After helping Pei Sui wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen, Meng Sheng returned to the living room and saw the little cheese sleeping on its back.
No image at all.
Meng Sheng wanted to touch its soft belly.
But his hands had already been sprayed with disinfectant, and he would have to change Pei Sui's dressing later, so he had to give up.
As soon as she sat down, Pei Sui came over with a bag and sat directly next to her.
The slightly strong cedar scent seemed a little unreasonable, and it rushed into her nose with all its might.
Regardless of whether she is willing or not.
Meng Sheng pursed her lips, trying to ignore it, and fixed her eyes on the bag in his hand.
There was disinfectant and several kinds of medical powders, as well as gauze, bandages, adhesive tape and other things.
He was still wearing a gray round-neck sweatshirt tonight, with his sleeves rolled up, which made it inconvenient to see his wounds and change the bandages.
Meng Sheng turned sideways and looked at the crooked gauze covering the wound with his eyelids drooped. He thought that this was his masterpiece the day before yesterday.
One-handed is really inconvenient.
She said, "Take off your clothes."
Pei Sui's eyes dimmed slightly when he heard that, but he nodded obediently, pulled the corner of her clothes, raised his arms, took off the clothes easily, and threw them aside.
Meng Sheng glanced at him casually, lingering on his slightly bulging pectoral muscles for two seconds, then naturally retracted his gaze.
She untied the bandage on his arm gently and calmly.
Don’t expect a wound that has been stitched to look good. It’s good enough if it doesn’t look hideous.
The last time I looked, the area around the wound was still scarlet.
This will look better.
No swelling either.
She calculated the day until the stitches would be removed, and at the same time, she took out disinfectant from the bag and gave the wound a simple clean.
Then, recalling the doctor's instructions that day, he picked up a few packets of medicine powder and sprinkled them on his wound in batches.
Pei Sui didn't move either, and cooperated with her as she applied the medicine.
Her movements were gentle and a little cautious.
It seemed as if she was afraid of hurting him.
The light camellia scent on her body was also a little unreasonable. It fought fiercely with the cedar scent on his body, then quickly blended into a ball and was inhaled into his nostrils.
Pei Sui glanced at her serious and focused expression, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.
He reached out his other hand and gently brushed the hair that fell behind her ear, "Don't be nervous, it won't hurt."
Meng Sheng was stunned, "It really doesn't hurt?"
"Yeah." Pei Sui nodded, "It's much better than the first few days."
Meng Sheng pursed his lips. It had only been a few days.
Such a big wound must be painful.
She glanced at the stitched wound and gently stroked it with her fingertips.
The look in his eyes was somewhat complicated.
But more of it was guilt. "This will most likely leave scars. I remember the scar removal cream you gave me last time. I haven't used it up yet. When the stitches are removed and the wound is almost healed, you can apply some. That thing is quite useful."
Pei Sui wanted to say no, and he could ask his friend to bring the scar removal cream, but when he felt the touch of hair in his hand, he didn't say it.
He nodded in agreement, "Okay."
Later, Meng Sheng's movements were a little faster, and the hair that fell on his fingertips was ruthlessly taken back by its owner.
Compared to the last time he bandaged it himself, she bandaged it much more neatly today.
It also has a small bow tied on it.
She said, "Put on your clothes. Don't let your wound come into contact with water. Be careful when you take a shower, or it may get infected easily."
Pei Sui responded, his eyes swept across her face and then fell on her slender fingers, and he obediently put on the sweatshirt.
Meng Sheng put away the remaining medicine and prepared to move away from him, but just as he took a step forward, his hand was suddenly grabbed by him.
It's still that warm and dry touch.
She was stunned for a moment, her slightly widened, calm almond-shaped eyes filled with surprise and confusion.
"What...what happened?"
Pei Sui curled her lips particularly often today, and her delicate and beautiful face was reflected in her deep and dark irises.
The cool light that occasionally passes by can probably be compared to the silver wheel hanging on the green curtain outside.
Looking more closely, there seemed to be a hint of gentleness that had never been seen before.
It was like ripples on the lake under the moonlight.
When Meng Sheng was about to be unable to withstand his gaze, he finally spoke, "What have you thought about what I said before?"
Meng Sheng was stunned again.
What happened before?
She tried hard to search for the "thing" he mentioned in the messy memories, but after searching back and forth twice, she still had no clue.
She was confused, "What's going on?"
Pei Sui's thin lips moved, his voice was clear, his expression and eyes showed full concentration and seriousness, "That day outside the court, I said I would lend you my money to heal my wounds."
Meng Sheng's heartbeat became unbalanced the moment he finished speaking.
The scene outside the court that day and what he said came to my mind all at once.
The look and gaze on his face when he said "I'll lend it to you to heal your wounds" were exactly the same as they are now.
It doesn't seem fake at all.
In a trance, she finally realized it.
Oh, he was asking her for the answer.
Answer……
She tried to clear away the thick fog and peek into the answer chosen by her heart.
Unfortunately, despite her best efforts, she still couldn't see the answer.
Pei Sui looked at her with burning eyes, and couldn't help but pondering something in his mind.
Am I too anxious?
He thought for a moment and said, "If you haven't made up your mind, don't rush to give me an answer. I'll wait for you."
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