Eternal Burning

no feeling. I returned the jacket to him and stuffed it directly into his arms. When I was about to withdraw my hand, he grabbed it.

When the coat fell to the ground, he glanced at my palm and said, My hand is bleeding too.

I wonder if he really has night vision, with such sharp eyes.

It's okay... I pulled my hand back and said, I don't want to look at it, go back.

After what happened just now, I think there are very few people who can have the leisure to watch the stars with him.

No matter how you go, the wheelchair turns around. I looked back in confusion, and saw Shang Muxiao picking up the clothes on the ground and shaking, while the other hand firmly held the handle of my wheelchair and wouldn't let me go.

In an instant, I was like a cat that was strangled by the back of my neck, and I could only let him handle it.

What are you gān? I lowered my voice, trying not to seem so overwhelmed.

Shang Muxiao threw his coat to me again.

Who said we were going back today?

In the wilderness, with his words and deeds, the beginnings of several classic suspense films have already appeared in my mind.

Isn't he trying to push me off the mountain...

I put his jacket over his leg with my uninjured hand, and wondered if I should ask him where we were going.

He pushed me along the dark mountain road for a while, suddenly turned a corner and entered a deep path.

There are trees on both sides, and the trees are in pieces, except for a little starlight above the head, it is almost impossible to reach out.

where are we going? Tightening the jacket on my knees, I finally couldn't help but ask.

Yin Nuo took me here once before, and it's right in front... Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a faint light appeared in front of him, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a paper lantern hanging only by the courtyard gate.

To the left of the lantern is a wooden sign with the name of the courtyard - Liushui Renjia.

Below is a piece of tattered paper, with the words big cherry picking, fresh crystal cherries, no sweetness and no money written with a brush.

Chapter 10 Invisible, sticky, and sinister

It's here, the food is delicious and the chuáng is very comfortable. Speaking, Shang Muxiao pressed the doorbell.

By this point I had guessed that he was going to spend the night at a farmhouse, but it still felt absurd.

I didn't say I was going to live here. I never knew I was going to live here.

Shang Muxiao didn't care: No, you always have to clean the wound, right? Drive back two hours like this, and by the time you reach Qingwan, your blood will be shed.

Just listening to what he said, people who didn't know thought I had hurt an aorta.

This little wound will not bleed away the blood...

He suddenly laughed and interrupted me: Has anyone ever said that you are too serious?

Have. And when they say that, they're usually trying to shut me up.

I fell silent and said no more.

Who is it so late... The old man in the blue shirt came over to open the door. When he saw Shang Muxiao, he was stunned, and when he saw me again, he was even more surprised. Did this... fall? His question was obvious. Not enough self-confidence.

I had called to reserve a room before. Shang Muxiao didn't answer. He pushed me into the small courtyard. Please help me check in quickly, we are all tired.

The small courtyard is an authentic Chinese farmyard. There are several round tables in the lobby and an L-shaped counter at the door.

The old man closed the courtyard door and walked slowly into the house.

It was you, I thought you weren't coming. He turned into the counter, tapped the key from underneath, and walked straight to the third room on the right.

Shang Muxiao pushed me all the way to the room, and when I saw two chuángs in the door, I secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Wait, I'm going to ask the boss for something. Shang Muxiao put me down and went out again, and came back after about five minutes with a first aid kit in his hand.

He opened the box and took out cotton swabs and hydrogen peroxide to clean the wound for me.

I'll do it myself... I went to grab his cotton swab, but he avoided it and didn't say a word, but he had already shown with his actions - this is not something I can decide.

I was really tired, not only physically but also mentally. Shang Muxiao is really good, even looking at a star can make me exhausted.

I smiled at him and made a please please gesture, giving up my autonomy over my wounds.

When I fell, my parents would only let me endure it, and only my sister would treat my wounds. But she's a bit clumsy and always makes me sore, and when I get older I learn to deal with my wounds by myself. His movements were very gentle, hardly made me feel too much pain, and he was really skilled.

You love your sister very much.

Shang Muxiao's hand froze, the cotton swab didn't control the strength, poked into the meat, causing sharp pain

. I subconsciously wanted to withdraw my hand, but Shang Muxiao grabbed my wrist even harder and pulled it back in front of me.

This time, he moved more carefully. Wherever the cotton swab passed, he would feel a cool breath.

Because she is my only gem. He lowered his face, and I could only faintly see that he seemed to curl his lips. I am not as rich as the professor, and have so many gems. I only have one, and of course I will cherish it.