In the middle of the night, she was still wondering what Ji Xiuran was doing when he went out in a panic?
It turned out that he went to bring this woman back.
He has to hug such a big person.
So shameless.
The old lady's face turned blue with anger and her lips were trembling.
Ji Xiuran ignored the old lady and carried her directly to the bedroom upstairs.
Uncle Chen saw something was wrong and quickly followed behind.
"Mr. Ji, madam, what's wrong?"
"Uncle Chen, go prepare some ice cubes and let them go back."
Uncle Chen knew who they were that Ji Xiuran was talking about. He didn't dare to delay any longer, so he quickly turned around and went downstairs.
Ji Xiuran sat the girl on the sofa and reached out to tuck the hair on her cheeks behind her ears. When he saw the redness and swelling on the girl's cheeks up close, his expression became even colder.
"Put the bath water on for you and take a bath!"
Zhao Ningchu didn't speak, and his whole body was dull.
He hoped that Zhao Ningchu would cry and make a fuss to her, even if she beat him to vent her anger, instead of just sitting there blankly like now.
"Xiaochu, I'm sorry..."
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at him with empty eyes.
"Do you believe it?"
Ji Xiuran was stunned and didn't react for a while.
Then a wry smile appeared on Zhao Ningchu's face, and he lowered his eyes without looking at Ji Xiuran.
Ji Xiuran looked at Zhao Ningchu's current appearance, and his heart tightened and ached.
"letter……"
Zhao Ningchu said nothing.
Ji Xiuran squatted in front of her and reached out to touch Zhao Ningchu's hand.
But before they touched him, Zhao Ningchu dodged away.
Ji Xiuran's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and it took him a while before he took it back.
Ji Xiuran asked softly: "Would you like some water?"
"bath!"
At this moment, Zhao Ningchu looked like an emotionless robot.
"Okay! I'll give you some water."
After Ji Xiuran finished speaking, he silently stood up and went to the bathroom to fill the water. After adjusting the water temperature, he was about to hug Zhao Ningchu. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, the girl was right behind him.
"Do you need my help?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head.
"I'm right outside, call me if you need anything!"
Zhao Ningchu stood silently. When Ji Xiuran left, there was a slight emotional change on her face.
She stood in front of the mirror, then untied the sheets from her body and looked at her slightly protruding belly through the mirror, with a slight smile on her lips.
Fortunately, you are still fine.
But it scared my mother.
Zhao Ningchu stared at it for a while, then slowly walked towards the bathtub.
Ji Xiuran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of water inside.
Uncle Chen walked in with ice cubes.
"Mr. Ji~"
"Leave it alone."
Uncle Chen put the ice cubes on the table nearby, hesitated for a while and said, "Well, the old lady asked me to invite you down."
Ji Xiuran frowned slightly: "You haven't left yet?"
"She said she had something to tell you."
"No, let the driver take them away."
Uncle Chen nodded slightly, turned and left the bedroom.
Ji Xiuran came to the balcony, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Hello……"
"Has it been dealt with?"
"Don't let him die, keep a good watch on him."
After Ji Xiuran finished speaking, he heard rustling sounds coming from the bathroom. He hung up the phone and walked in.
Zhao Ningchu opened the bathroom door, stuck her head out, and scanned the room to see Ji Xiuran in the direction of the balcony.
"What's wrong?"
"Pajamas, no!"
After Ji Xiuran heard this, he went directly to the cloakroom, took his pajamas and handed them to her.
'Can I help you?'
Zhao Ningchu shook his head and said nothing.
He reached out and took the pajamas in Ji Xiuran's hand.
When Ji Xiuran looked at the red mark on her wrist, his hand holding the pajamas tightened, and in the end without saying anything, he turned and walked towards the sofa nearby.
Within a few minutes, Zhao Ningchu walked out of the bathroom. Ji Xiuran's pajamas were too big, like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.
Looking at her wet hair, Ji Xiuran frowned slightly.
Zhao Ningchu reached out and touched her hair, and said with a dull expression: "No..."
Ji Xiuran knew what she was going to say, so he stepped forward and held her hand.
Zhao Ningchu dodged again, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.
Ji Xiuran held her hand again: "The hair dryer is in the cloakroom, I'll help you blow it!"
After saying that, he took her hand and turned back to the cloakroom.
Zhao Ningchu sat on the chair, Ji Xiuran stood behind him, picked up a towel and wiped away the water stains on her hair.
Zhao Ningchu reached out to grab the towel: "I'll do it..."
"Don't move, I'll help you!"
Zhao Ningchu didn't say anything. He took back his hand and sat blankly on the sofa.
After wiping for a while, Ji Xiuran went to get a hair dryer. After adjusting the temperature, he began to blow dry Zhao Ningchu's hair.
Ji Xiuran's movements were very gentle, so gentle that Zhao Ningchu felt like he was being pampered in the palm of his hand.
After helping Zhao Ningchu dry her hair, Ji Xiuran squatted in front of the girl and looked up at her: "Xiaochu..."
Zhao Ningchu looked at her blankly and said nothing.
Ji Xiuran felt very distressed when he saw her like this.
After living for almost thirty years, I felt for the first time that this is what it feels like when my heart hurts.
Period after period.
"Is there any discomfort?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head slightly.
Ji Xiuran reached out to hold the girl's hand and asked in a low voice: "Shall we sleep?"
Zhao Ningchu still shook his head.
"Xiaochu, it's very late, go to bed!"
Ji Xiuran's voice could not be more gentle.
Zhao Ningchu still shook his head.
"I'll hug you!"
After saying that, before Zhao Ningchu could react, he stood up and hugged the girl in his arms.
Zhao Ningchu struggled in his arms: "Let go!"
Ji Xiuran carried her out of the cloakroom and put her on the bed: "Sit down obediently."
After saying that, he stood up and picked up the ice cubes that Uncle Chen had sent before and placed them one by one in the towel.
Standing in front of Zhao Ningchu again, looking at her still red and swollen cheeks, he said softly: "I'll help you apply ice! Just apply ice and it'll be fine."
Zhao Ningchu didn't say a word and just sat dumbly, as if his soul had been lost.
When Ji Xiuran saw that she was silent, he took it as her acquiescence.
He picked up the towel and gently placed it on the girl's injured cheek.
Suddenly, Zhao Ningchu felt a chill, and she subconsciously shrank back.
"ice……"
Ji Xiuran looked at her with distressed eyes. He never knew how to coax people, and coaxed softly: "Be good, you'll be fine soon."
Ji Xiuran was coaxing for the first time, and his tone was a bit stiff.
'ice.'
The girl is still dodging.
Ji Xiuran had no choice but to stretch out his other hand and grab the girl's chin to stop her from moving.
Then he covered the girl's red and swollen cheeks with a towel again.
As soon as it was applied, the girl's eyes immediately turned red, and big tears rolled out of her eyes and disappeared into the towel.
I don't know if it's ice or pain.
Zhao Ningchu just kept crying and didn't speak or make a sound.
The originally empty eyes gradually became emotional.
Seeing the girl looking at him with an uneasy face and crying, Ji Xiuran's heart felt like being pricked with needles, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Okay, it's okay!"
He threw the towel aside and put his arms around the girl in his arms.
As long as you cry, it will be fine. If you cry, it will be fine.
Perhaps feeling Ji Xiuran's comfort and tenderness, Zhao Ningchu burst into tears.
It's hard to imagine what would have happened if Zhao Ningchu hadn't been called at that time.
Thinking of this, Ji Xiuran felt a little scared.
"You, wuwu, why did you come here..."
When Zhao Ningchu spoke, he no longer said a word or shook his head.
In one short sentence, he expressed his grievances and fears.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
At this moment, Ji Xiuran didn't know what to say other than saying this?
Zhao Ningchu kept patting Ji Xiuran's shoulders, crying until he was out of breath and started to hiccup.
Ji Xiuran patted her back gently.
"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay~"
This night broke many of Ji Xiuran's firsts.
First time coaxing a girl.
It hurts for the first time.
For the first time, I realized that when a girl cries, her tears are like running water and cannot be stopped.
Finally, Zhao Ningchu was tired of crying and just swallowed more softly. He gently let go of the girl and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on her cheeks.
"Okay, it's okay, it's okay."
"Do you know, I, hiccup, when I entered the elevator...when those two people rushed in, I, hiccup, I was scared to death."
Zhao Ningchu spoke intermittently while hiccupping.
Ji Xiuran held her in his arms again and patted her back gently.
"It's okay, you're okay now."
"They said they wanted to kill me. I was afraid. I couldn't stand firmly and my hands were shaking. The man tore off my clothes and kept groping me. Why don't you come?
Why……"
After saying that, the girl lost control of her emotions again and started crying loudly.
Ji Xiuran hugged her urgently and said sorry over and over again.
Listening to Ji Xiuran saying these three words over and over, Zhao Ningchu cried even harder, and his tears wet a large area of Ji Xiuran's shirt.
Ji Xiuran listened to Zhao Ningchu's heartbreaking cries, and a trace of panic flashed in his originally indifferent eyes.
But at this moment, he could do nothing but comfort and hug him.
He didn't know what he had to do to make Zhao Ningchu stop.
I can only say I'm sorry over and over again, it's okay.
But when Zhao Ningchu heard these words, she cried even harder.
Ji Xiuran had no choice but to let her cry.
Wait for her mood to slowly stabilize.
Three o'clock in the morning.
The two of them hugged each other beside the bed, and Ji Xiuran hugged her tightly.
He waited for Zhao Ningchu's mood to slowly stabilize before he said, "Xiaochu, are you going to bed?"
Zhao Ningchu slowly pushed her away and swallowed: "No..."
Seeing the girl's face covered with tears and her eyes red and swollen from crying, Ji Xiuran felt even more distressed.
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said softly: "Then, can I get you a glass of water?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head: "No!"
Maybe it was because he had been crying for a long time that Zhao Ningchu's voice became extremely hoarse.
"Then what do you want to do? I'll accompany you!"
"don't want!"
Zhao Ningchu continued this sentence.
Ji Xiuran sighed silently and stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms again: "Then let me hold you like this, okay?"
Zhao Ningchu didn't say anything, just rubbed against Ji Xiuran's chest, found a comfortable position, and just leaned against it.
Maybe Zhao Ningchu was tired from crying, so after a while, she fell asleep leaning on Ji Xiuran's chest.
I cried so sadly that even when I fell asleep, I was still hiccupping intermittently.
Ji Xiuran reached out and gently laid the sleeping girl down on the bed, then pulled the quilt over her.
The girl's cheeks were covered with tears, and some of her originally blow-dried hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks.
Ji Xiuran reached out and gently pushed the hair away from the girl's cheek.
The next second, he leaned over and placed a kiss on the girl's forehead.