Lin Yuxi's eyes were hot. The more coaxing and gentle he became, the more she couldn't stop crying.
Zhou Yanjing thought she was scared and hugged her tighter: "I'm here. Trust me, no one can hurt you in the future."
He didn't know that Lin Yuxi cried because she missed the warmth of this embrace.
Zhou Yanjing kissed the tip of her nose and lightly touched her lips. It was a kiss of comfort and care, without any erotic overtones.
"Don't be afraid, Xixi."
Lin Yuxi closed her eyes, forced herself to withdraw from the warmth she was about to indulge in, and forced herself to be cruel.
"Can you get out? I want to be alone."
Zhou Yanjing said: "You will be scared if I go out alone."
"I've come here on my own for so many years." Lin Yuxi insisted, "I won't be afraid."
"Lin Yuxi, do you have to be so stubborn at this time?"
"I'm very grateful to you for saving me today, but the reason why Wei Bin came to me was because of you, so we are even."
Lin Yuxi adjusted her emotions, "The hurt I suffered was all caused by you. If you stay away from me, I will be safer."
Zhou Yanjing's tenderness fell into the ice bucket, turned into ice, and was broken into pieces by her cold and hard attitude.
He let go of Lin Yuxi, got out of bed, and looked at the woman with her eyes closed on the bed. The gentle voice just now was like dried bacon, only cold and hard.
"Lin Yuxi, you are really a stone that cannot be warmed."
He left, that warm embrace left, and the temperature of the whole room seemed to drop a few degrees.
Lin Yuxi buried herself in the quilt and reminded herself over and over again:
Don't linger.
You've long been used to this temperature.
She lay quietly on the bed for a while, all the emotions of fear, lingering fear, and the desolation after the warmth were digested, and she completely calmed down.
She knew what she just said was a bit harsh, because that was the only way to drive him away.
No matter what, if it weren't for Zhou Yanjing today, she wouldn't be able to lie here well. His comfort just now was also well-intentioned, and what she said was a bit too much.
She got up from the bed and went downstairs.
In the living room, Zhou Yanjing was sitting alone on the sofa. The dirty shirt on his body had been taken off. The medical kit was beside him. He was struggling to treat the injury on his left shoulder with his right hand.
Hearing footsteps on the stairs, his eyes moved over and then slid away indifferently.
Lin Yuxi walked over in slippers and took the saline solution from his hand: "Turn your head away."
Zhou Yanjing glanced at her with unclear eyes, turned to the other side, and exposed the wound scratched by the glass on the back of his neck.
Lin Yuxi washed his wound, sterilized it with iodine, and put a sterile dressing on it.
He also took an ice pack to apply ice to the bruise on his shoulder where the wine bottle had hit him.
Zhou Yanjing hissed: "It's very cold."
Lin Yuxi: "Bear it."
So he stopped talking, and silence fell between the two of them.
The entire villa was enveloped in quiet air, and the deep night light flowed in through the glass windows, seeming to bring in something else.
A kind of faint, wisps of sadness, I don’t know who it belongs to.
Maybe it was the wedding villa that had witnessed three years of marriage.
Zhou Yanjing's back was turned to her, and Lin Yuxi couldn't see his expression. After a while, she heard him ask: "Why don't you wear the safety lock I gave you?"
Lin Yuxi's eyelashes trembled slightly and hung downward, staring at the injury on his back: "Because it can no longer protect me."
Zhou Yanjing laughed lightly: "Because I brought all your dangers, right?"
Lin Yuxi said: "I said that to make you angry on purpose, so you don't need to take it to heart."
"Why are you deliberately angry with me?" Zhou Yanjing snorted, "I'm comforting you, but you are so ignorant that you have to drive me away to feel comfortable?"
Maybe it was because of the accident just now and the ups and downs of their lives after the disaster. They both felt very lucky in their hearts, so it was rare for them to be able to say a few words calmly.
Lin Yuxi explained: "I don't want to make myself dependent on you."
"Why can't you rely on me?" he asked.
"What do you think?" Lin Yuxi looked at her watch, holding on to the time and planning to take the ice pack away for a while. If it was kept in the ice for too long, it would cause frostbite. "We are divorced."
Zhou Yanjing turned around without warning and held her hands.
His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and finally he could no longer resist the urge that had been rising and falling in his chest for a while. He raised his brown eyes and looked at her deeply: "Lin Yuxi, we can't leave, okay?"
The back of Lin Yuxi's hand was covered by his generous palm, and there was an ice pack in the palm, one cold and one hot, a torture of both ice and fire.
She was silent for a long time under the gaze of Zhou Yanjing's affectionate eyes, and finally shook her head.
"no."
Zhou Yanjing looked at her calm and calm face, and the heat in his eyes cooled down little by little.
"The person I hate most in the world is the murderer who kidnapped and killed my parents. The person I hate the second most is you, Zhou Yanjing."
Lin Yuxi spoke very slowly, as if speaking slower would not awaken the grievances that had been accumulated and suppressed over the years and finally forced her to let go.
"The three years I have been married to you have been really painful. It was even more difficult than when I was alone in an orphanage as a child."
Zhou Yanjing's grip on her slowly loosened, and his voice was harsh: "Do you hate me so much?"
Lin Yuxi said: "I have hated you, but I have never disliked you."
Zhou Yanjing's eyebrows are deep and handsome, and when there is a smile at the end of his eyes, he has the air of a noble prince.
She looked at it quietly for a while.
"I just want to live my own life now, and it's best to stay away from you."
