It seemed as if the bright red blood could never be wiped off. As soon as he wiped it away, new blood immediately overflowed.
The blood on her lips reminded him that his rough move just now had completely hurt her.
"Yes..." He wanted to say sorry, but his interfering throat could not make a single sound at the moment.
Released his hands, Mu Ziluo suddenly took a few steps back, his panicked eyes not even having the courage to look at her.
"You... it's too late. You should rest first." After saying that, he hurriedly ran into the bedroom next to him and slammed the door.
Wu Bingxuan, who finally took a breath, only saw his fleeing back.
"Cough..." He coughed lightly again, and the burning sensation in his throat gradually subsided. Wu Bing turned around and reached a glass of warm water for himself. The originally sore throat gradually soothed due to the moistening of the warm water.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Bing glanced at the blood on the rim of the cup. The blood gradually slid down until it fainted in the warm water and was completely invisible.
Wu Bingxuan frowned slightly and looked at the closed door with his dark eyes. Wu Bingxuan raised his hand and touched his lips.
"Hiss..." As soon as the slender fingertips touched her lips, a burning pain instantly made her gasp.
He's really rude.
But this also means that he was really angry, so much so that he became confused.
His crystal eyes flashed, and the words he said back then came to mind.
"If you really want to repay me, give me your heart."
Over the years, he has always respected her, even though his behavior has become more and more unrestrained, but he has never really wanted her.
He used actions to prove what he said and the promises he made.
Does she love him?
She really doesn't know.
But she understood that he made her feel distressed, panicked and uneasy.
She wanted to explain, but he didn't give her a chance.
He even behaved so rudely to her.
She should be angry and even slam the door and leave.
But her heart told her that he was the one who was more hurt!
Wu Bingxuan rubbed his sore chest vigorously and tasted the taste of blood in his mouth. Wu Bingxuan silently turned around and picked up the medical kit to stop the bleeding.
As soon as her red and swollen lips were touched by the medicine, a sharp pain made her tremble. But if this pain will pass, will the pain in her heart disappear?
Her dark eyes stared blankly at the door. After a long while, she came back to her senses and continued to do simple care for herself.
But those crystal eyes became mysterious, and even the red and swollen lips began to rise slightly.
Throwing the blood-stained cotton ball into the trash can, Wu Bing stood up and returned to his bedroom. After changing into a set of clean clothes, he opened the door again and entered the next room.
Wu Bingxuan took a deep breath, and her little hand on the doorknob trembled slightly. She suppressed the timidity in her heart, and she suddenly twisted the doorknob and stepped into the house.
Mu Ziluo stood quietly in front of the window, staring at the night sky outside with his blue eyes panicked and uneasily.
He hurt her.
Although he didn't mean to do it, it was anger and jealousy that made him dizzy.
There was still her blood on the slender fingertips, and the bright red color stung his eyes.
He picked up the cigarette and took a deep puff. The rich smell of smoke drowned out the bitterness in his throat. Just when he picked up the cigarette and wanted to continue, a small hand appeared out of thin air and took the cigarette out of his hand.
Mu Ziluo turned his head and stared at her quietly.
What did she come in for?
Just when he was panicking and uneasy, her slender little hands grasped his trembling fingertips and pulled him over with a slight force.