See, he's only showing concern because he hurt you.
Yue Xinluo, you are Yue Xinluo now, you are no longer Tang Xinluo.
Don't be like Tang Xinluo in the past, being easily swayed by his actions!
Xin Luo desperately told herself in her heart to restrain herself and be firm.
Immediately afterwards, he watched Lu Yuchen turn back with the medicine box in hand.
"Stretch out your right hand." The man's voice was still indifferent and cold.
When Xin Luo heard his unwavering tone, she knew that what happened just now was just her overthinking.
She just said, how could his concern be mixed with other meanings.
He still didn't want to recognize her.
His indifferent tone was as if he was talking to a stranger.
Sure enough, what is more terrible than hatred is indifference.
His indifference could almost freeze her heart.
The nasal cavity was slightly sore, Xinluo said stubbornly, "No need, give me the medicine, I will wipe it myself."
The man ignored it, opened the medicine box without any rejection, and took out various medical supplies from it.
Seeing that the little girl was still curling up her palms, she refused to reach out.
He didn't speak, just grabbed her right wrist and pulled her tender little hand out.
"I said no..."
"Are you afraid of pain?" The man suddenly looked sideways and asked calmly.
In the cold and indifferent eyes, there was an unprecedented concern faintly flashing across.
"No, not afraid." She shook her head.
Tang Xinluo four years ago might be afraid, but Yue Xinluo four years later is no longer the powerless little girl she was back then.
Only pain and scars can force people to grow.
Lu Yuchen nodded slightly, "Then bear with it, I'll try to be as gentle as possible."
After he finished speaking, he gently spread her palm, and first used cotton balls and tweezers to help her clean up the debris that had penetrated into her flesh.
Then, began to use alcohol to disinfect her.
Xin Luo looked at him with lowered eyes, stern and serious appearance, and was in a daze for a while.
Such Lu Yuchen's eyes were focused and serious, as if she was still his beloved treasure.
"hiss-"
In the palm of his right hand, there was a sudden sting of alcohol soaking into the wound. Xin Luo couldn't hold back for a moment, and actually called out softly.
It's so embarrassing.
He clearly said he was not afraid of pain.
"It hurts?" The man's clear and magnetic voice sounded, with concern enough to make her heart upset.
"No, I just couldn't hold back for a while." She bit her lower lip, unwilling to show weakness in front of him.
Lu Yuchen said "Mmm" and continued to treat her wound without saying a word.
I don't know why, but I clearly said I don't care.
But Xinluo suddenly felt a kind of melancholy in her heart.
It's just that this sense of loss has just risen from the bottom of my heart.
There was an itchy, crispy feeling in the palm of the right hand.
She looked up in surprise, only to see that the man actually held her wrist, lowered his head towards her palm, and blew lightly.
"It still hurts?"
He raised his eyes to look at her eyes, which were deep and cold, with a little bit of starlight.
It was as if, in his eyes, there was an entire galaxy of stars.
Xin Luo was slightly dazed, she never thought that after four years, she would see such tender and loving eyes from him.
She froze for a moment, and Tao Hua's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.
Lu Yuchen blew on her palm again, his tone a little lighter than before.
"Are women so delicate? I've tried to take it easy..."
He said softly while blowing.
That tone was not complaining, but rather a self-serving summary.