Chapter 47 Invisible Wounds
Luo Pingcheng curled up on the sofa, refusing to leave or go back to his room.
The lights were not on, and he was curled up in a ball, wrapped in a white blanket.
Xiaowen safely sent Song Yexing to a five-star hotel, and was almost scared to death when he returned home.
"Third Young Master Luo, our family is relatively well-off and can afford the electricity bill. You don't have to save money for us."
Xiaowen turned on the light, saw the appearance of Luoping City clearly, and regretted turning on the light.
I didn’t see Luo Pingcheng’s face clearly, so it wasn’t like I saw a ghost.
Xiaowen regretted it very much. She should have pretended not to see Luo Pingcheng and just went upstairs to her room in the dark.
Luo Pingcheng's dark circles appeared, and the red bloodshot in his eyes was even more frightening.
"You can either go back to your room and rest, or find another place to hide away from the limelight. The young master has actually prepared everything for you."
Since you don't like staying at the Chi family's place and don't like the young master bringing Shi Mingguang back home to live, why bother staying here?
It would be wise to do as Song Yexing did, stay in a five-star hotel, eat and drink well, and keep out of sight, out of mind.
Both the young master and Old Xu have explained that no matter who it is, once they enter the Chi family and live there, they must fulfill their duties as hosts.
Xiao Wen glanced at Luo Pingcheng and nodded politely: "I'm going to sleep first. The Third Young Master of the Luo Family should also go back to his room and rest early."
I was treated as a driver by everyone the whole day, ordered here and there, running around half of the city.
It's more tiring than playing a basketball game and then a football game.
Xiaowen yawned, stretched, and was about to leave when he was grabbed tightly by a cold hand.
"Stop right there! Sit down. I hate being alone."
It’s really weird, Xiaowen looked down at Luoping City.
He looked both hateful and pitiful, making people angry, but unable to get rid of him.
"I hate being alone. Even after I left overnight, I was alone at the Luo family. Coming here, I'm still alone."
Xiaowen sat on the sofa, and Luo Pingcheng let him go. He put his hands back into the blanket and muttered.
Luo Pingcheng turned out to be such a lonely person.
Unfortunately, he is afraid of loneliness and he longs for love, but he doesn't know the right way to love.
Maybe it's not entirely his fault.
From childhood to adulthood, no one in the Luo family taught him how to love others.
Only by taking advantage of others, only by acting recklessly, and only by acting from a high position can one restrain and possess what one wants, including people.
It is impossible to get love, true warmth and happiness in this way.
Because they hurt others in the wrong way, leaving scars in others' hearts, and those scars will never disappear.
Xiaowen looked at Luo Pingcheng and suddenly felt very scared. Has Baihe also become such a person?
If you stay in that house for a long time, even if you are not blind, you will not be able to see the truth because you are always in the dark.
"But, that's your own home after all. You probably don't like staying at the Chi family, right?"
Luo Pingcheng stared at Xiaowen with his red eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled bitterly.
"I don't know why, but I just can't bear to leave here. Don't get me wrong, I have absolutely no strange intentions towards your young master, absolutely not. It's just that there's a certain aura in your family that I miss so much and that makes me feel at ease."
Luo Pingcheng spoke very seriously and emotionally, and while speaking, he even grabbed the white blanket and sniffed it.
Only then did Xiaowen realize that this white blanket was placed in the young master's study.
Some time ago, the young master had just woken up and often secretly worked overtime in the study to read materials. When he was tired, he would sleep on the sofa in the study.
Old Xu was worried that he would catch a cold, so he prepared a white blanket for him in the study.
Xiaowen racked his brains. Song Yexing said, "Your young master seems to have become a different person." Luo Pingcheng was even more puzzled. He actually held the blanket that the young master had covered himself with and said that there was a scent on it that he missed?
What does it mean? What's going on?
With my athletic mind alone, I just can't wrap my head around it and can't figure it out.
Xiao Wen hugged his head, which was about to explode: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, let me go to sleep, my head is about to explode!"
Shi Mingguang was worried about Chi Tiansheng's injury and couldn't sleep. He limped to his door, but didn't dare to knock. He listened carefully to the noise inside the room.
The knife wound was so big that it would hurt more at night.
Shi Mingguang was often injured when he was a child. He bumped his knee while going down the stairs and cut his finger while trying to help his mother cut vegetables.
Those wounds hurt more at night.
Shi Mingguang found it magical, as if those wounds were afraid of loneliness.
When it is late at night and everyone is asleep, they deliberately go off to attract attention and care.
I lay in bed all night, and the wound on the back of my hand hurt for no reason.
Lian Ye has been undergoing various trainings since he was young, and is covered in bruises every day.
He started accepting missions, injuring and killing people, and getting injured was commonplace.
If anyone picked up his body and saw the scars before it rotted, they would be scared to death.
It would be a good thing if the scars covering Lian Ye's body could rot and disappear along with the body.
However, Lian Ye felt that the pain would not disappear. He still clearly remembered those scars in the body of "Chi Tiansheng".
When I think back on it, the injury on the back of my hand only hurts more.
This minor injury is not worth mentioning to Lian Ye.
Because Chi Tiansheng's body is not used to being injured, does this tiny wound cause him great pain?
Tormented by the pain from the wound and unable to sleep, and worried about Shi Mingguang, he simply got up and planned to go and check on Shi Mingguang.
But as soon as the door was opened, Shi Mingguang outside was startled. He was already unsteady on his feet and stumbled forward.
Lian Ye stretched out her hands without thinking and hugged him tightly.
The pain on the back of my hand miraculously disappeared.
"Your hand is injured. Don't use too much force, or the wound will split open."
Shi Mingguang didn't have time to think about anything else. He quickly pushed "Chi Tiansheng" away and looked at the back of his hand to confirm the condition of the wound.
"It's okay. It doesn't hurt at all."
He raised his gauze-wrapped hand overnight, trying to look cool, but the delicate and tender flesh of "Chi Tiansheng" refused to cooperate and began to hurt, even slightly bleeding.
"Did the doctor leave his medicine box behind? I'll stop the bleeding, apply medicine, and bandage it. You can't use force on your hands when the wound isn't healed yet."
Shi Mingguang sighed, blaming himself for coming to disturb them and causing more trouble, which had reopened Chi Tiansheng's wound.
Under the warm light, Shi Mingguang carefully stopped the bleeding from the wound, applied some anti-inflammatory medicine, and gently wrapped it with gauze.
I've been injured many times overnight, but I've never been treated so gently by anyone.
"Hey, the wound is quite deep. It might leave a scar."
After helping Chi Tiansheng stop the bleeding and change the dressing, Shi Mingguang took a closer look at his wound, worried that it would leave scars.
Chi Tiansheng's hands are white and slender. At first glance, he is a well-protected young master who doesn't have to do housework. However, he was injured while protecting himself, leaving scars on his perfect hands.
"What does it matter if there's a little scar on the skin?" Lian Ye smiled calmly and said proudly that this was his medal.
Looking at Shi Mingguang all night long, the warm light made his face look even gentler.
With Shi Mingguang's care, this wound, even if it will leave a scar on the fair skin, will not leave a mark in Lian Ye's heart.
The injuries that have never been truly cared for, and the wounds left by being treated as murderers, are the real pain.
Those invisible wounds and scars that remain deep in the heart forever are the most painful.
Those ugly "wounds" of the past, he hoped that Shi Mingguang would never see them.
Just look at the "Chi Tiansheng" in front of you, without any "scars", clean.
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