If you think it looks good, then it looks good.
Chen Xing sat in the position where Wen Yu sat every day, as if they had become one. It felt magical.
Chen Xing didn't know why he was so excited. He wanted to know everything about him and wanted to understand him.
Chen Xing's hand suddenly accidentally touched a locked drawer. Perhaps the lock on the drawer was too prominent, and the sound of it swinging back and forth gradually amplified in the quiet room and became particularly harsh.
Chen Xing looked down at the drawer. There was an old-fashioned lock on it that required a key to open.
How could there be such drawers and locks in Wen Yu's room?
This made Chen Xing think of something he had heard Shen Xuyang say about Wen Yu before.
She remembered Shen Xuyang saying that this drawer contained Wen Yu's secrets, which seemed to be a diary that had been used for many years.
The more Chen Xing wanted to explore, the more curious she became. She looked at the lock and realized it was impossible to open it without a key.
Chen Xing whispered, "What exactly is Wen Yu's secret?"
Just when Chen Xing was distracted, there was a knock on the door.
"Chen Xing, can you come out for a moment?"
Chen Xing came to her senses and heard that it was Wen Yu calling her, so she got up and opened the door.
Chen Xing didn't say anything, but just saw Wen Yu holding a medicine box in his hand.
Wen Yu said: "Your hand needs to be treated with a new dressing."
Chen Xing looked a little dazed, nodded, and said, "Oh, let's go to the living room then."
Wen Yu noticed that there was something wrong with Chen Xing's expression.
Chen Xing sat on the sofa, and Wen Yu moved a lower stool and sat down.
Wen Yu even turned on the light in the living room next to him so that he could see more clearly.
Wen Yu said softly, "Give me your hand."
Chen Xing reacted a little slowly and stretched out his right hand in front of Wen Yu.
Wen Yu untied the bandage bit by bit. He thought the wound was better than in the morning, but it was still not completely healed, and blood seeped through the gauze inside.
Wen Yu frowned slightly and asked, "Did you just touch the wound?"
Chen Xing's eyes were dull, and he asked absentmindedly, "Ah? What?"
Chen Xing's hand accidentally touched the locked drawer, and he might have used too much force and pulled the wound.
Wen Yu held the removed gauze in front of Chen Xing and said, "Look, the blood on it was just rubbed on."
Wen Yu raised his head and looked at Chen Xing. From Chen Xing's perspective, the warm yellow light next to him shone on Wen Yu, and he seemed to be glowing in her eyes.
Chen Xing stared at Wen Yu's gentle face in a daze, her heart beating uncontrollably, as if a deer was beating wildly in her heart.
"Chen Xing, what are you thinking about?"
Wen Yu shouted again, and Chen Xing was suddenly frightened and his upper body shook.
"Huh? What did you say?"
Wen Yu smiled patiently and said, "You were staring at me just now. Do you think I'm pretty?"
The sudden upturn of Wen Yu's lips and the gentle and elegant aura he exuded made Chen Xing unable to move his eyes away. He really wanted to get closer, closer...
Chen Xing pursed his lips and asked, "Aren't you pretty?"
Wen Yu didn't seem to expect Chen Xing to say that, and thought she would say he was narcissistic.
Wen Yu said: "If you think it looks good, then it looks good."
Wen Yu saw Chen Xing shyly look away after hearing what he said.
Wen Yu lowered his head and smiled secretly, very happily. If one were to use sound to describe the sound at this moment, it would definitely be like blooming fireworks, brilliant and ostentatious.
Chen Xing felt that she was increasingly unable to control the restlessness in her heart, and her face must be very hot right now.
At the rate her heart is beating now, she would have had convulsions and been rushed to the hospital under normal circumstances. Her heart is more fragile than that of an ordinary person and cannot withstand stimulation.
But now Chen Xing did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he felt a kind of happiness that made his heart blossom, as if he was in a soft cotton field and could smell the fragrance of flowers.
Her whole body felt comfortable. Everything she could feel, hear, smell and see was what she liked, making her reluctant to leave this world.
Wen Yu never closed his mouth as he carefully disinfected Chen Xing's wound. He was afraid that the alcohol would hurt the wound, so he blew a soft breeze on it so that she wouldn't feel any pain.
Wen Yu re-wrapped Chen Xing's hand with gauze and bandage, and put the ointment into the medicine box.
He did not leave with the medicine box, but sat up straight and faced Chen Xing.
Chen Xing withdrew her hands and placed them on her knees. Seeing that Wen Yu looked unhappy, she wondered if he was going to confront her?
Chen Xing hadn't figured out how to explain to Wen Yu, but he knew he couldn't avoid his questioning.
Chen Xing said, "What do you want to ask?"
Wen Yu hadn't expected Chen Xing to be so direct. He had originally planned to boil the frog in warm water and slowly let her tell him herself.
Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you expect me to ask you this?"
Although Chen Xing couldn't understand Wen Yu most of the time, he had been with him for several months and could guess a little about him.
Chen Xing said: "In the morning, I knew I couldn't deceive you, and I didn't want to deceive you."
Wen Yu nodded when he heard that.
Chen Xing continued, "You didn't expose me in front of Nan Nan because you were waiting for me to confess."
Wen Yu said: "Well, I guessed only half right."
Chen Xing was a little surprised and said, "You guessed half right?"
Wen Yu explained: "Your lies really can't hide from my eyes. I don't believe anything you and Shi Nannan say."
"But I didn't expose you. I wasn't waiting for you to confess. I wanted to get it out of you bit by bit."
Wen Yu suddenly moved closer to Chen Xing. He was very close to her, but there was always a distance between them that could not be easily crossed.
Wen Yu's voice reached her ears from in front of her, "But I didn't expect that you thought too highly of me."
Is there some kind of magic in his voice? Why does Chen Xing think that even when he's being naughty, his words sound so sweet?
Chen Xing blinked, and when he wanted to see clearly again, Wen Yu had already sat up straight, and the smirk on his face was gone, as if everything that had just happened was just a passing cloud, blown away by the wind.
Chen Xing said, "Well, I'll do as you wish and wait for you to get the truth out of me bit by bit."
Chen Xing wanted to tell Wen Yu honestly about what happened in the countryside, but now she changed her mind.
When Wen Yu heard this, he felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have teased Chen Xing. This way, he would have known the pain in her heart earlier and saved her from hiding those sad things alone.
Wen Yu surrendered and said, "No, I want to know now, and I hope you will tell me yourself."
Chen Xing looked at Wen Yu's sudden serious attitude and asked, "Why?"
Wen Yu paused for a few seconds before looking up and answering, "Because I want to be your listener. Whenever you have any sadness or troubles, I hope you can talk to me, even if it's nonsense."
Wen Yu's eyes suddenly became bright, as if there were more touching emotions in them.
"I don't want you to seek comfort by hurting yourself, and I don't want to see you suffering alone while still smiling and comforting others."
Chen Xing looked into Wen Yu's sincere eyes. His eyes seemed to be able to speak and always touched her heart, but she was not on guard at all.
Chen Xing was silent for about three minutes. During these three minutes, neither she nor Wen Yu spoke again.
As if they had telepathic connection, she was organizing her words while he was waiting for the moment when she was willing to speak.
After thinking about it, Chen Xing said, "On New Year's Eve, I sought justice from some people for my cowardly and incompetent childhood self."
Chen Xing told Wen Yu a lot of information with just one simple sentence.
Wen Yu just felt that this was not as simple as it seemed.
Wen Yu frowned slightly and asked in a trembling voice, "What justice are you seeking?"
Chen Xing appeared calm and composed as he replied, "There are many. I don't know where to start."
Wen Yu could tell that Chen Xing's past must be more painful than he had imagined.
Wen Yu suddenly didn't want to continue asking. He was afraid that Chen Xing would recall the pain because of him.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't know. Anyway, he won't let her go through any pain again.
He was not there before and did not participate in Chen Xing's life, but he will not be absent in the future.
Wen Yu lowered his eyes and said, "Okay, I won't ask anymore. Let the past be the past. There will be good days in the future."
Chen Xing listened to Wen Yu's words. She looked into his downcast eyes. He clearly wanted to know everything about her, but he said he didn't want to.
Is he afraid that she will be sad again?
Chen Xing said with a childish temper, "I don't care. I just want to tell you now, and you must listen."
"You were the one who said you would be my listener. What? You're changing your mind right at the beginning?"
Wen Yu smiled lightly and said, "I won't regret it. I'll listen to whatever you say."
Chen Xing moved her eyelids. She was no longer sad about those things. On the contrary, after talking about them again, she felt stronger.
In the end, Chen Xing briefly told Wen Yu what happened on New Year's Eve and everything about his childhood in the countryside.
Although Chen Xing overlooked many details, he did not miss any of the processes.
Wen Yu didn't react at all after hearing this. Chen Xing looked at Wen Yu's motionless sitting posture and his lifeless eyes. Why did he feel like Wen Yu was sleeping with his eyes open?
Chen Xing stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Wen Yu, but her hand in the air was suddenly caught by Wen Yu.
Wen Yu grabbed Chen Xing's hand, then let her hand pass through his side and hug his waist.
Wen Yu rushed towards Chen Xing from the bench. He fell into Chen Xing's arms and put his arms around Chen Xing. He wanted to comfort Chen Xing.
Chen Xing was suddenly hugged by Wen Yu, and she didn't know whether her hand, which was placed behind his back by Wen Yu, should fall on his back.
Chen Xing was completely stunned. He only felt warmth all over his body. It turned out that being hugged by someone felt so comfortable.
"Wen Yu, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Xing called out softly, but Wen Yu did not answer immediately. He just hugged her tightly, but he also restrained himself and maintained a certain distance and propriety.
It was Wen Yu's hand that slowly tightened, and it was the hearts of the two people that wanted to get closer. Unknowingly, their heartbeats resonated and gradually became in sync.
Plop, plop...
I can no longer tell whose heartbeat it is. It's as if they are connected by a red thread and cannot be separated.
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