Chapter 408 Are you cosplaying as a door god?
There is no medicine cabinet in the sunroom, but there is one in the master bedroom.
He Nanxi held Fu Ciyan's hand and walked towards the master bedroom with his head down, feeling angry and not saying a word.
Fu Ci Yan was as obedient as a puppy, following closely, with a smile on his face that could not be wiped off.
How long has it been.
How long has it been since he was this happy?
"Have a seat. I'll get the medicine box."
He Nanxi threw Fu Ci Yan on the sofa and turned around to get the medicine box.
Fu Ci Yan sat on the sofa, as well-behaved as a primary school student.
He looked at He Nanxi's busy back with greedy eyes, and felt his heart was filled.
"Give me your hand."
He Nanxi spoke coldly, but Fu Ciyan did not move. He hid his arms behind his back without making a sound.
"It's okay, I can do it myself, you go and rest first."
He didn't want He Nanxi to see his miserable state.
"What are you ink? Show me your hands."
He Nanxi directly pulled Fu Ciyan's arm out, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves.
"Hiss...you're so cruel!"
He Nanxi felt a little sore in his eyes.
The scars on the forearm were neatly arranged.
There are new ones and old ones.
The latest one was still bleeding, it looked shocking and the wound was very deep.
She bit her lip: "Does it hurt?"
Fu Ciyan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
"You farted, do you think I don't know?"
She had suffered injuries like this before.
But I bought her a lot of scar removal creams in the summer, all kinds of them, and the effects were pretty good. Now her scars are basically invisible.
She knew that feeling.
When the disease occurs, her brain becomes unclear, she feels pain and panic, and only the pain can make her wake up and realize that she is still alive.
"It just hurts a little, it's okay."
He Nanxi grabbed her arm unhappily and slowly cleaned the blood oozing from his wound.
He looks fierce, but in fact his actions are unusually gentle.
"Thank you, Nanxi."
"You thanked me too early."
He Nanxi pouted with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol.
"There's no iodine in the medicine box, only alcohol. Please bear with it for a while."
"hiss……"
Fu Ci Yan took a deep breath.
The stimulation of alcohol made his hands tremble uncontrollably.
He Nanxi held his hand tightly: "Does it hurt?"
There was no lack of worry in his voice, and Fu Ciyan began to act pitiful:
"Yeah, it hurts."
He Nanxi looked at his face, her heart softened, she lowered her head and blew gently on the wound:
"How about this? Does it still hurt?"
The warm breath blowing across his skin made Fu Ci Yan shiver uncontrollably, and his dark eyes became unfathomable in an instant.
The madness and darkness hidden deep in my heart seemed to be about to burst out!
No... No...
Don't scare her!
Fu Ci Yan didn't know when his feelings towards He Nanxi began to become distorted.
He wanted to possess her, to control her, and to keep her by his side!
He was like a dark and lowly reptile. He knew he was not worthy of her but still wanted to get closer and closer to her!
He was the one who did something wrong. He hurt the person he loved and betrayed her feelings.
He can't hurt her anymore!
"Why aren't you talking? Are you stupid because of the pain?"
He Nanxi raised his head, and those pure eyes without any impurities caught his eye.
Fu Ci Yan's heart skipped a beat.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
He Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief.
It definitely hurts, but looking at Fu Ci Yan's current condition, he is relatively stable and shouldn't be a big problem.
Looking at the neatly arranged wounds on her arms, she felt both distressed and amused:
"Are you OCD? Why are you cutting so neatly?"
Fu Ci Yan calmly covered up the shame with his clothes, smiled and did not answer.
These wounds bear witness to his darkness, something he himself does not want to face.
"The scar removal cream Xia Xia bought for me works really well. I'll get you two tubes later. Apply more and it will fade."
"Yeah, okay."
"Fu Ciyan."
"Um?"
He Nanxi looked at him seriously:
"I know it's hard, but can you please try to control yourself a little and just think of it as doing it for little Anze? I'll stay with you, okay?"
These words seem like the most gentle thing in the world.
Pick up Fu Ci Yan's broken heart and mend it.
The first ray of sunlight that broke through the eternal night was like a goddess, gently pulling him up from the abyss.
Say to him: I will accompany you.
What qualifications does he have to be worthy of such a good person?
"I will, Nanxi."
This is his promise.
He Nanxi knew that it was not appropriate to talk to him about his illness at this time, so he changed the subject.
"Why did you open the door just now? Did you hear me outside?"
"No, there's no water in the sunroom. I came out to get some water because I was thirsty."
"Oh, I'll go pour it for you."
He said it casually, but to you, only he knows how false this statement is.
He suffered from insomnia for many days and nights, and even the medicine had no effect.
How many nights had he driven to He Nanxi's house, looked out the window, and could only barely fall asleep in the car.
He was like a ghost crawling in a dark corner, and he could only feel at ease when he saw her.
He wanted to control himself today, but even such a deep wound made it difficult for him to be rational.
So he opened the door and wanted to take a look at the master bedroom door.
Just take a look.
Fu Ci Yan knew that He Nanxi no longer loved him, but there was always a little hope in his heart.
Maybe... she still likes me a little bit?
Even a little bit?
As long as he could look at her and know that she was fine, that would be enough.
The three words "He Nanxi" have become an obsession in his heart.
This time, inviting her to the show was his last struggle.
If He Nanxi still has no feelings for him after spending a week together, then he won't bother her anymore.
He will silently guard in a corner where He Nanxi can't see.
Let him be sick, it doesn’t matter whether he is well or not.
But she appeared behind her door.
Reappear in her world.
The concern in her eyes was obvious, and Fu Ci Yan could feel that he still had a place in her heart!
This made him ecstatic!
He still has a chance!
"Let's drink. Speaking of which, won't your work at the company be delayed if you're out for a week?"
"No, Yu Zhao is now able to stand on his own."
He only needs to deal with some necessary things besides filming every day, which is quite easy.
He Nanxi yawned:
"That's great. Don't be too tired. Travel when you have time. Don't stress yourself out. There are still many beautiful sights to see in this world."
Fu Ciyan understood that she was trying to comfort him, and silently said in his heart:
But all the scenery is not as beautiful as you.
"Are you free to come together?"
He Nanxi: "Let's talk later. I'm sleepy and it's time to go to bed."
Fu Ciyan stood up tactfully: "Okay, then I'll go back first, you have a good rest."
When the door closed, He Nanxi felt something was wrong. Why was there no sound of footsteps leaving?
She stood up and opened the door, a dark line on her forehead:
"Are you cosplaying as a gate god?"
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