Wenshan arrived in the room, closed the door and leaned directly against the door. Then she slowly lifted her sleeves up. From about five centimeters away from her wrist, she could see a dark and wrinkled patch of hair. skin.
Wenshan suddenly put down her sleeves, then leaned against the door and gasped for air.
This was just the edge part. What she was most afraid of now was when she saw her arm, which was covered with disgusting burn wounds.
In addition to being bruised and bruised, there was also a dark, dark color that she couldn't accept.
Wenshan held her right shoulder tightly with her left hand, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn't need a doctor to tell her, but she knew that scars caused by sky fire could never be removed.
Wenshan stood at the door for a while, then slowly returned to the bed, then lay down on the bed, took the quilt and covered her face.
It seems that in this way, she can hide herself and prevent anyone from discovering her general self-deception.
Wenshan had been on a plane for a long time and subconsciously refused to face it all, so she quickly let herself fall asleep.
When Wenshan woke up again, the moonlight outside had already covered the sea, and the room was filled with moonlight, making people almost confused whether they were in the mortal world or in the sky.
Wenshan sat up and stretched. A place with good air will make people feel better.
I really hope I can live here all my life.
Wenshan thought about an extravagant wish and subconsciously avoided her arms, then put on her shoes and got out of bed, intending to go out to find some food.
Considering that Bai Ying was asleep, Wenshan walked softly when she went out and went downstairs carefully.
Just after Wenshan went downstairs, the door of the next room was slightly opened, and a moment later, it was gently closed again.
Wenshan went downstairs and saw the plates on the dining table. She sighed and looked back upstairs. She remembered that Mrs. Bai didn't know how to cook. At least Nalan Chunbo cooked the food last time she came here.
Wenshan touched her belly and went over to lift the plate on the table. "Did the villagers give it to you?" Wenshan said to herself. It should have been left for her, right
There are four dishes and one soup, all of which are light in taste. The soup is millet porridge, which is cooked just right. The food is still warm, as if it has been prepared not long ago.
Wenshan looked up at the time and saw that it was already three o'clock. She didn't know who was still cooking in the middle of the night, but she was hungry now after not eating for a day.
Wenshan reached for a pair of chopsticks and took a deep breath. Her arms still hurt when she held the chopsticks, so her chopsticks were shaking when she held them.
Fortunately, today's vegetables are quite large, which reduces the possibility of falling.
Wenshan picked up a piece of potato and put it into her mouth. She suddenly paused while eating.
Did she miss Nalan Chunbo too much
I actually tasted the food he cooked for me.
Wenshan shook her head. She thought too much. Nalan Chunbo had always respected her recently and really gave her time, so why would he come here
Wenshan felt relieved as she thought about it.
The people upstairs went into the next room and helped her close the window while Wenshan was eating. It was best not to expose her arms to the wind. Living with Wenshan for so long, he knew clearly that Wenshan often forgot to close the window. windows or curtains.
After everything was taken care of, Nalan Chunbo's eyes fell on the medicines on the table, and his eyes became a little deeper.