He was injured to protect her... Now she is unscathed, but his hands are covered with scars.
Her tears fell drop by drop on Luo Yichen's wound, diluting the sticky blood and the pain of his wound.
He suddenly felt that being hurt was also a very happy thing, because he could see her worrying and feeling sorry for himself, and he could feel how much she cared for him...
"Idiot, don't cry. It's just a small injury, just go back and apply some medicine." He gently patted her on the back and whispered to comfort her,
Seeing the smile that was barely propped up at the corner of his mouth, Su Rourou couldn't hold back her tears. She cried so much that it wet Luo Yichen's T-shirt chest.
While crying, she tore off the bottom of her skirt and wrapped it around Luo Yichen's injured hand...
Seeing her concentrated appearance, the smile on the corner of Luo Yichen's mouth gradually bloomed, brighter than the flowers blooming in the valley.
There was silence in the valley, as if time had stood still, only the whistling wind.
He just lay there in the huge green waves, staring at her, listening to the wind quietly.
In the wind, there seems to be the sound of a heartbeat...
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Yichen's cell phone rang. The ringtone of the mobile phone echoes in the empty valley...
It turned out that Li Tianwei and the others couldn't wait for them to come back for a long time, worrying about what happened to them.
"Let's go! Let's go back quickly, everyone is worried about us." Luo Yichen sat up and stretched out his hand to Su Rourou.
Su Rourou looked at the pair of big hands wrapped in pink gauze in front of her, and slowly stretched out her hand...
Feeling the softness of his palm, Luo Yichen squeezed hard, and firmly grasped her hand.
A gust of wind blew by, and there were waves of green waves that were higher than the waves under his feet. And his heart at this moment is as surging as this huge wave.
Su Rourou lowered her eyes, for the first time in her life, she was afraid to look into Luo Yichen's eyes. Those eyes are like the black holes of the universe, which can firmly attract everything.
The corners of Luo Yichen's lips curled up, and he took her hand and walked up the steep grassy slope step by step.
The sunlight elongated their figures, and the tightly clasped hands connected the figures of the two of them together.
Su Rourou followed his steps slowly, and suddenly thought of a very old song...
"There is no shelter from the storm,
No ups and downs, no need to go,
So hold your hand in peace,
Don't think about whether you should look back.
…”
Yes, holding Luo Yichen's hand made her feel at ease, because they had spent a long childhood together...
When approaching the top of the slope, it was almost noon, and the sun was scorching the earth.
After being illuminated by the dazzling sunlight, Su Rourou's mind gradually came to her senses. She shook her head vigorously. God, she must have broken her brain, right? Or was it because the scene just now was too romantic that she became affectionate towards Luo Yichen again
Luo Yichen had already loosened her hand, and squatted down facing her again: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back!"
Su Rourou's eyes fell on the gauze in his palm, and she shook her head: "It's okay, I can go. You... are all injured, and the scars will burst again with a little force."
"I'm fine, come up quickly!" Luo Yichen insisted.
"No!" Su Rourou insisted even more.
Luo Yichen turned his head slightly, raised his eyebrows at her, with ambiguous emotions flashing in his eyes: "I give you two choices, one is to let me carry you on your back, and the other is to let me... hug you..."
Su Rourou's body trembled slightly, and she climbed onto his broad back very numbly.
Luo Yichen laughed softly, then slowly stood up, and walked back to the direction of the stream.