Half a month later.
France, private sanatorium.
Mu Ning filled a basin of water and walked to the ward.
She put the basin on the bedside table, wrung out the towel, picked up Gu Zhiyin's hand, and wiped it slowly for him.
"The weather is nice today, but since you can't sit in a wheelchair yet, I can't push you out to bask in the sun."
Luther said that Gu Zhiyin's body was broken in eight places, just like his body was broken into pieces. He was covered with bandages and could not move at the moment.
Mu Ning even wiped him carefully and muttered, "Fortunately, you can see the sunset from this room, but it's a pity that you can't see it now..."
Gu Zhiyin's fingers hooked her palm.
Mu Ning paused and looked at the person on the hospital bed.
He opened his eyes, his cheeks were pale, his eyes were half-closed, and his pupils were unfocused.
Three days ago, Gu Zhiyin had woken up, but apart from being able to hear, he could not see or speak, and he could only move his fingers.
Luther said that this was a blessing among misfortunes. At least he was not brain-dead and became an unconscious living dead.
He is currently in a state of recovery. His body functions are getting better day by day, and his optic nerve and speech center are also slowly recovering.
"Did I wake you?"
His hand was as pale as bloodless and soft, and his fingertips drew a word on Mu Ning's palm.
"without."
"Are you not asleep?"
"Um."
"Do you feel uncomfortable lying down?"
He was silent for a long time, his pale fingers curled up.
Mu Ning looked at his white knuckles, twisted his heart, and said warmly, "I know it's uncomfortable for you to lie like this all day long. There's nothing you can do about it. It's so boring while you're recuperating. I'll hold on for a while longer and wait for you." When you feel better, I'll push you out to play, okay?"
Gu Zhiyin stretched his fingers and scratched the back of her hand.
Mu Ning leaned over and kissed him on the face, "This is your reward."
She saw the corners of his mouth curve slightly.
Mu Ning continued to wipe his body and unbuttoned his shirt, "I'm going to wipe your body. If it hurts, you can pull my hair."
Fortunately, her hair was long enough. She put a strand of her hair in Gu Zhiyin's hand and let him hold it.
Gu Zhiyin nodded slightly, responding to her.
Mu Ning wiped it very carefully, avoiding his injuries and not daring to be too harsh.
"You've lost weight. I saw your ribs. You must finish the rice tonight, or I won't sleep here."
His hair was suddenly pulled gently, and Mu Ning raised his eyes to look at him.
Gu Zhiyin frowned, pursed her thin lips, and showed dissatisfaction in her expression.
"You don't want me to leave? Then can you promise me to eat more?"
Gu Zhiyin hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Mu Ning hummed, lowered her head, and placed a kiss on his chest.
Gu Zhiyin's eyelashes trembled and she clutched her hair tightly.
Mu Ning was a little hurt by the tug, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
When Gu Zhiyin heard her gasp, his expression froze, and he immediately let go of his hand, turning his black pupils in a panic, trying to find her.
Mu Ning realized that his reaction was a bit big and frightened him. He couldn't see now and thought he had hurt her.
Mu Ning was heartbroken and reached out to touch his face, "It's okay, I don't feel any pain, and you didn't use much strength."
He shook his head, frowned, and pursed his thin lips tightly.
Mu Ning stretched out her hand to smooth his frown, and said softly, "Okay, don't be upset. It's my fault that I couldn't hold it back and wanted to make trouble for you."
"Who makes this body of yours still attractive to me?"
She muttered to herself, but Gu Zhiyin, who was lying on the hospital bed, turned his face away and looked to the side with gloomy eyes.
His face became even paler, and his fingers clenched the sheets tightly.
What's good about his body is that it's so dilapidated that he can't even turn over.
He knew that Mu Ning wanted to do something to him several times, but he held it back, so why not him? He wanted to hold her in his arms, kiss her, press her down and want her hard.
But he can't, he can't even feel his lower body...
Mu Ning didn't notice anything strange about him and continued to wipe his body.
After wiping, Mu Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Because she was too careful and nervous for fear of hurting Gu Zhiyin, her smooth forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.
Gu Zhiyin's body is almost broken now, and the bones have just been reattached. If he is not careful, his injury will hurt.
But Mu Ning knew that he would hold back, even if it hurt him a lot, he wouldn't show it.
"I'll get some water. You should rest for a while."
Gu Zhiyin closed his eyes, his face even grayer than before.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Ning opened the curtains, took off her shoes, hugged her knees and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the fiery sunset outside the window.
"Uncle Gu, the sunset outside the window is so beautiful, like salted egg yolk, and the surrounding fire clouds are like burning roses, turning half the sky red."
Mu Ning described it in a gentle voice while looking into the distance.
Gu Zhiyin was lying behind her, his pale face turned sideways, and his long black hair slightly covering his eyebrows.
His clear black pupils reflected the thousands of miles of sunset.
Although he couldn't see anything, his eyes were full of the sunset scene, which he had seen with Mu Ning.
A breeze came from the window, gently blowing the broken hair on his forehead.
He moved his hand slightly and touched Mu Ning's hand on the bed. He stretched out his fingers and hooked Mu Ning's wrist.
Mu Ning felt itching on his wrist and turned his head, "What's wrong?"
Gu Zhiyin searched for the voice, tried his best to focus his eyes on her face, and blinked at her.
Mu Ning realized that he had something to say, spread her palms, put his fingers up, and asked him to write to her.
Gu Zhiyin wrote slowly in her hand.
"Lie down."
Mu Ning hesitated for a while, then obediently lifted the quilt and lay down next to him.
Afraid of touching him, Mu Ning didn't dare to get too close to him.
Turns out he was bossing her around again.
"near-point."
Mu Ning leaned closer, her soft little body pressed against his arm.
Gu Zhiyin wrote on her hand again, "Hold me."
"Do you let me hold you, or do you let me hold you?"
"two."
"But I'm afraid of crushing you."
"obedient."
Seeing him frowning slightly, Mu Ning did not dare to disobey him, "Okay, you are the biggest now, I will listen to you."
Mu Ning lifted his arms to the pillow, but she didn't dare to rest her head on it. She slid down and rested her head on his armpit, letting his arms lie across her head and hug her.
Despite this, Mu Ning's toes didn't even touch his feet, just a little less.
Mu Ning held his hand on the pillow, "Will you be happy?"
Gu Zhiyin finally had a gentle smile on his face.
"Um."
Although he couldn't do anything, he could use his height to his advantage and let her cling to him like a little woman.
He would have a sense of satisfaction that he could still wrap her around.
Although he couldn't see anything, he could close his eyes and imagine the dusk she saw.
Feel the evening breeze with her, bringing with it the scent of lily of the valley.
They lay on the bed and looked at the sunset outside the window together.
The years are quiet.
