Chapter 1889 Wound on the Wrist
Shen Pianxian curled her lips, but the next second she couldn't help but suddenly pushed open the door, revealing a big white teeth smile.
"Who else could it be! Your little cutie is back unexpectedly!"
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After not seeing each other for a month, I don’t know if it was Shen Pianpian’s illusion, but the man in my sight seemed to have become a little thinner and his face was a little paler.
Why don't you give Mr. Cheng more food? Is the Cheng family exploiting people too much?
Shen Pianpian complained in her heart while walking towards the man who rarely looked confused.
Cheng Zhiyuan seemed to have not recovered from the surprise yet. His pair of dark eyes were fixed on Shen Pianpian, and there was a hint of madness in his trance as if he wanted to devour her.
Shen Pianxian wasn't too frightened. Mr. Cheng always looked scary when he saw people. She was used to it...
But as soon as she walked to the desk, her attention was involuntarily drawn to another thing.
It was a piece or several pieces of white medical gauze, wrapped with a bandage around the man's thin and graceful wrist.
Almost the moment he saw it, the smile on Shen Pianpian's lips faded.
And the moment she looked at his wrist, the man seemed to have discovered something, and pressed that wrist on the table without leaving a trace, and even wanted to reach out and put down his shirt sleeve to cover the gauze.
But it's no use.
Just as he put down his sleeves, Shen Pianpian came over, took his hand and pulled open his sleeves without allowing any resistance.
Then she ripped off the bandages.
The gauze was torn open, and Shen Pianpian took the first look, his eyes widened, and his face turned pale.
She stared at his wrist and asked,
"What's this?"
Cheng Zhiyuan had probably never been so nervous in his life.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He looked away for a moment before saying,
"careless……"
Careless about what?
He was running out of excuses.
Those wounds, which were obviously cut by a knife or something else, were almost hideously spread on his originally intact wrist.
The wounds were of varying depths, lengths, and lengths, and some still had bloodstains that could not be cleaned off, so his wrists were all bruised and purple, almost unbearable to look at.
"Accidentally what? Did you fall? Or did you accidentally cut your hand while cutting vegetables like last time?"
Shen Pianxian made an excuse for him, but her voice was trembling.
She lowered her head and stared at the intertwined scars, old and new. She could hardly imagine how painful they were, nor how much blood they would bleed. She even dared not think that one of them would be deeper and would cut the aorta, causing the man to bleed to death and disappear from her life forever.
These horrible conjectures were suppressed in her head so tightly that her brain was deprived of oxygen and she could hardly breathe.
When she raised her head, her eyes were red.
Cheng Zhiyuan was stared at by those red peach blossom eyes and was almost speechless for a moment. His heart, which had been tense and tired, was completely hanging on a cliff with an abyss below. His nerves were already shaky and he was about to be shattered at any time.
The feeling of fatigue suddenly became more severe than ever before.
However, in this brief silence, Shen Pianpian suddenly turned around and looked around.
Then, before he could react at all, the girl turned around, walked to the antique display cabinet, and reached out to take out an empty vase.
At that moment, Cheng Zhiyuan almost thought he was going to be hit hard.
You might even be knocked unconscious.
But he was not prepared to stop or resist.
However, the girl did not come over. She held the vase, looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, and suddenly raised her hand and smashed it hard on her own hand.
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