Under the dim yellow light, lornan's face showed a trace of bloodless pallor.
She vomited out the water and the contraceptive, and there was nothing in her stomach, but she still felt sick.
Physiological tears blurred her vision, and she had no strength to get up on the bathroom tiles.
Heart was scalded place, hindsight of the burning pain up, there is something like the same with the flesh burning, she lay down on the ground, and finally can't help crying out.
She cried is also no voice, only tears continue to drip down the eyes to the ground, is not aggrieved, nor feel sad, just the position of the heart hurt her not.
Fu Tingyuan came to pick up the man from the ground and saw the tears flowing down her face. She cried silently, only tears.
Things are totally different from what he imagined. He could not describe this feeling. He lost control of his feelings. Even if he covered her body with his own traces, he could not eliminate the emotion of heart boiling.
He made a miscalculation.
For the first time in my life.
He did not yet know what price would be paid for this blunder.
He didn't even think he would regret it.
However, after the return of Luonan at the beginning of his life, all kinds of good budget were completed, completed, collapsed and collapsed.
……
Fu Tingyuan put the man on the bed and went out to find a tube of scald cream from his study. When he came back, he saw that Luonan stood up tremblingly and went to the dressing table to get the medicine. Then he drank a mouthful and swallowed it hard. Once again, an intolerable expression appeared on her face. She covered her mouth and stood with her head down to endure the bouts of vomit.
You can't have children.
It was the only thing she could choose in her absurd life.
She would never let it happen.
She stood motionless in front of the dressing table for a long time, then slowly released her hand covering her mouth and gently took a breath. Then she saw Fu Tingyuan come over, took her arm and let her sit on the bed.
The man slightly opened her collar and squeezed out the ointment to apply to her wound. Lornan raised his hand to block him. "I'll do it myself."
“……” Fu Tingyuan pauses for a moment, does not speak, just daub the plaster on the wound in her heart.
That piece of skin has been burnt black, because of the water immersion, the wound is full of tissue fluid, looks like a ulcerative scar.
Luonan first saw that he insisted on painting herself, and she did not refuse again. When he painted it again, she turned over and went to bed. Fu Tingyuan held her. Luonan raised her head and looked at him and asked, "what's the matter?"
The light of morning dew.
A little light and shadow had already appeared in the room.
The man looked gloomy in the dim light.
Ronan felt a little funny at first.
She didn't know what reason he was angry with.
Although he does seem to be angry.
"What's the matter with the wound?"
Luo Nan initially took his wrist back from his palm, and her expression of Fu Tingyuan's expression showed a bit of fun, and she gave a casual smile: "nothing. He may have thought of me as an ashtray
She lowered her head and slowly sorted out the lapels of her body for a while, and said faintly, "such things as me are only suitable for your brothers to play casually, which is not worth cherishing." She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "Isn't it?"