Chapter 59: Brother in the Rain
There was a very obvious crimson mark on He Xilou's cold white skin from his neck to his collarbone, which was extremely glaring.
However, the other party didn't seem to care at all, and was too lazy to deal with it even when the skin was broken.
Meng Shiyi grabbed He Xilou's hand, held an umbrella, and led him to the eaves of the teaching building. She spoke in a serious tone, her voice sweet but firm:
"He Xilou, just stand here obediently, I'll be right back!"
He Xilou raised his eyelids, his eyes were as dark as ink, and a strange and complicated emotion flashed across them.
No one had ever spoken to him like that.
So obedient.
He Xilou found it quite novel, a smile appeared on his lips, he rolled his Adam's apple, and agreed obediently:
"OK."
Meng Shiyi disappeared in the rain holding an umbrella, like a jumping little rabbit.
He Xilou stood under the eaves, staring at her quietly, taking in her slender and petite figure...
More than ten minutes later, Meng Shiyi hurried back, breathing lightly, holding ointment and a brand new towel in her hand.
She raised her clear and clean almond-shaped eyes, and her eyes were full of him: "Lower your head a little, I will help you wipe it dry."
It was already late in the evening, and the surroundings were dim. The silvery moonlight enveloped her, hazy and gentle, outlining her beautiful and moving profile.
He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple and bowed his head to her obediently.
Meng Shiyi wiped his wet hair and back with a towel, then wiped it on his face and said seriously:
"Okay, I'll apply the medicine on you now. Can you please untie your clothes a little?"
He Xilou's eyes slid across the ointment on her hand, and he slowly unbuttoned his collar, one button after another, lifting his shirt to reveal his left collarbone.
"Come on, apply it."
The man's hot breath lingered all over her body, covering her up like an airtight net, trapping Meng Shiyi tightly.
Meng Shiyi pursed her lips, held her breath, and looked serious.
She picked up cotton with tweezers and wanted to disinfect him, but she didn't know how to start.
In an instant, He Xilou's protruding Adam's apple slid up and down, sharp and sexy, with extreme temptation, and he said lazily:
"What are you nervous about?"
"……I don't."
Meng Shiyi swallowed nervously, held her breath, and carefully wiped away his coagulated blood.
The wound looks shocking, tragic and heartbreaking on the surface.
It must have been cut by something sharp.
Combined with He Xilou's unusually low mood tonight, it's not difficult to guess that something bad must have happened.
Meng Shiyi looked at him with concern: "How did you get this wound?"
"I scratched it accidentally."
He Xilou's tone was indifferent, as if he was not the one who was hurt.
Meng Shiyi said "Oh" and then said fiercely: "Then you must be careful next time!"
He Xilou glanced down at her, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he spoke leisurely:
"Okay, I'll be more careful next time~"
Meng Shiyi applied the ointment and gently applied it to the junction of his neck and collarbone.
She applied the medicine to him very seriously, her clear eyes were moist, her face was full of sincerity, and her whole body exuded the faint fragrance of white camellia.
Pure as hell.
Meng Shiyi patiently applied the ointment on him with careful movements, and her eyes showed cherishment and care, as if he was the only one in the world.
The evening breeze was cool and blew slowly, blowing a strand of hair from her forehead to He Xilou's chin.
He Xilou's throat felt dry, and a strange heat suddenly rose in his chest.
His pupils were dark as he looked at the girl intently. His crow-feather-like eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, covering up the obscure emotional fluctuations in his eyes.
The rain outside seemed to be getting lighter, and the sound of drops falling on the ground became much quieter.
Meng Shiyi finished applying the ointment for him, screwed the cap on, and said softly:
"This ointment will be quite spicy if you apply it thickly, but it's really effective. You... should be able to tolerate it, right?"
Meng Shiyi was once accidentally scratched by broken glass and bled profusely. In the end, she got better after applying this medicine.
The effect is very good, but it feels hot when applied, just like sprinkling salt on a wound, as if there is a flame burning, and it hurts terribly.
When she applied it before, she was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face and her facial features were almost distorted.
But He Xilou's expression didn't change at all, so he probably didn't feel uncomfortable.
Meng Shiyi felt relieved.
However, He Xilou said, "I can't stand it."
Meng Shiyi paused and was silent for a moment: "Then just bear with it."
"I can't stand it."
“…What should we do then?”
A sly smile flashed across He Xilou's eyes, and he leaned towards her, his voice filled with a seductive invitation:
"Blow it for me."
He said in a dissolute and unruly manner: "Blow it and it will feel better."
“…” Meng Shiyi had reason to suspect that he was teasing her.
However, this medicine does cause severe pain.
Meng Shiyi frowned and lowered his head to think seriously for a moment.
Finally, she raised her little face, moved closer to him, and blew gently on his wound.
Meng Shiyi blew very slowly, and the slightly cool breath was like the gentle drizzle in spring, which immediately dispelled the burning pain.
Where she couldn't see, He Xilou tightened his fingertips slightly.
After blowing, Meng Shiyi looked at him innocently and asked softly, "Is it better?"
He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple and hummed softly, his dark eyes dark and unclear.
How could this little rabbit be so easily fooled?
What if I get cheated by other boys in the future?
He leaned over, stretched out his hand as if possessed by a demon, and pinched Meng Shiyi's face.
The touch is delicate and soft, like marshmallow, and it is definitely sweet and soft when you bite it.
"You..." Meng Shiyi's black eyes trembled in shock, and she quickly took a step back.
Her ears immediately turned red, she shrank her neck, and her voice was a little stammering: "What are you doing..."
Why did you suddenly pinch her face?
He Xilou put down his hand, glanced at the carefully packed bag at her feet, stretched out his hand and said confidently:
"Bread, I want it."
Meng Shiyi picked up the bread bag and puffed up her cheeks angrily: "I won't give it to you."
He looked fierce.
Even cuter.
He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly and teased with a smile: "You really won't give it to me?"
"No," Meng Shiyi said in a muffled voice, "You were the one who said you didn't want it."
He said he didn't need her kindness and asked her to go, but suddenly hugged her from behind.
Do men also say one thing and mean another?
He also said that he likes getting caught in the rain.
Brother in the rain.
Installed for him.
He Xilou didn't expect that she was still angry. He curled his lips slightly and coaxed her in a low voice:
"Can I not count what I said before? I didn't have dinner and I'm very hungry now."
Meng Shiyi stared at him for a long time. When she heard the words "didn't have dinner", she slowly untied the ribbon of the bow and handed it to him, motioning him to take it himself. "Hey."
Unexpectedly, He Xilou even pushed further, "I want to feed you."
“…”What kind of person is this? Does she think she is a proud little princess?
So hard to please.
Meng Shiyi: "Don't forget it."
He Xilou had a smile on his face, and stopped teasing her. He reached out and took out a small loaf of bread.
The bread that Meng Shiyi carefully made is very cute. It is in the shape of a rabbit and filled with red bean paste. It can be swallowed in two or three bites.
She couldn't help but secretly observe He Xilou's reaction.
The man lowered his head and bit the bread, but his eyes were always fixed on her.
It was as if he wasn't biting the bread, but her. His gaze was too direct and intense to ignore.
In an instant, Meng Shiyi retracted her gaze as if she had been electrocuted and did not dare to look at him anymore.
He Xilou said slowly: "It's quite delicious."
After saying that, he "grabbed" the whole bag of bread from Meng Shiyi.
Domineering and barbaric.
Meng Shiyi: “…”
The bread seller.
It's necrotic.
But Meng Shiyi could clearly feel that He Xilou was in a much better mood than before, and that lonely and cold atmosphere had disappeared without a trace.
Meng Shiyi's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes became sparkling, creating a pool of fine ripples.
She likes He Xilou, so when He Xilou is happy, she will be happy too; when He Xilou is sad, she will be sad too...
"What are you grinning about? Let's go."
He Xilou tapped her forehead gently with his index finger, with a bit of pampering.
They both looked up at the same time and gazed into the distance.
At some point, the thick and dense dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the moonlight was like a soft and light gauze, covering the wet ground.
The rain has stopped...
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