He took out the plaster and gently wiped the scars for her.

Yi looked back at his extremely beautiful and gentle face.

Until they finished wiping, they remained silent. He put away the bottle, took her hand, and walked all the way. When he reached the door of a room, he let go of her hand and opened the door.

A smell of herbs came to his nose, and Yi looked back and wondered why he brought him here.

He walked in directly, took out some herbs from the herb cabinet in a corner, took tools, put the herbs in, and grind them carefully.

Yi looked back and didn't know what he was doing, but he couldn't ask him, just stood there without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a wooden basin and twisted the herbs out of water. Then, he pulled Yi over and looked back, soaked her hands in the basin, and said whisperingly: "Soak your hands with herbal water first, and I will give you some plaster tomorrow. Remember to wipe it once a day. After a while, the scabs on your hands will fall."

Yi's heart tightened again when she looked back. She looked at his handsome side face and stared at her hands in the basin so focused, opening and closing the thin lips.

There is a kind of love that is to ignore it, just stand silently behind her and treat her injuries silently.

Yi's eyes turned back became wet, and her head gradually became blank...

As if she was hypnotized, there was white mist around her. His outline was gentle and graceful. Her eyes suddenly became confused. Her fingers soaked in the basin couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Why are you...so kind to me?" After a long time, she trembled her throat and made a sound with a little dryness.

She felt that he was cleaning his hands and suddenly trembled. This was the only thing she said to him since we met today.

Slowly, he turned his head and stared at her. The distance between them was very close, and the faint light shone out his soft outline.

Yi's heart suddenly tightened when she looked back. At this moment, she saw the haggardness and fatigue in his eyes. He had indeed lost weight a lot. Is this because of her? Is it because of her words, then she would be very sorry for him.

The atmosphere was so quiet that it almost suffocated...

"Because I am very satisfied when I see you." He replied softly and simply. When she left mercilessly, he did hate her, hate her ruthlessness, and hate her for making herself so painful; but he missed her so much, missed her smile, and her taste...

Later, he figured it out that at least, he would not be completely forgotten. When she needed help, he would always be the first person she remembered. This reason was far-fetched, but he ignored the pain in his heart and found a trace of self-comfort from the pain.

"I deceived you, won't you blame me?" She looked at him, her eyes filled with star-like tears, her lips were pale, and her eyes were a little pale.

His body suddenly stiffened, and his lonely eyes stared at her deeply.

He suddenly wanted to touch her lost cheek with his fingers, and gently, just gently touch her, but why? He felt heartache.

In the end, his hands still slid down from the air stiffly, his voice was low and he felt a kind of tight hoarseness: "If... if... one day, I was poisoned and approached the verge of death, would you also look for a miracle doctor to treat me?" He took out a plaster and gently wiped the scars for her.

Yi looked back at his extremely beautiful and gentle face.

Until they finished wiping, they remained silent. He put away the bottle, took her hand, and walked all the way. When he reached the door of a room, he let go of her hand and opened the door.

A smell of herbs came to his nose, and Yi looked back and wondered why he brought him here.

He walked in directly, took out some herbs from the herb cabinet in a corner, took tools, put the herbs in, and grind them carefully.

Yi looked back and didn't know what he was doing, but he couldn't ask him, just stood there without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a wooden basin and twisted the herbs out of water. Then, he pulled Yi over and looked back, soaked her hands in the basin, and said whisperingly: "Soak your hands with herbal water first, and I will give you some plaster tomorrow. Remember to wipe it once a day. After a while, the scabs on your hands will fall."

Yi's heart tightened again when she looked back. She looked at his handsome side face and stared at her hands in the basin so focused, opening and closing the thin lips.

There is a kind of love that is to ignore it, just stand silently behind her and treat her injuries silently.

Yi's eyes turned back became wet, and her head gradually became blank...

As if she was hypnotized, there was white mist around her. His outline was gentle and graceful. Her eyes suddenly became confused. Her fingers soaked in the basin couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Why are you...so kind to me?" After a long time, she trembled her throat and made a sound with a little dryness.

She felt that he was cleaning his hands and suddenly trembled. This was the only thing she said to him since we met today.

Slowly, he turned his head and stared at her. The distance between them was very close, and the faint light shone out his soft outline.

Yi's heart suddenly tightened when she looked back. At this moment, she saw the haggardness and fatigue in his eyes. He had indeed lost weight a lot. Is this because of her? Is it because of her words, then she would be very sorry for him.

The atmosphere was so quiet that it almost suffocated...

"Because I am very satisfied when I see you." He replied softly and simply. When she left mercilessly, he did hate her, hate her ruthlessness, and hate her for making herself so painful; but he missed her so much, missed her smile, and her taste...

Later, he figured it out that at least, he would not be completely forgotten. When she needed help, he would always be the first person she remembered. This reason was far-fetched, but he ignored the pain in his heart and found a trace of self-comfort from the pain.

"I deceived you, won't you blame me?" She looked at him, her eyes filled with star-like tears, her lips were pale, and her eyes were a little pale.

His body suddenly stiffened, and his lonely eyes stared at her deeply.

He suddenly wanted to touch her lost cheek with his fingers, and gently, just gently touch her, but why? He felt heartache.
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