Xu Shuyan lowered her scissors and cut right on Song Xiang's finger. Although Song Xiang was able to dodge quickly, she almost had a piece of flesh cut off.
The wound was extremely deep, and blood spread rapidly.
Xu Shuyan was going crazy a moment ago, but she suddenly woke up when she saw blood.
"Xiangxiang!"
Song Xiang endured the pain and forced out a miserable smile, but she had no strength to comfort her mother.
There was sweat on her forehead, she gritted her teeth and went to the living room to find the medicine box.
Xu Shuyan stood behind her, her hands raised in front of her, her eyes unmistakable.
She remembered that Song Xiang was injured in the same way when he was a child. He bandaged himself and she never had to worry about it.
Every time she found out, she hugged Song Xiang and cried. Unexpectedly, she was the one who hurt Song Xiang this time.
"Xiangxiang, mother... I'm sorry for you..."
Song Xiang swallowed a painkiller, lowered his eyes and shook his head, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt very much."
She couldn't operate one hand very well, and the wrapped hand looked like a rice dumpling. The gauze on the outer edge was stained with blood, which looked very scary.
"Mom, you go to the guest room and rest, I'll clean up the room."
Xu Shuyan took a step back and looked at the room behind her with wandering eyes, "Mom, help you."
"No, I can do it myself."
Song Xiang stood up and dragged his tired body towards the room.
Xu Shuyan wanted to talk again, but Song Xiang had already closed the door.
indoor
Song Xiang glanced at the mess on the ground and silently knelt down to clean it up.
Those piles of suits were all scrapped, and they were all handmade. It was really a pity.
She folded them one by one and packed them into the suitcase as usual. She found a hairpin and barely clamped the open mouth of the suitcase.
After putting away his clothes, he turned around and looked at the ground, which was full of debris and garbage.
I didn't have the energy to clean up anymore, so I sat down against the wall.
Wanting to lower his head to calm down, his elbow suddenly hit a hard object.
I was stunned for a moment and remembered what it was.
He took it out of his pocket and found a small black velvet box, which was very delicate.
She knew what was inside without opening it.
Probably the bracelet she returned to Yan Han.
Hesitate for a moment and carefully press the lock.
The box popped open with a swipe.
Something caught my eye, but it wasn't a bracelet.
It's a music box.
The small box itself is a gift, with a crystal swan hidden inside. As soon as the lid is opened, the swan begins to turn, and the melodious sound of music comes out.
Song Xiang remembers that when she was a student, there was a time when the most popular gift for puppy love was a music box, or unified music.
She had received it before, and at that time she just felt so stupid that she had to pretend to be polite and return it.
At this moment, I was holding the small box, but I felt my eyes were hot, and some crystal things quietly ran out.
He sniffed hard, put the box on his lap, covered his face with his hands, and raised his head weakly, trying to stop the tears from falling.
She has never felt so tired, as if all the pressure in the world rushed towards her in an instant. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could see were Xu Shuyan's blood-red eyes, and those accusations, like the devil's whisper, appeared repeatedly in her ears.
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Suddenly I opened my eyes, and what I saw was darkness, without a trace of light.
Lower your head, the music box is still spinning.
She wiped her tears, carefully packed the box and put it in her pocket.
He stood up leaning against the wall, randomly found a coat and put it on, then pushed the door open and went out.
Xu Shuyan was not at the door, so she stepped lightly and secretly left the house.