After that night, Shen Hun hadn't seen Yan Zhifan again for two days in a row.
But breakfast, lunch and dinner were not interrupted, and she could see the delicate food on the table when she came downstairs.
She used it up calmly and returned to the room calmly.
On the third night, Yan Zhifan opened the door of the room again.
Shen Wei lay flat, slowly opening his eyes in the dark, and a faint blood haunting the tip of his nose.
"What's wrong with you?" She sat up and pressed the switch.
Just hearing a click, the room suddenly brightened.
The blood-stained appearance of the man's white clothes was also clearly greeted.
The monotonous and almost rigid shirt, buttoned to the end, symbolizes abstinence and restraint. It should be a self-sustaining and noble character, but at this time, because of the large faint blood, it shows a little coquettish and extravagant.
Yan Zhifan covered his left shoulder blade with his right hand.
The blood oozes between the fingers, smearing the blood on the shirt even more.
Shen Hun got out of bed quickly and helped him sit by the bed.
Yan Zhifan smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't know the pain.
Shen Hou frowned, seeing the blood seeping more and more, and the fishy smell getting heavier and heavier.
"You need a doctor." She said calmly.
"… No."
On the entire island, there is only him and her, there is no third person at all.
Not to mention the doctor.
"But if you can't stop the bleeding in time, you will die."
He said, "Do you care?"
"Care. You are dead, how do I leave?"
"... Although the reason is disappointing, the answer is surprising."
Shen Hou frowned: "When are you going to talk nonsense?"
"There is a first aid kit in the locker by the fireplace."
Shen Wei went downstairs to get it, and quickly returned to the room.
Yan Zhifan: "Open the second layer, there is an anti-inflammatory needle inside."
According to Shen Hou, his eyes flickered as he saw another injection at the same time.
Following her gaze, the man also noticed, but did not pierce it. He just said, "The one on the left."
She took it out, pulled out the needle cap, and slowly pushed it into the man's subcutaneous vein.
Yan Zhifan's expression remained unchanged and waited quietly.
As the medicine was injected, what he felt was not the tingling, but... the fragrance of the woman's body.
They were so close, as if they could hold her in their arms as soon as they stretched out their hands, and kiss Fangze.
"... Okay." She backed away, throwing away the syringe.
Yan Zhifan: "The bottom layer, surgical scissors and hemostatic medicine."
Shen Hou first took out the scissors, cut open the shirt on his body, and felt a clear sticky sensation when he peeled off the cloth and wounds.
Therefore, when Shen Hou started to tear it, he would inevitably pull the flesh around the wound.
Hearing a muffled hum, the man stiffened, and every muscle began to tighten physically.
She stopped.
Yan Zhifan gritted his teeth: "Continue, continue!"
Shen Hun no longer hesitated, and slammed hard to get it right in one step.
At the same time, the man who had reached the limit of patience still didn't make a sound, only sweat dropped drop by drop.
Applying medicine is even more suffering.
The first disinfection process is very bloody. When the white powder is sprinkled on the wound, the blood will gradually soak it into a deep red, and then spread it with a cotton swab.
With a move, the muscles of the man trembled once.
Shen Hun didn't stop, so he could only speed up his hand, and finally wrapped it with gauze, and everything was over.
Not only Yan Zhifan, but she was also sweating.
"...Thank you." The man got up, ready to leave.
"Who did it?" Shen Hou used the remaining disinfectant cotton to dry the blood on his hands.
After a pause from his back, Yan Zhifan slowly turned around, his calm black eyes refracted a faint light, vaguely cold.
He asked back: "Who do you think it is?"
Shen Hou: "Quan Hanting."
"Heh..." The coldness completely turned into bitterness, "Do you still think of him? It's a pity, it's destined to be disappointed."
Shen Hun didn't believe a word: "Why bother?"
She didn't understand what Yan Zhifan was insisting on
What's worth his ignorance
"Let me go, and leave a way for you, isn't it?"
The man chuckled and raised his eyes quickly: "No, good!"
After speaking, he turned and left.
…
After that, Yan Zhifan asked Shen Hou to administer medicine for him for two consecutive days.
And he seemed to be idle too, and never disappeared.
On the third day, Shen Hun did not see him.
No on the fourth day.
On the fifth day, he came back, but it was in the middle of the night, sneaking into the room, lying on the floor in front of Shen Wei's bed in his clothes, and leaving quietly before dawn.
On the sixth day, he appeared.
The sunlight outside the window is just right, reflecting the interior warm and bright.
The man is wearing a white suit and tie Zhou Zhou Zhengzheng, walking towards Shen Hou holding a bunch of roses.
Suddenly, it looked like the prince charming in a fairy tale.
Gentle, elegant, and personable.
He stood in front of Shen Hun, stretched out his hand, and handed the flower out, his eyes no longer the enthusiasm that the two had tolerated when they got together, but the calm and indifference of no wind and no waves.
"Hou Hou," he smiled, "Let's watch the sunrise with me again."
She seemed to have a premonition, and the expression in her eyes at the man became extremely complicated.
In the end, under Yan Zhifan’s expectant gaze, he raised his hand to take the bouquet of roses and spoke softly—
"it is good."
He smiled.
…
By the sea, on the beach.
The break of dawn sent the first light of dawn, orange and red slanted across the sea, and golden scales were shining.
The sea breeze was gusting and the waves sounded.
Soon, a round of red sun like duck egg yolk rose from the sea level, and at the same time brought light to the world.
Yan Zhifan stared at the place where the sea and the sky meet, half of his face plated with orange light, adding a bit of soft color to the original cold and sharp outline.
"Houhou, I regret it."
"Regret?" She was watching the sunrise, not at him.
"The indifference of the past life, the miss of this life, there are too many places to regret. In the past, I have always imagined countless times, if you do not have the right to defend, can you and I have a perfect ending. I was stubbornly stubborn. Think-can."
"Therefore, after the fraudulent death, I used Yan Jin to get rid of Quan Hanting. For this reason, I helped him with the screen family, so that he could have offensive weapons far beyond the level of technology at the time. Of course, the plan went well. Ting's life soon passed and he left the field sadly, but I didn't expect that the people sent by Yan Jin would give you medicine, let alone that you were pregnant."
"But it's okay, I've killed him to vent my anger for you."
Shen Hou's neck felt cold.
Although I had guessed that Yan Jin might be dead, I didn't expect it was solved by Yan Zhifan himself.
"At that time, I had been admitted by the Yan family, and Yan Ke hoped that I would take over the company and become the next generation successor. Everyone felt that I should be content. From a rich second generation in Ningcheng to the successor of the rich in Kyoto, what else is wrong? satisfaction?"
"Yes," he laughed, with a certain desire and longing in his eyes, but when he turned his head to look at Shen Hun, he was completely filled up, "I haven't got you yet, I have been thinking of you for two lifetimes, I How willing?"
Shen Wei's eyes shook, what he said was...
Two lifetimes? !
At this moment, she was full of doubts, but did not dare to ask questions.
"Because of this unwillingness, I chose to go abroad. After three years of 156 major and minor operations, I successfully became another person, and even deliberately changed my voice, personality, habits, and walking posture. Once, you When I said that I was gentle and deep into the bones, I guessed that you like Quan Hanting's cold-hearted type, so I trained my eyes to be sharp. I adjusted my temperament to be cold."
"I finally became what you like, but when you meet again, you still don't belong to me."
Shen Wei opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
After a long while, he shook his head gently: "... I'm not worth it."
"No." The man's eyes regained scorching heat, his eyes hot desperately when he saw her, "I was wrong. I thought that our future was still very long, but I didn't expect Quan Hanting to come back..."
"Hahaha... He actually came back?! So what are these three years? What are all the painstaking efforts at the beginning? If I had known it, I would not have missed these three years..."
"After all my institutions, I still can't escape being fooled by fate. Time and fate. I regret not cutting the grass and rooting out. I regret that you were not shameless enough when you first met Quan Hanting in Ningcheng, and I regret that you missed it for nothing. The chance to win you first..."
"But I don't regret it, I love you, and I don't hesitate to give everything for it."
Shen Xu's face was expressionless, but his cheeks clenched secretly.
"Unfortunately, I lost..." He laughed at himself.
As if to confirm this sentence, the sound of the helicopter propeller turning from a distance came closer and closer.
The little black dot on the horizon is getting clearer...
"It's really fast." Yan Zhifan sighed quietly, "He's here to pick you up."
Shen Hun stood up abruptly.
The next second, the man clasped his wrist.
She turned her head to meet Yan Zhifan’s crazily red eyes...