Chapter 26
Chen Yizhi opened his eyes very slowly, his gaze falling on Pei Yanhe's drooping eyelashes that were like crow feathers.
He concealed the strangeness and continued to accuse himself.
"itch."
Pei Yanhe still had that unruly look on his face, but his hands were moving gently and delicately.
He stared at the patch of porcelain white skin that was stained red, without blinking.
"Bear with it." He said in a cold tone.
A ruthless person.
Shen Yizhi cursed in his heart, biting his lower lip, no longer retreating, his eyes wandering aimlessly, and finally fell on the face of the young master in front of him.
Start looking at him carefully.
Pei Yanhe has a typical bone structure, three-dimensional facial features, thick eyebrows and eyelashes, a faint teardrop mole at the end of his eye, and his lips are naturally pink, which looks a little soft.
The muscles in the forearm are tense due to the action of applying the medicine, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand are like ravines in a mountain range, full of tension.
The constant tingling sensation on the neck was unbearable.
Shen Yizhi swallowed subconsciously.
This action disturbed Pei Yanhe's action of applying the medicine. He paused his fingers and looked at her.
"Want some water?"
Shen Yizhi walked down the stairs and said "hmm" without blushing or beating his heart.
Pei Yanhe applied the last small amount of ointment and threw the cotton swab into the trash can. "Okay, go ahead."
Shen Yizhi was indeed a little thirsty, so he walked to the dining table, poured a glass of water, and drank it.
Her eyes were always following the movement on the sofa, and when she noticed him standing up, she quickly looked away.
Pei Yanhe saw this little movement clearly. He put one hand in his pocket, stood beside her, lowered his eyelashes, and spoke.
"Why were you the first one to send a message to Shang Kuoheng?"
The hidden emotions hidden in his eyes turned into a simple question at this moment.
Shen Yizhi put down the water cup and looked sideways at him. She didn't have her cell phone with her, so she could only speak to him.
"He's a policeman, you know that. If something happens, of course he'll be the first one to be notified."
She didn't quite understand the significance of Pei Yanhe's question.
This is a very simple truth.
The situation was urgent and we couldn't call the police, so we could only send a message to Shang Kuoheng, which was safer.
The huge villa was silent for a moment. Pei Yanhe responded indifferently, tapping the table on the side with his fingertips without rhythm, and remained silent.
After returning from the police station, Shen Yizhi noticed that something was wrong with his mood.
This is the intuition I gained from being with him for many years.
"Pei Yanhe, you're not in the right mood." Shen Yizhi fixed his eyes on him calmly.
Pei Yanhe stopped tapping the table, withdrew his hands and folded them across his chest, and his eyes returned to normal.
"If you have any questions in the future, send me a message first. I'm always here."
Shen Yizhi frowned, seemingly puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"Literally." Pei Yanhe lowered his eyes, not caring whether she understood or not, and said, "Let's go. Come back tomorrow night."
He said he was leaving, but he never took the next step, like a poplar standing upright in front of him.
Shen Yizhi followed his train of thought and waved his hand, "Goodbye."
He still didn't move.
Not understanding what he meant for a moment, Shen Yizhi stared at him blankly for three seconds before he remembered something, and the words came out like pouring beans.
"good evening."
"good evening."
"good evening!"
He said it three times, as if he was afraid that Pei Yanhe didn't hear him.
The moonlight slanted in through the window, blurring Pei Yanhe's smiling peach blossom eyes. He whispered softly.
"good evening."
That night, Shen Yizhi lay flat on the bed, looking at the dark ceiling, and sighed deeply for the third time.
Pei Yanhe seems to be really not right recently.
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The next day.
Shu Xinyu came to Mingjing Bay early in the morning as she said yesterday.
She looked at Quan Chen Yizhi's neck with concern.
I felt that the red marks had faded a lot, and the anxiety that had been hanging in my heart all night finally eased a lot.
"Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt that much anyway, don't worry about it."
Shen Yizhi leaned against her shoulder affectionately. His throat had gotten much better after drinking the rock sugar and snow pear stewed by Aunt Chen in the morning, and his voice was no longer as hoarse as it had been the previous night.
"This isn't your problem. It all stems from your father. Have you figured out how to solve it? Do you need my help?"
Shu Xinyu's mother died early, and her father loved drinking and was often in debt. When she was studying, many relatives often came to her house to collect debts, making the whole family restless.
Shen Yizhi knew a little about these things, and every time she wanted to help, she was rejected by Shu Xinyu, just like now.
Shu Xinyu's head rested on hers and she said softly, "It's okay, I can handle it."
"If you need my help, you must tell me!" Shen Yizhi said with a serious tone.
If it weren't for Chen Yizhi, Shu Xinyu would never have been able to get through what happened yesterday.
She also knew that Shen Yizhi's loyalty to her friends was never just a polite gesture, so she responded with a heavy "hmm".
This topic made the atmosphere too solemn, so Shu Xinyu changed the question subtly.
"Is it convenient for you to apply the medicine? Do you need me to help you?"
Shen Yizhi really wanted her to help, but the ointment was taken home by Pei Yanhe last night.
"It's okay, Pei Yanhe will come over to help me wipe it in the evening." There was still some regret in her tone.
"Ah." Shu Xinyu thought for a moment before saying, "Did he succeed in seducing her?"
Shen Yizhi choked, thinking about the fact that he had been thinking about 'something wrong with Pei Yanhe' last night and didn't fall asleep until the early morning, holding his breath.
"No, he's not that attractive to me."
"Oh," Shu Xinyu noticed the change in her tone and guessed something, "Are you guys fighting again?"
The word "又" is used in a subtle way.
"No." Shen Yizhi didn't want to mention the young master anymore, so she changed the subject: "Did Shang Kuoheng send you home safely last night?"
"Yes," Shu Xinyu thought for a moment, "He's a nice guy."
Not only did he send her downstairs, he also said a few words of comfort.
For someone you've only met a few times, being able to do this is already pretty good.
Shen Yizhi vaguely recalled Shang Kuoheng's unusual behavior last night, and out of righteousness, she said a few more good words about him, "He is a good person."
"I have had a chivalrous and righteous heart since I was a child, otherwise I would not have joined the military."
Only Shang Kuoheng could be the young master who gave up his job as the heir to a rich family fortune and went to the military district to suffer hardships.
Shu Xinyu was stunned for a moment.
She chatted with Shen Yizhi about some other things until the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the window and it was getting dark, then she left reluctantly.
After sending Shu Xinyu away, Shen Yizhi remembered that the date he had agreed with the model was today.
I guess the time is almost up.
Just as I was thinking about this, the doorbell rang.
Shen Yizhi got up to open the door. When she saw the person coming, she was slightly stunned and looked around.
"Why is it you?"
Pei Yanhe listened to her slightly disgusted tone, put his hands in his pockets, looked down at her, and asked calmly.
"You have a date?"
"Yeah," Shen Yizhi didn't have a very good attitude towards the culprit who made her sleepless last night, "You came to see me for something?"
Pei Yanhe ignored her "unkind" tone, and raised the hand hanging by his side holding the ointment in front of him.
"Apply medicine."
Being on time is a bit too much.
Shen Yizhi's eyelids fluttered twice, "Later, I have something to do now."
Just as she finished speaking, she saw a muscular man getting out of a car in the distance. His tight black T-shirt highlighted his well-defined and muscular body lines.
He took off his sunglasses, looked around, met Shen Yizhi's gaze, walked forward, and asked politely.
"Shen Yizhi?"
Shen Yizhi looked him over and said, "Yes. Are you Tan Zheng?"
Tan Zheng nodded and said straight to the point: "I calculate by time. Without further ado, where is the studio? Lead the way."
The concise and generous way of cooperation was exactly what she wanted.
Shen Yizhi turned and walked into the house, "Let's go."
Tan Zheng was very professional and followed her without looking around.
For a moment, only one person was left in front of the door.
Pei Yanhe threw the ointment into the air, then caught it, with a playful smile on the corner of his lips.
He calmly followed.
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