Chapter 156
Wen Yanxi walked around the training ground twice with his arm in a sling, but he was unable to calm down the anger he felt at Liu Si's casual words. He simply left the training early and went home to wait for Chen Zhaoyue.
When Wen Yanxi got home, Chen Zhaoyue had not returned yet. The house was empty and there was no sound at all.
He was clearly the only one at home before, but ever since Chen Zhaoyue came to live there, Wen Yanxi was no longer used to the quietness of the Luzhenkewen home.
Wen Yanxi sat on the small bench where Shen Zhaoyue usually sat, looking at the green seedlings in the vegetable garden in the yard, and his emotions gradually calmed down.
Although he had clearly kept a distance from Liu Siyu, Wen Yanxi still felt that the scent of Liu Siyu was on him, which gave him a headache.
Wen Yanxi felt dirty, and without paying attention to Chen Zhaoyue's repeated instructions not to get his wound wet, he went into the bathroom and took a cold shower.
After taking a shower, Wen Yanxi washed the dirty clothes he had taken off and hung them in the yard, waiting for Chen Zhaoyue to come back.
Chen Zhaoyue pushed open the gate in the last rays of sunset and saw Wen Yanxi sitting in the yard.
"Uncle!" Chen Zhaoyue's voice was cheerful and full of joy. After closing the door, he quickly walked over to Wen Yanxi and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips. "Why are you back so early today?"
Wen Yanxi put his right arm around her waist, lowered his eyelids and looked at the corners of her mouth that were slightly raised. He couldn't resist the temptation and kissed her lips again.
Chen Zhaoyue's lips were soft and cool, with a scent that could make Wen Yanxi feel at ease.
Wen Yanxi's kiss gradually stopped, and he rested his forehead against hers, breathing heavily.
Chen Zhaoyue looked at him with sparkling eyes and slightly swollen red lips. She was very keenly aware that Wen Yanxi was in a bad mood.
Chen Zhaoyue put the things in his hand on the table, took Wen Yanxi's hand and sat beside the table, and asked him: "Uncle, what happened when I was not at home today?"
Wen Yanxi's voice was hoarse, but his eyes were clear. He didn't answer her question: "Eat first."
After washing his hands and finishing his meal, Chen Zhaoyue let Wen Yanxi lie on the bed and took his pulse as usual.
His pulse was steady and strong, and there didn't seem to be any physical problems.
If there is no physical problem, then it must be someone he met or something that caused his emotions to fluctuate.
Chen Zhaoyue sat on the edge of the bed, his soft and cold fingers resting on Wen Yanxi's pulse. His wrist had distinct joints, and the blue veins under his skin were slightly protruding, revealing a sense of power.
Chen Zhaoyue asked him what happened today: "Uncle, do you know what the look in your eyes was when I walked in just now?"
Wen Yanxi looked at her intently and followed up on her question, "Like what?"
A cunning glint flashed in Chen Zhaoyue's eyes, and she said mischievously, "It's like a large pet dog that thinks it's been abandoned by its owner. When it sees its owner come back, it begs for affection aggrievedly."
Wen Yanxi's expression froze for a moment. This was the first time he heard someone compare him to a pet dog, but he didn't feel angry. Instead, he found it quite fresh.
Wen Yanxi thought for a moment and told him about Liu Siyu’s visit to him in the afternoon, including the inexplicable words she said.
"That Liu Siyu came to see me again today and said a bunch of incomprehensible things. She said she knew I couldn't have children, but she didn't despise me. She also said she had a special medicine that could cure my illness and she would give it to me, but the prerequisite was that I couldn't marry you."
Wen Yanxi became angrier and angrier as he spoke. When he was injured and found out that he was infertile, he was not angry even when he heard Liu Siyu tell him that he could not marry Chen Zhaoyue.
He really wanted to strangle Liu Siyu at that time, but he remembered what Chen Zhaoyue had told him, that he should not get himself involved for an irrelevant person, as that would only make his loved ones sad and his enemies happy.
Even though Wen Yanxi tried his best to control his emotions, the air around him still became cold and low. A layer of cold hostility appeared in his eyes, as if they were tainted by something extremely dirty. "Is she mentally ill?"
"Maybe." Chen Zhaoyue had a faint smile on his lips, but that smile clearly did not reach his eyes.
Chen Zhaoyue didn't know how to explain to Wen Yanxi that Liu Siyu was bound to the system. If he really said it, Liu Siyu would probably be treated as an outsider and taken away by the scientific research team for research.
Liu Siyu has a system, so she knows that Wen Yanxi is unable to have children due to injury. Chen Zhaoyue is not surprised.
Chen Zhaoyue didn't find it strange that Liu Siyu had a special medicine to treat infertility. After all, the system was like an omnipotent treasure bag. As long as Liu Siyu had enough points, she could get any system she wanted.
Chen Zhaoyue's needle-twisting movements did not pause at all. She took out a slightly longer silver needle and carefully wiped it on an alcohol cotton ball to disinfect it. The silver needle reflected the light coming in from the window and danced on her white fingertips.
Chen Zhaoyue raised her eyes and looked at Wen Yanxi. She was only curious about one thing. Her voice was very soft, with the calm scrutiny of a doctor, "Uncle, do you really not want to be cured?"
Wen Yanxi's eyes had been on her face. When he met her gaze at this moment, there was no hesitation, nor the haze of being hit in a sore spot, but only a frank and almost scorching concentration.
Wen Yanxi twitched the corners of his mouth. That smile was a bit ruffian, a bit reckless, but also carried a rock-hard determination: "Child?"
He snorted a laugh, a hint of self-mockery, but more of a resolute determination. "When I was fighting on the battlefield, crawling out of the hail of bullets, I never thought I'd still have the life to marry and have children. I'm lucky to be able to meet you alive."
He leaned forward slightly, approaching Shen Zhaoyue. The strong scent of gunpowder and male hormones instantly enveloped her. His eyes locked onto her, like a falcon locking onto its only home nest. "I don't care whether we have children or not. But as for a wife," he paused, each word clearly hitting Shen Zhaoyue's heart, with scorching temperature and unquestionable possessiveness, "I have to have it—just you."
The sunlight fell on his angular profile, outlining his tough features and illuminating the undisguised persistence and affection in his eyes.
Chen Zhaoyue's fingers, twisting the silver needle, curled up imperceptibly, a slight numbness spreading through her fingertips, as if burned by that gaze. Deep in a corner of her heart, this frankness seemed to have opened a tiny crack, and a warm current quietly seeped in.
Chen Zhaoyue raised the corner of his mouth into a smile, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, hiding the extremely subtle soft light that flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Wen Yanxi's answer satisfied Chen Zhaoyue. Chen Zhaoyue smiled and moved more gently: "Lie down."
Wen Yanxi followed his instructions and lay down to relax his body.
Chen Zhaoyue concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, twisting the silver needle with his fingertips and accurately piercing the Guanyuan acupoint in his abdomen.
Even without Liu Siyu's medicine, she could cure Wen Yanxi.
The spiritual spring water and her acupuncture complement each other, and it is only a matter of time before Wen Yanxi is cured.
"Hmm..." Wen Yanxi let out a very low groan from his throat.
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