After applying the medicine with great difficulty in a restless mood, Yan Mingli quickly stood up and wanted to leave, but Mo Yutong grabbed his clothes.
"Brother Li, can you please sit up here?" Mo Yutong patted the edge of the bed beside her and looked at him gently.
Yan Mingli didn't understand what she meant, but he still sat beside her stiffly as she said, stroking the bottle with his hands on his knees.
"Brother Li, give me the glass bottle and cotton swab!" Mo Yutong took the disinfectant from his hand, then walked a few steps to the side, brought over a low square stool and sat in front of his feet.
"Mo Zhiqing, what are you doing?" Yan Mingli leaned back helplessly and looked down at her.
Mo Yutong's eyes became even gentler, and she whispered softly, "Brother Li, can I apply the medicine on you too?"
No, no need! Before Yan Mingli could finish his words, the cool liquid had been gently applied to his calf with a cotton swab.
The cold touch made Yan Mingli's pupils tremble. His fingers clasped the edge of the bed nervously, his thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and the muscles on his back were tense. It was obvious that he was trying his best to restrain himself.
His amplified senses followed the gentle movement of the cotton swab dipped in the medicine, wandering around the tiny wounds caused by scratches from sharp thorns on the mountain when he came back from the county town today.
The little girl would gently blow her warm breath across the wounds from time to time. Yan Mingli found that his restraint could not calm the blood, which was still surging fiercely.
At that moment, his mind was in chaos, as if a tangled mess was stuffed into his body, and he didn't even know what to do.
He used to let the wounds heal on their own, never thinking that they should be treated with medicine, nor did he think that applying medicine was necessary.
After all, the countryside is full of farmers who do farm work and climb hills all year round, and all of them have wounds all over their bodies.
We are used to getting hurt and healing ourselves, and we always wait for the wounds to heal on their own over time.
"Mo Zhiqing, don't waste the medicine, I..." He was just a man who made a living from the fields, so how could he need such expensive medicine?
"Brother Li, it's not a waste if I give it to you." Mo Yutong lowered her little head, and there was a slight tremor in her soft voice.
When she looked at it in the afternoon, she thought the wounds were so fine that it was heartbreaking, but when she used a cotton swab to apply it little by little, she found that there were far more wounds on her legs than she saw.
Some of the scars have turned a light brown, and it is obvious that they were sustained a long time ago.
Some of them even had shallow wrinkles. Mo Yutong could imagine how deep the wounds were at that time, leaving such deep scars in a child with strong recovery ability.
"I don't feel any pain." Yan Mingli looked at her in panic.
He shouldn't sit here and enjoy the little girl's care. He should go to the next room to clean up, and then clean the wooden basin in the moonlight so that the little girl can wash her clothes.
"But I'm in pain, my heart aches." Mo Yutong looked up at him, her eyes slightly red, and deep in her pupils there was real heartache.
Such heartache made Yan Mingli's heart shrink. It was a softness he had not experienced since his mother passed away.
It’s like when you are groping forward alone in the darkness, and suddenly you see a ray of light, which fills your whole heart in just an instant.
"Mo Zhiqing, we just met, less than a day ago." Yan Mingli's voice was a little hoarse. He didn't understand, didn't know, didn't dare to touch, let alone get close.
But he longed for it so much, wanted it so much, expected it so much, and craved warmth and happiness so much.
"But I feel like I've known you for a long, long time." So long that as soon as I open my eyes, I just want to come find you, even if I have to travel thousands of miles, I just want to see you as soon as possible.
"How long is a long time?" From the little girl's tone, it seemed that one year in the past, he had fallen into the little girl's heart and she had been thinking about him till now.
But is it possible? Even during the years when Dad was the principal, he never remembered a girl as delicate as her.
"Ten years." She met him, she accepted his love, she was held in his arms, and she was gently cared for by him.
"Mo Zhiqing, ten years ago I was only nine years old, and you were only six or seven years old. I have never left Ming County, and you have never left Jing City." Yan Mingli looked at her helplessly. He knew she was lying, but he couldn't bear to blame her.
“…” Her temptation was useless, he simply didn’t believe in himself.
That’s right, after the vigorous movement, all these weird and superstitious things will be overthrown and criticized.
So... Mo Yutong suddenly had a new idea. She could not tolerate the boy's suffering, and she had to change his life.
Just when Yan Mingli breathed a sigh of relief and gradually got used to Mo Yutong's gentle treatment, she suddenly looked at him with extremely burning eyes.
Yan Mingli's heart trembled violently for no reason, and the string in his mind immediately stretched into a straight line as if it was pulled hard. He always felt that the little girl was going to cause trouble.
Sure enough, Mo Yutong sealed the glass bottle, leaned it against the stone supporting the bed, and placed the cotton swab flat on the glass cover.
Standing up and putting her hands behind her back, Mo Yutong took a deep breath, then stared at her boy and said word by word, "Brother Li, how about we be together?"
"Mo Zhiqing..." Yan Mingli was stunned. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Is this what an educated youth from Beijing should say to a country man?
"Do you know what you are saying?" Yan Mingli stared at the little girl. Dating is not a casual thing. Once you make a decision, it will last a lifetime.
"Brother Li, I'm seventeen years old and I know what I'm talking about." If her youth hadn't been so hard and difficult, she would have wanted to take it step by step.
But when the hideous wound on her foot stimulated her heart so much, how could she continue to take her time? She wished she could pounce on her boy right now.
Then the young man and the beautiful girl indulged in romance together, spending the night in the brocade tent, and started fighting with their spears on the bed, their two bodies becoming one and working together in secret.
"You are still young." How could a little girl who is not yet an adult easily talk about having a boyfriend, and with a country boy like him at that?
"I'm not a kid anymore." Mo Yutong puffed out her chest and firmly locked onto his gradually reddening ears, listening to him helplessly say, "Mo Zhiqing, do you know what I mean?"
"So do you like me?" The girl was bold and straightforward, and her fiery passion almost drove Yan Mingli crazy.
"I..." He was still about to refuse when Yan Mingxue, who had been squatting by the door, rushed in and stood in front of Mo Yutong, saying loudly, "Yes, my brother likes you. I swear."
I need you, a little brat, to swear to me when I'm dating, Yan Mingli wanted to slap her on the forehead.
"Mo Zhiqing, the chairman said..." Yan Mingli wanted to reason with her, but unfortunately Mo Yutong didn't want to listen to reason, she just wanted to hear him say he was willing.
"Dating without the goal of marriage is just hooliganism. Brother Li is afraid that I will be a hooligan to you."
Yan Mingli looked at her silently. He was indeed afraid. He was afraid that he would become addicted to the sweetness of love and would not be able to quit or forget it, while she would no longer want him.
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