Wen Sitian lost all reason at what he said and didn't know what other excuses he could come up with.
Then I heard him say again.
"The medicine box is in the second drawer under the coffee table in the living room."
"How do you know?"
Wen Sitian looked stunned, her lie was revealed. She subconsciously raised her eyes and met his dark and deep eyes, her heart beating faster and faster.
He Yanyi rarely went home before, but he was able to accurately tell the location of the medical kit.
Hearing this, the man sneered: "You forgot, you always bump and bump when you study."
When Wen Sitian heard this, the tip of her nose felt sore. She was always bumping and bumping, and she just wanted to find an excuse to let him treat her wounds. She was afraid that her family would know her little thoughts, so she went home on the way home.
Wrestling on purpose.
Things like medical kits are things that only rich families like He Yanyi can prepare. If they can find alcohol cotton in their family, it would be good.
But she didn't expect things like secret love to develop into explicit love, and it was even more impossible now.
Wen Sitian stood up dejectedly and resignedly went to get him a medical kit. When he returned to the room, He Yanyi had already prepared it.
She took out a sterilized cotton swab and alcohol, and sat in front of him. What he hurt was her forehead, but there was a height difference between the two of them, so she could only stretch her neck, but she felt tired after a long time.
"Can you please lower your head and nod? It's too high and my hands are a little sore."
He Yanyi lowered his neck very cooperatively, and Wen Sitian treated his wound carefully. His unique breath lingered in her nose, which made her upset. Her hand unconsciously became a little heavier, and He Yanyi felt pain.
took a deep breath.
Wen Sitian became even more panicked: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, does it hurt..."
As she said that, she blew gently on his wound almost subconsciously. As soon as He Yan lowered his eyes, he saw that the girl's pajamas were loose, and the scene before the murder was even more looming. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of what happened that day, and the things around him.
The temperature keeps rising.
He put his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "That's it."
"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Wen Sitian was somewhat aware of the blood, and subconsciously felt a little nervous when he heard him cry out in pain.
He Yan frowned and said to him solemnly: "In the future, you can't get so close to strange men outside. Also, don't wear low-collared pajamas like this. It's easy to catch cold at night."
Wen Sitian lowered her eyes, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly pulled up her collar, not noticing it at all just now.
The light in the room was slightly dim, with only the standing desk lamp beside the bed turned on. The color was more sunny, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere, with a touch of love.
Wen Sitian raised her head and said: "Did you...did you see anything?"
He Yan frowned: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your small body."
Wen Sitian murmured unconvincedly: "Obviously it's okay, but of course it's better than that kind of big broadcast."
The atmosphere between the two of them became a little subtle.
Wen Sitian looked up at the time and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning. She began to pack the things in the medicine box.
"If nothing happens, you can go back."
He Yanyi raised his lips sarcastically: "This is my home, where do you want me to go back?"
"Go back to Sister Qinying. She has just returned to China and will definitely need your company. Besides, once we complete the divorce procedures, this place will soon no longer be your home."
This is not a family, and it will have to be broken up in the end.
The things she tried so hard to hold onto ended up being blown away by the wind along with the sand that she couldn't hold on to.
As soon as He Yan heard that she mentioned divorce, he felt extremely irritable. When Wen Sitian stood up, He Yan grabbed her arm with a gloomy look in his eyes.
"So you want to divorce me?"
In the past few days, whenever they met, she would always urge him to hurry up. Or should she say that every minute and every second she spent with him now made her extremely uncomfortable.
Wen Sitian tried her best to hold back the sadness in her heart and pretended to be calm.
"Whether you think about it or not, this is bound to happen. Sister Qinying has been waiting for a long time."
After she finished speaking, she broke free of her arm from his warm palm, opened the door and went downstairs.
He Yanyi lay on the bed and rubbed his eyebrows irritably. Even he himself couldn't figure out the reason for this strange emotion. Maybe it was because the little girl had grown up and she used to rely on him, as if she was always holding on to him.
The kite suddenly flew away one day, leaving my hand empty.
Well, that should be it.
The phone beside him suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and took a look. It was Zhou Qinying calling.
"Hello."
"Yan Yi, why haven't you come here yet?"
"I have something to do today, but I'm coming over. You should go to bed early."
Zhou Qinying's voice could not conceal her disappointment: "I heard that you drank, is it inconvenient? Asendong can send you here."
"No, Asen has to be busy with other things. I'll come with you tomorrow and go to bed early."
"Yanyi..."
Before Zhou Qinying could finish her words, He Yanyi had already hung up the phone.
It's not like she didn't know that He Yanyi was at Wen Sitian's place at the moment. Because of this, she wanted He Yanyi to come to her place. Last time He Yanyi didn't come to the airport to pick her up, and when she went to look for him at her residence, she ran into them both.
In the room...
Zhou Qinying felt that her heart was so sour that it was about to burst.
She can't wait any longer and must divorce them as soon as possible.
Wen Sitian put away the medical kit and returned to the room. She originally thought that He Yanyi was about to leave, but she didn't expect that he would lie down on her bed without any courtesy, even taking off his shoes.
Is he not planning to leave tonight?
She walked to his side and reached out to stir him.
"If it's inconvenient for you after drinking, I can find someone to take you there."
The person on the bed didn't respond.
Wen Sitian thought that before she and He Yanyi filed for divorce, the two of them had never slept on the same bed. It was because of the recent divorce that the two of them interacted more.
She is quite busy on weekdays, so in order to not miss him, she is also trying her best to enrich herself with work.
Wen Sitian planned to try harder, so she bent down and whispered his name in his ear.
"Ayan...ah..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Sitian felt a sudden impact. Before he could recover, he was pinned down by He Yanyi.
The man's eyes were dark and deep at night, and he said displeasedly: "What I heard tonight was either divorce or asking me to accompany Qin Ying. What's the matter with you girl?"