Song Jingmian lowered her head and looked with interest at the man in front of her who was carefully applying the medicine to her.
"Does it hurt?" He blew on her wound twice and raised his eyes to ask her.
She seemed to see her curved eyebrows in his eyes.
"It doesn't hurt." Song Jingmian said, and then he talked to himself, "I bumped into it a lot when I was young, so I'm used to it anyway."
This is true. She was in the orphanage at that time, talkative and dull. There were few people to play with, and sometimes she was often bullied.
However, although she has a dull temper, she never takes the initiative to conflict with others. If someone bullies her, she will bully her directly.
There were many fights in the orphanage.
Until the end, no one dared to mess with her.
So these little scratches are really nothing to her.
But unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the man in front of her stopped what he was doing and gently touched her wound.
His deep eyes showed a touch of distress, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Mianmian..."
"In my case, you can tell it hurts."
Hearing this, Song Jingmian's eyes turned red inexplicably.
No one had ever said this to her.
The sourness in her heart kept overflowing into her heart like bubbles. She held back her tears and pretended to be relaxed, "Oh... okay."
She knew that he was distressed about her past experiences, and now for Song Jingmian, the memory was blurred.
And God gave her a chance to do it again, and she was already very grateful.
After applying the medicine, the man suddenly grabbed her slender waist and pressed her into his arms.
His voice was terribly hoarse, and he buried his head in her neck: "Mianmian... I'm not cold to you, please don't leave me, okay."
Song Jingmian's heart skipped a beat.
He spoke in a hoarse voice: "I just don't want to scare you. I have been restraining my feelings for you these past few days. I know I am very sick. I am afraid that I will hurt you again because of something like this... I……"
I don't know why, but the man who had always been calm and self-possessed was in a panic at the moment, and the hand on her waist was shaking unconsciously.
"I don't want you to hurt yourself again because of me. I know it's all my fault, and I shouldn't force you..."
"But I really really..."
——I can’t live without you, because I found you with great difficulty.
He said, but did not hear her response, and his heart gradually became cold.
Then, Song Jingmian broke away from his arms, and he suddenly panicked, but he didn't stop her.
Just when he thought she was leaving, the woman in his arms suddenly stretched out her hand and put it on his chest.
"Bo Jingci."
"You don't need to suppress your feelings for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Jingci paused slightly and looked at her in disbelief.
"Don't believe it?" Song Jingmian raised his eyebrows, stared at her for a moment, and said firmly.
"Then let me say it again-"
"I said, Bo Jingci doesn't need to suppress his feelings for Song Jingmian."
She suddenly smiled, which warmed people's hearts like the sunshine in winter.
"Because she is also trying to accept your different kind of love."
"At the same time, she's trying to love you."
She was still smiling, but the man in front of her had red eyes, and his former cold and aloof look no longer existed.
The next second, she was held tightly in his arms, unable to move.
"Mianmian..."
She nestled in his arms and smiled softly: "Yes, I'm here."
One room for storage.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Jingmian felt like she couldn't breathe before she broke away from his embrace.
"Oops!!" Song Jingmian exclaimed and quickly leaned over to look at the lunch box, "You haven't eaten yet..."
She reached out and touched the outside of the lunch box, and said with some regret: "It seems to be cold."
"It's okay, you can eat."
Only then did he realize that in the rice she brought, the ketchup she took had a heart smiley face drawn on it.
He was a little stunned: "Is this...did you do it?"
"of course!"
She smiled brightly: "My craftsmanship is very good. Someone is blessed. Some people can't even eat it."
I have never seen her look so weird before. Oh no, it should be said that she rarely looks like this in front of him. .
His heart moved slightly, suppressing the manic joy: "I will eat it now."
Bo Jingci didn't like to talk while eating, and Song Jingmian didn't want to disturb him while eating. The rest room became much quieter in an instant.
Not long after, Bo Jingci put down his bowl and chopsticks, and Song Jingmian propped up his chin and looked at him with a smile.
"How's it going? Do you still want to eat?"
He chuckled softly, and unexpectedly moved to her mouth, giving her a gentle peck.
"Very tasty."
he said with a smile.
Song Jingmian: "...!"
Is this rice or something he is talking about?
Then, regardless of her surprised reaction, he continued to peck her lightly.
He held her hand and said, "Can you tell me now why your hands and feet were injured?"
Song Jingmian didn't want to hide it from him. Seeing how persistent he was, she briefly explained what happened just now.
After hearing this, the man's beautiful eyebrows were raised tightly: "Children are just annoying."
Song Jingmian found it funny: "They didn't mean it."
"What, don't you like children?"
"Disgusting." Bo Jingci said without hesitation.
Song Jingmian frowned: "How cute the child is."
"Troublemaker," he added.
Song Jingmian: "..."
"Next time you come to me, don't come here by yourself. I'll ask the driver to take you here." He warned carefully.
Not wanting to dwell too much on this issue, he turned to look at her injury again.
"How's it going? Does it still hurt now?"
In fact, it didn't hurt at all, and it really wasn't serious. He just kept making a fuss about it.
"It hurts." She looked at him pitifully.
"It hurts."
The corners of Bo Jingci's lips raised: "I'll blow it for you."
——
She had nothing to do when she went back in the evening, so she just stayed here with him and cultivated some feelings with him.
Suddenly she realized that she had lost a lot in her previous life.
In the beginning, he was really possessive, and when she had no choice, she harmed herself again and again. In the end, he slowly compromised and finally suppressed his terrifying desire to control.
If she thinks about it again, maybe her attitude could be softer at the beginning, and relying on his bottomless pampering of her, things will definitely go in a different direction.
The so-called gentle treatment.
She probably knew something about his life experience, and she also knew that what happened to him made him become the vicious and cruel person he is now.
With another life, she could slowly get him on the right track.
.
She was so bored that when Bo Jing was quitting his job, she randomly found a book in his lounge.
Maybe he was too busy. He never came back after going out to work. She was a little bored alone, and her eyes were sleepy after looking at it for so long.
Finally, I became confused and didn't know when I fell asleep.
This was what Bo Jingci saw when he came back.
As evening approached, the sunset lazily shone on her body. There was a book standing in front of her, completely blocking her face.
When he got closer, he found that she was already asleep.
He unconsciously touched the top of her hair and raised the corners of his mouth.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Mianmian, you will only be mine after all.
