Injuried
Su Fangli didn't get a response and felt strange.
She clearly heard voices just now, so she raised her hand and knocked twice more.
After a few breaths, the door opened, and He Chenghuan's handsome face appeared from behind the door.
After seeing her, he raised his hand to cover his chest.
This made Su Fangli confused.
What, are you scared?
She looked back and confirmed that Grandma Fang was not there before she entered the house like a thief.
Su Fangli glanced around the room and found that the furnishings were basically unchanged and the bed had not been touched, which made her feel a little relieved.
She walked up to He Chenghuan and hooked her finger to ask him to lower his body.
After he bent down, he covered his face with his right hand and lowered his voice mysteriously:
"Let's change rooms later." Su Fangli said.
As the faint fragrance approached, He Chenghuan's throat rolled slightly. It took him a long time to react to what he had said. He nodded and whispered:
"good."
Having achieved her goal, Su Fangli breathed a sigh of relief.
She waved her hand, and just like when she came, she tiptoed away after making sure the surroundings were safe.
He Chenghuan didn't lie down anymore and simply leaned against the window.
As soon as midnight arrived, he leaned against the windowsill and climbed out. His body was graceful and elegant, and he didn't make any sound until he landed on the ground.
He pressed his chest and felt the tiny presence inside.
When I walked to the door, it opened before I could knock.
"You're here?" Su Fangli held the door with one hand and carefully leaned forward to look outside.
"Grandma Fang hasn't woken up yet, don't worry." He Chenghuan said.
Behind them, Ye Zhihui stretched out his voice and said, "My dear, please don't leave. How can you be so cruel as to leave me here alone on such a beautiful day?"
Su Fangli ignored him, walked around He Chenghuan, and returned to her room as she wished.
He Chenghuan entered the house only after she left.
Ye Zhihui had already put away his previous dissolute look and asked:
"Do you think she would agree?"
He Chenghuan: "I don't know."
"What if she doesn't want to?" Ye Zhihui asked again.
"I've sent word for someone who's good at finding the way over here." He Chenghuan thought of something and asked, "Is there still no movement from the aliens?"
Ye Zhihui shook his head and said, "No."
A bit strange.
He Chenghuan frowned and thought deeply.
After dawn, the three of them went up the mountain.
Su Fangli originally wanted to take Grandma Fang with her, but Grandma Fang insisted on going to the river first, so she could only let Fangzai follow her and told her to be careful and come back early.
There is almost no green on the mountain, only dead branches and leaves.
This time the goal was clear, so Su Fangli found the shortest way.
"Madam, I wonder what kind of man you like?" Ye Zhihui asked.
He Chenghuan, who was concentrating on getting on his way, inadvertently slowed down his pace.
Su Fangli: "The one who doesn't talk much."
Ye Zhihui froze for a moment, then smiled even wider. His fox eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.
Then he asked, "My lady, are you married? What do you think of me?"
Without waiting for Su Fangli to answer, He Chenghuan said, "Concentrate on finding the way."
Ye Zhihui moved his mouth but didn't continue speaking.
After a while, the sugarcane field finally appeared in front of us.
After climbing the mountain early in the morning, Su Fangli was still breathing a little hard. Just as she was trying to calm down, she was startled when she heard the sound of a dagger being unsheathed behind her.
She looked back warily and saw Ye Zhihui pulling out a dagger from somewhere, leaving deep scratches on several nearby trees.
Su Fangli's tense nerves relaxed and she stumbled.
She lost her balance, and He Chenghuan next to her immediately noticed and reached out to support her.
But when Su Fangli reached out to grab his hand and was about to touch it, the other party inexplicably withdrew his hand.
A low scream escaped from his mouth, and Su Fangli fell heavily to the ground.
A piercing pain came from my ankle.
Tears flowed uncontrollably and Su Fangli cried out in pain.
"What are you doing?"
Just don't help her, extend your hand and then take it back, what's the point of giving her a feint?
If she had known this earlier, she would have gone to hold the tree next to her!
She pressed her sprained ankle, gasping in pain, while the culprit looked bewildered and said nothing.
Su Fangli couldn't help but get angry, and the other party remained silent, which made her even more angry.
"What's wrong?" Ye Zhihui sheathed the dagger in his hand and ran over quickly.
He saw Su Fangli fall to the ground and asked, "Did you twist your ankle?"
"Since we're already there, I'll go back," Su Fangli said. She no longer wanted to stay with these two.
Hearing this, He Chenghuan said nothing, turned around and walked into the sugarcane forest.
Only a cool and ruthless back was left behind.
He strode into the sugarcane field, and only lowered his voice when he could no longer see anyone else:
"What are you doing? Why did you suddenly withdraw your hand?"
"I didn't want to touch other women, and I shouldn't have caused her to fall like that."
The other voice said something, and He Chenghuan was so angry that he hit the sugarcane next to him hard.
Hearing the noise in the woods, Su Fangli and Ye Zhihui were both puzzled.
"Can you still stand up?" Ye Zhihui asked with concern: "I'll help you."
He carefully tried to lift the woman's forearm, but couldn't. He could only apologize, put his arm around her waist and lifted her up.
The woman's face was pale, with only the faintest redness around her eyes. Glistening tears hung beneath her eyes, seemingly unable to fall. She looked truly pitiful.
Her injured ankle touched the ground lightly, and she immediately frowned in pain, her eyelashes trembled, and a huge teardrop fell on Ye Zhihui's hand.
Ye Zhihui was so stunned by the tears that he couldn't breathe.
"Excuse me." He whispered, and with his other hand he lifted her up by the bend of her legs.
He looked around, found a suitable place, and carried her to a big rock to sit.
"Go away." Su Fangli said, not wanting others to see her in such a miserable state.
But Ye Zhihui, who is usually smooth-talking, now looks like a saw-mouthed gourd.
Su Fangli ignored him and bent down to look at the injury on her ankle.
If that person hadn't helped her, she would have just fallen, and with her hands on her back, she wouldn't have been seriously injured. But he reached out to help her, but at the critical moment, he feinted, forcing Su Fangli to adjust her posture and sprain her foot.
"It's incomprehensible." She gritted her teeth.
The pain in her ankle continued, so Su Fangli raised her hand to lift up her skirt and took off her shoes and socks to check.
Ye Zhihui didn't expect her to be so "unrestrained", and he took a peek at her without noticing.
The toes were white and plump, with a hint of pink between the toes. The instep of the foot arched into an attractive arc, and the size was exquisite, as if it could be grasped in one hand and pinched in the palm of the hand for careful play.
By the time Ye Zhihui realized what he had seen, it was too late. He turned his head in embarrassment and looked away. His ears were already red and purple.
Just a moment after the sprain, the ankle was already swollen and a terrifying red.
"Hiss--" Su Fangli pressed it lightly and tentatively, and immediately gasped in pain.
it hurts.
Hearing this voice, Ye Zhihui turned around with concern, saw the injury, and came over to ask, "How come the injury is so serious?"
He suppressed his unspoken thoughts and lifted her ankle. Although he knew a little about medicine, he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only lean over and blow a few times to relieve the pain.
The calf was thinner and softer than I had imagined, and felt as soft as boneless when I pinched it in my hand...
Ye Zhihui cursed himself for his inappropriate thoughts and withdrew his thoughts.
"I'll take you down the mountain to see a doctor." As he said this, he was about to pick up Su Fangli.
Su Fangli couldn't bear the pain any longer. She took a deep breath and said, "This place is too far from town. Just help me straighten it."
How could this be possible? What if he made a mistake and broke it?
Ye Zhihui didn't think twice and said, "Let's find a doctor."
Su Fangli pushed him away, wrapped her hands around her ankles, one on each side, and tried to straighten them forcibly.
"You can't do that." Seeing that she was not very skilled in the technique, Ye Zhihui stopped her immediately.
He covered Fang Li's hands and ankles with his big hands and said solemnly, "Don't mess around. I'll handle it."
Su Fangli only felt that the man's hands were incredibly hot, and even her own cold hands were stained with temperature.
She moved and pulled her hand back.
Close your eyes and wait for the next pain.
Her eyelashes were still wet, trembling like a fluttering butterfly.
Ye Zhihui held onto his distracted ankle and whispered, "I'll take responsibility."
Su Fangli didn't hear clearly, so she opened her eyes and asked him, "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Ye Zhihui said, "I'm going to do it, hold on."
Ka-
The sudden pain made her unable to help but grab the arm of the person next to her.
But after a short period of pain, the previous intense and torturous pain disappeared.
Su Fangli breathed a sigh of relief.
After the pain subsided, the astonishing heat was transmitted through her skin. She withdrew her grip from the other person's hand.
When Ye Zhihui felt someone grabbing his shoulders, his heartbeat and breathing stopped.
But soon, the hand suddenly withdrew, leaving only his wrinkled clothes and heart.
"you……"
"I……"
They both spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.
Ye Zhihui wanted to comfort her, but for some reason he couldn't say the nice words that he used to say easily.
I repeated the words in my mind for a long time before I finally uttered:
"I'll take you down the mountain."
At this moment, He Chenghuan's voice came from the sugarcane forest behind them. He had come close to the two of them without knowing when.
"Come and take a look."
"But..." Ye Zhihui hesitated.
He Chenghuan repeated: "Ye Zhihui, hurry up."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.
Ye Zhihui originally wanted to struggle, but when he heard the man calling his full name, he knew that the person in his body was "that person".
He didn't dare to delay, so he could only help Su Fangli put on her shoes and socks, and told her, "Wait here for me, don't move."
As the sun rose higher, bright rays of light shone through the sparse branches of the trees.
Only then did Su Fangli notice that Ye Zhihui's pupils were light gray, with a hazy mist gathered inside, as if trying to wrap her in it as well.
She was about to nod when she suddenly felt the ground tremble slightly.
The clatter of horses' hooves echoed, mingled with the indistinct cries of killing. The sound was loud, yet distant. It was coming from the foot of the mountain.
Su Fangli stood up suddenly, then staggered and swayed because of the pain.
She grabbed Ye Zhihui's arm, squeezing so hard that her knuckles turned white.
His lips trembled, causing his voice to tremble as well.
She asked blankly:
"Is he a foreigner?"
"Is he a foreigner?"
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