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Subconsciously wanting to touch her, she suddenly stumbled into his arms. As she threw herself into his arms, she heard his low, cold voice helplessly saying, "Still touching? Do you want to pierce deeper into my flesh and leave a memory?"
He felt distressed when he saw her injured, no matter whether the injury was serious or minor.
Even though I know it's inevitable, my heart still hurts.
He wanted to hold her in his hands, cherish her, and pamper her, but due to his job, he had to let go and watch her get hurt, suffer, and be tortured.
It is said that without going through wind and rain, there will be no rainbow. As special forces soldiers, they have experienced so many ups and downs that they may not be able to see the rainbow. The next second may be eternal darkness, and they will never see tomorrow's sun again.
Both he and she are special forces soldiers who have experienced many hardships and walked on the edge of a knife. They are calm and casual in the face of their own injuries, but in each other's eyes, they are extremely distressed.
I understand better how much pain she felt when she saw the wound on her waist, and I also know how worried she was when he lost contact.
Ye Jian did not touch him again, but threw herself into his arms and said with a smile: "It is better not to keep such a small injury as a commemoration. The injuries on your body are what we call commemorations."
Hearing her nonchalant tone, Xia Jinyuan felt deeply bitter.
He also wanted to protect her well so that she would not get even a scratch. He also wanted to face the war and bear all the dangers, while she would just stand behind him.
He thought about it, but he was just thinking about it.
He bent down and kissed the girl who didn't want to get up from his arms. His warm lips pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "Brave little fox, let's pick out the thorns first, and then you can hold me when we get to the bed."
Let her hold him in the bed again... Ye Jian glanced at the 1.5-meter double bed. With his height of only 1.8 meters, he had to curl up to lie on it.
The curtains were drawn in the room. Xia Jinyuan turned on the bedside lamp and looked carefully at the two bush thorns that had pierced the corners of her eyes. She was afraid that the thorns were a little too deep.
The needle used to sew the wound was placed in alcohol for disinfection. He gently pressed the corner of her eye with his fingers, staring at the deep thorns with his deep dark eyes, and said softly, "The thorns are a little deep. It will hurt when they are taken out. Just bear with it."
The thorns pierced into the flesh instantly and there was not much pain, especially since she was fully immersed in the battle at that time. Even the cuts on her face from the thorns did not make her feel anything.
It was a bit painful to use a needle to pick out the thorn stuck in the flesh. When the needle lightly touched the hard thorn, Xia Jinyuan saw Ye Jian's long, curly black eyelashes tremble. He subconsciously made a blowing gesture to comfort a child, and coaxed her softly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, be good, it won't hurt in a while."
The tone of coaxing a three-year-old child made Ye Jian unable to hold back her laughter. When she laughed, the apple muscles on her face moved the corners of her eyes, which frightened Xia Jinyuan so much that he quickly took the needle away from her hand to avoid hurting her.
"Be serious and don't laugh." He pretended to be angry and spoke with a stern face, but he broke his temper in less than two seconds.
Junyan continued to coax her softly, "It will be fine soon. There are not two thorns, but three."
"It's been stuck in the flesh for so long, and it's been soaked in raw water for several hours. The wound is too close to the corner of the eye. Don't let it fester and hurt the eye."
He usually doesn't have time to take care of her, but now he is by her side, and as her boyfriend he naturally has to take good care of her.
Ye Jian did not move again. The sharp needle had just touched the edge of the root of her eyelashes. She was not afraid of the suppuration and hurting her eyes, but she was afraid that if she laughed again, the needle tip would accidentally poke her eyes.
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