out to catch the dead leaves blown down by the wind.
Wen Jue never looked at him, and the awkward aura on his body was about to burst out: "Although Lu Yunchu has a bad temper, she is beautiful, and after you two were caught, you were the one who agreed to the marriage, so you must have—"
Wen Zhan suddenly crushed the dead leaves in his hand, his expression suddenly turned cold. Wen Jue clearly didn't look at him, but immediately stopped talking.
But he refused to accept it and said with a smile: "You and I grew up together, is it offensive to joke with me?"
Lu Yunchu could only grit his teeth as he watched. Why was the male protagonist so annoying
Wen Zhan had no intention of talking to him, and he had no paper or pen with him, so he could only use his fingers to write on the pillars of the corridor: "When the time comes, I will give you what you want."
Lu Yunchu couldn't see clearly what he wrote, he only saw Wen Jue's body freeze, and he took a few steps back in astonishment: "What nonsense are you talking about! Am I that kind of person in your mind? I do have resentment, but I have never had any other thoughts!"
Wen Zhan turned to look at him and nodded calmly.
This made Wen Jue look like he was jumping up and down in anger. He was anxious: "What are you doing? Explain it clearly!" He was so angry that he spoke without restraint, "No, it's not about explaining it clearly, it's about writing it down clearly. Are you speechless-"
Lu Yunchu couldn't stand it any longer, so he pushed open the window and yelled, "Hey!"
Wen Jue turned his head, eyes widened, and looked shocked and angry: "What did you hear?"
Lu Yunchu didn't have time to take a detour, so she simply climbed out of the window: "What did I hear?" She forgot her fear of the man who had killed her twice, and strode forward, "Of course I heard a dog barking."
Wen Jue gritted his teeth, his face flushed with anger: "What did you say!"
He was a little scary when he was furious. Lu Yunchu just pouted, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and didn't even look at him.
At such a tense moment, this action seemed a little inappropriate. Wen Zhan covered his face with his sleeves and coughed lightly.
Lu Yunchu immediately turned to look at him, fearing that he had caught a cold and was coughing, and was relieved to see that he looked normal.
Wen Jue calmed down and didn't want to argue with Lu Yunchu: "What are you doing here? You have no right to interrupt us when we are talking."
Lu Yunchu rolled his eyes to the sky. As expected of his enemy who had killed him twice, he was really annoying.
"This is my yard." She put her hands on her hips. "Didn't you see the sign outside? 'No outsiders or dogs allowed.'"
Wen Jue sneered and said, "I am the master of the Wen Mansion, and I cannot be considered an outsider."
Lu Yunchu nodded in agreement: "Yeah."
Wen Jue was a little slow to react, and came to his senses: "How dare you scold me!"
"Cough cough." Another light cough was heard beside him. Lu Yunchu turned his head and looked at Wen Zhan's slightly curved eyes in confusion. He always felt that he was laughing secretly.
Wen Jue snorted, "Crazy woman!" He flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.
He was so angry that he didn't even bother to look at the road. He walked in a hurry, like a gust of wind.
Lu Yunchu shouted anxiously from behind: "Hey—"
He raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically. Do you want to keep him
He walked faster, and Lu Yunchu shouted from behind: "Don't..."
This woman hasn't realized the truth yet. She seems really crazy.
He snorted and laughed, but felt something was wrong. The next moment, there was a loud "bang", his body flew into the air, his eyes went black, and he fell heavily into a deep pit.
Lu Yunchu caught up with him, panting, and lay down at the edge of the pit, looking down.
Wen Jue rubbed his lower back and when he looked up, he met Lu Yunchu's distressed gaze.
The pain in her eyes was so sincere and heartfelt, almost overflowing, which made Wen Jue's heart tremble. Although he hated her, no one could ignore this look.
She really does...
Lu Yunchu rubbed his chest and said with great distress: "You are suppressing my food."
Wen Jue:
He looked sideways belatedly and found himself lying in a pit full of cabbages!
Lu Yunchu looked at him distressedly... The cabbage under him: "My vegetables, the cabbage I stored for the winter."
Wen Jue:?
She complained and was shocked: "What's wrong with you? It's all crushed. Even pigs can't make it this bad!"
Wen Jue:
Wen Zhan walked over slowly and just heard this, he started coughing again.
Lu Yunchu looked at him carefully and found that there was indeed a smile in his eyes. He was indeed smiling.
She turned her head and stared at Wen Jue resentfully, watching him climb out of the pit in a panic.
"Lu Yunchu, are you sick?" Wen Jue patted the vegetable leaves on his body, "Who the hell is digging a hole in the yard?!"
Lu Yunchu explained seriously: "It's not a pit, it's a cellar." Who knows how long the plot will trap her in the yard, she must store up food.
"Who the hell is digging a cellar in the yard?"
“It’s spacious here.”
"Cough cough." Wen Zhan started coughing again.
Wen Jue was so angry that he stamped his feet, not caring about his manners anymore: "Do you know what kind of place this is? Every inch of land is worth a lot of money. This is a mansion that cannot be bought with a fortune!"
"Ah, now I know. No wonder it's so easy to dig."
Wen Zhan couldn't help it and raised his sleeves to cover his face: "Ahem."
Lu Yunchu looked back at him helplessly. Is it that funny
Wen Jue was so angry that he was fuming: "Mad man!" He turned away and walked away. After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and walked out of the yard in small steps.
"You just dug a hole." Lu Yunchu rolled his eyes.
Wen Jue turned around and gritted his teeth fiercely: "I'm not afraid of falling in again!"
Now Wen Zhan couldn't stop coughing.
Lu Yunchu waited for him to finish laughing but still couldn't figure out what was so funny. He scratched his head and said, "What's wrong with you? How can he, as your brother, treat you like this?"
Wen Zhan stopped and looked at her.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got: "Next time he does this again, I'll dig a hole for him all the way and make him fall to death, this bastard."
Thinking of this scene, Lu Yunchu suddenly laughed. The more he thought about it, the funnier it became. He laughed so hard that he fell backwards and couldn't stop.
She laughed and said, "See how he dares to be sarcastic and outspoken—" She laughed without any image, and when she turned around, she happened to meet Wen Zhan's gaze.
He was also smiling, but this time his smile was particularly quiet, with his eyebrows and eyes curved in a gentle smile.
Lu Yunchu coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed that his laughter was too lawless. He scratched his face and avoided his gaze.