The cloth strips were tightly wrapped around his shoulders, the bleeding gradually stopped, his whole body relaxed, and Li Sinian's face looked much better. Fang Daichuan was lying on his right side on a big double bed, and they were squeezed together in a small corner. But they can't be blamed either, the vacated bed was soaked, blood and sweat dripped all over the bed, it was wet and sticky, and it was impossible to lie down.
Neither of them spoke, adjusted their breathing rhythm and pretended to be asleep. Fang Daichuan didn't dare to look at Li Sinian, feeling a little uncomfortable because of the scorching body temperature beside him, he simply turned his head to look at the hazy Yuyue outside the window. Li Sinian rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand, listening to the clicking of the brass clock.
The heartbeat was heavy and rapid, and they knew that they were not asleep, so they opened their mouths a few times and didn't know what to say. The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, but it was a little stickier than embarrassment, and there was a faint tacit haziness.
The rain outside is getting louder.
Li Sinian lay down for a while, but couldn't help but sat up half-supported: "No, I'm going to take a bath."
"Wash the fart! There's no hot water, you have a fever!" Fang Daichuan turned over and jumped up.
The two people who pretended to be asleep looked at each other, saw the corner of each other's bloody mouth, and looked away tacitly.
"You didn't sleep..." Li Sinian asked knowingly.
—Nonsense, you fucking rub your fingers so fucking cool, I have to be able to sleep fucking too. Fang Daichuan thought.
Fang Daichuan scratched his hair: "I... I'm a bit obsessed with bed."
—Fuck you, Li Sinian rolled his eyes, I saw you slept soundly last night.
"Is it a bit crowded... how about I change it..." Li Sinian smiled.
"No, no, no!" Fang Daichuan hurriedly raised his head, "Just...just sleep like this...it's good..." He saw the smile on the corner of Li Sinian's mouth in the middle of speaking, and was a little embarrassed by his smile, so he hurriedly changed his mind, "I, I'm afraid you'll burn up in the middle of the night, so I can take care of you..."
"I want to take a bath, do you want to take care of me?" Li Sinian pretended to be casual.
Fang Daichuan stammered: "Ah... this, how to take care of this? I..."
"My hands are inconvenient." Li Sinian tilted his head and glanced at his left shoulder. "I can't lift my left hand up, and I can't dip it in water. Please help me hold the nozzle."
Fang Daichuan groaned and chirped: "Ah... ok, ok..."
The island has been cut off from electricity, and the remaining hot water in the water heater has been used up a few days ago. It has been rainy and rainy for the past few days, and the solar energy is not enough. The two of them entered the bathroom and turned the switch to the hottest, but the water was still icy cold.
Fang Daichuan held up the shower, and sprayed cold water on Li Sinian's back to wash away the blood. Li Sinian washed his hair with one hand, and the other was wet with water.
Li Sinian had a scar on his back.
It was quite long, with hideous edges and twisted sharp white edges. Fang Daichuan couldn't hold back, and touched it with his hands. Li Sinian shuddered violently.
He turned around and raised his eyebrows.
"Here, what's going on?" Fang Daichuan poked his lower back.
"It happened when I was a child." Li Sinian turned his head and continued to take a bath, not wanting to say more.
"What happened when I was a child?" Fang Daichuan was a curious baby, but he had a lot of patience.
Li Sinian sighed, pressed the shower gel with one hand, applied it on his chest, and rubbed it into bubbles.
"I was abducted and trafficked to a fraud organization when I was a child, and I was caught by others when I escaped. I stayed at that time." He avoided the seriousness and did not say how he stayed or the specific circumstances.
But Fang Daichuan didn't know why, hearing his calm and breezy words, his heart was heavy.
Li Sinian finished washing his back and rubbing bubbles all over his chest, he hesitated to turn around. Fang Daichuan, however, was already far away, staring at the scar on his lower back, his mind had turned to the scene where Li Sinian was beaten up by a group of adults.
It's poor, it's so small.
He was lost in thought, and put his entire palm on it. The arc of the lower back is drawn in hard, and it doesn't look abrupt when you put a palm on it.
Li Sinian shook violently.
He didn't care about the cold water and warm palms, and he turned around and pinched Fang Daichuan's wrist, his eyes narrowed, like some kind of big cat, with the danger of being insatiable: " what?"
"No, don't do it," Fang Daichuan swallowed, resolutely resisted the temptation, and shook his head, "You're still hurt, I can't take advantage of others!"
Li Sinian was amused: "You may have misunderstood the word taking advantage of others' danger, or your positioning." He put his voice down very softly, and said every word in Fang Daichuan's ear.
Fang Daichuan raised his eyelids to look at him, and poked his finger on the edge of the white cloth wrapped around his left shoulder: "Don't be arrogant because of favors, my brother sees that you are hurt, and loves you, and let you take advantage of the words."
"Then brother, please feel sorry for me any more." Li Sinian stepped off the donkey, lowered his head and kissed him.
half an hour later.
Li Sinian lay on the bed, straining his ears to listen to the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Fang Daichuan stood under the shower, while taking a shower, he kept rubbing his skin with his hands to resist the chill of the cold water. He also had wounds on his shoulder, and the cut he made by hitting the iron door was still not completely healed. While repeatedly washing his fighting brother with his left hand, he recalled the phrase he scolded Li Sinian for "washing the fart" , suddenly felt a little inexplicable shame.
The doorbell rang suddenly outside the door.
Li Sinian hesitated for a moment, then lifted the knife on the table, carried it behind his back, and opened the door.
Outside the door, Du Wei was lazily standing against the door frame, as if he had no bones, his cheeks were dizzy with alcohol, and he smelled of alcohol: "Ding Zihui is dead, do you want to go and see?"
Li Sinian was taken aback.
"What? Who's dead?" Fang Daichuan heard the movement in the bathroom, wrapped himself in a bathrobe casually, didn't bother to brush his hair, opened the bathroom door and ran out.
Bring out the scent of a large body wash, and the humidity of cold water.
Li Sinian turned his head: "It's Du Wei who came and said... Ding Zihui is dead."
"Ding Zihui?" Fang Daichuan was dumbfounded, "Isn't it Yang Song? Yang Song went to chase Ding Zihui, but was killed by Ding Zihui..."
"Yes, but Ding Zihui is also dead." Du Wei's voice was not ups and downs, as if he didn't care about who died and who lived, but just came to inform them, "I moved back the corpse, and Yang Song's also moved back, do you want it?" Go down and have a look?"
Fang Daichuan wrapped his bathrobe tightly and went out.
Li Sinian sighed, took the room card, and did not put down the knife.
"If it's not about women fighting, men can't join them..." Du Wei drank too much, a little drunk, "Women fight, it's really terrible, and they don't show affection at all."
Fang Daichuan didn't have a good impression of him, and he choked when he heard the words: "When I killed my father, I didn't see you showing affection."
Du Wei suddenly stopped when he heard the words, and glanced back at him, with some mockery and coldness in his eyes: "You show affection because someone is protecting you."
"He is friendly because he has a clean heart." Li Sinian said coldly behind them.
Du Wei looked around the two of them, snorted with a half-smile, turned around and went downstairs. Fang Daichuan stopped where he was. Li Sinian passed him, but was held back by him.
Fang Daichuan tugged at the corner of Li Sinian's clothes.
"Did I hinder you? I..." Fang Daichuan felt very uncomfortable, remembering the injection that Li Sinian took for him, and remembering that he was afraid that Li Sinian would harm Liu Xin, so he hurried to stop him, but he saw Li Sinian was completely beaten by Liu Xinyin.
He is still running a fever, Fang Daichuan thought, if it was Li Sinian himself, he would definitely sleep with the door locked behind his back, and whoever dies lives. He dragged me because he wanted to save this time, but he was not willing to do that, which made him work hard and hurt all over his body.
"But I can't change anything... They're all dead... I didn't save anyone, but I hurt you instead." Fang Daichuan said in a low voice.
Li Sinian stopped in his tracks.
He stayed up all night, had a high fever, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and coldness, but when he looked back, his voice was low and gentle, with affirmation and determination: "Without you, Ding Zihui, I and Yang Song, There is no difference between Du Wei and Du Wei. If all the organs are exhausted, life and death are up to God."
"You can't save someone who wants to die," Li Sinian said word by word, "but brother Chuan'er, you have been saving me."