Ji Lingkong listened to her stubborn voice, feeling a bit annoyed at how troubleso she was, but seeing her pale little face and her body faintly trembling under the quilt, his heart softened, understanding that her stubbornness was just born from fear.
Just a mont ago, he was thinking, this girl really doesn’t have a care in the world. After waking up, it’s as if she forgot about the pain after the scar had healed, completely forgetting what happened yesterday and that she was trembling with fear.
It turns out that she only puts up a carefree facade; deep down inside, she’s still full of unease and fear.
Ji Lingkong thought for a mont, pressed a button, and soone brought in a dical kit left by the doctor.
"What are you doing? Didn’t you say you need to wash it clean before applying dicine? I said I’m going to take a shower." Jun Yiyi bit her lip. She could be weak and obedient, but in this matter, she was very insistent.
Ji Lingkong opened the box with swift movents: "I’m applying waterproof dicine to your wound. You’ve lost a large layer of skin from your hand. It will be very painful if it gets wet."
Thinking about last night, watching the doctor carefully apply dicine on her snow-white, flaw-free arms, where such a large piece of skin had been scraped away to reveal a bloody wound, his heart twisted into a knot, feeling pained.
This girl is really stubborn, if he had co later, she might have rubbed her hands to the bone.
She usually seems like soone afraid of death, but when pushed to the extre, she shows a crazier determination than anyone else.
It sowhat shook him.
"No." Jun Yiyi refused his good intentions.
"Wounds that get wet hurt a lot, be good."
"I said no, don’t you get annoying!"
Ji Lingkong’s handso eyebrows that slant into his temples furrowed into a frown; he had been enduring all her little tantrums, but now he was starting to get angry: "Don’t be willful."
"Why do you care, I’m not afraid of pain myself, why do you have to ddle." Jun Yiyi had a bad temper too.
A stab hit Ji Lingkong in the chest. That ’ddle’ sohow made his chest feel very uncomfortable, flas of anger rising in his heart. He pushed her aside and crossed his arms, coldly looking at her:
"Since you’re so willful, go ahead and let the wound touch water. Experience the pain like being burned by fire. When the ti cos, don’t regret it."
Never had he seen such a temperantal girl, so willful it’s infuriating.
Who does she think she is? He saved her, and yet she doesn’t know to be grateful but instead throws a tantrum at him.
He is also a young master with pride. They’ve only known each other for a few days, she’s a stranger with nothing to do with him. Saving her was just a mont of compassion, but if she doesn’t appreciate it, why should he be so good to her or tolerate her tantrums.
Jun Yiyi was thrown at the bedside. She held her painful wound, lowering her little head, and no one could see her expression.
"Ha, no pain will be worse than yesterday!" Her hoarse voice sounded nonchalant, but it was as light as mist blown away by the wind, so faint it tugged at the heartstrings.
With that, she pulled off the quilt, bowed her head, and walked into the bathroom, closing the door.
...
She ran the water and took off her clothes, looking at her body covered in shocking scars in the mirror. Rembering those disgusting scenes, her hands involuntarily wrapped tightly around her shoulders, trembling uncontrollably.
She sat in the water, and indeed, when the hot water hit her skin, it burned painfully, but she gritted her teeth, pouring the water over her body again and again, scrubbing her entire body harshly repeatedly.
Since she went into the bathroom, Ji Lingkong walked out of the room with a cold face, disinclined to bother with this ungrateful girl.
She’s suffered so much but remains stubborn, entirely unlearned from her past pain, so let her be.
Reviews
All reviews (0)