Chapter 122

He was hurt to protect her... Now she's intact, but his hands are covered with scars.

Her tears fell on Luo Yichen's wound drop by drop, diluting the viscous blood and the pain of his wound.

He suddenly felt that being hurt was also a very happy thing, because he could see that she was worried and sad for herself, and he could feel that she cared about him

"Idiot, stop crying. Just go back and apply some potion for this little injury." He patted her on the back and whispered to her,

Looking at the smile barely propped up at the corners of his mouth, Su Rourou's tears couldn't stop. She burst into tears and wet Luo Yichen's T-shirt chest.

While crying, she tore off the bottom of her skirt and wound it around Luo Yichen's injured hand

Looking at her focused appearance, Luo Yichen's smile gradually bloomed, brighter than the flowers in full bloom in the valley.

There was silence in the valley, as if time had stood still, only the whistling wind.

He just lay in the green waves, stared at her and listened to the wind quietly.

There seems to be a heartbeat in the wind

I don't know how long it took, Luo Yichen's cell phone rang. Cell phone ringtones echoed in the open valley

It was Li Tianwei. They couldn't wait for them to come back for a long time. They were worried about what happened to them.

"Let's go! Let's hurry back. Everyone is worried about us." Luo Yichen sat up and stretched out his hand to Su rou.

Su Rourou looked at the big hands wrapped in pink ribbons in front of her and slowly stretched out her hands

Feeling the softness of her palm, Luo Yichen shook it hard and firmly grasped her hand.

A gust of wind blew, and a huge green wave rose under his feet. And his heart at the moment is surging like this huge wave.

Su Rourou lowered her eyes. For the first time in her life, she dared not look at Luo Yichen's eyes. Those eyes are like black holes in the universe, which can firmly attract everything.

Luo Yichen's lips bent and took her hand and walked up the steep grass slope step by step.

The sun lengthened their figures, and the hands that held them tightly connected their figures together.

Su Rourou slowly followed his steps and suddenly thought of a very old song

"No one can hide from the wind and rain,

You don't have to go without ups and downs,

So feel free to hold your hand,

Don't think about whether you should look back.

……”

Yes, holding Luo Yichen's hand made her feel at ease, because they had gone through a long childhood together

Near the top of the slope, it was almost noon, and the sun was burning the earth.

When the glare of the sun shone on her, Su Rourou's brain gradually woke up. She shook her head vigorously. God, she must have broken her brain? Or is it because the scene just now is too romantic, which makes her fall in love with Luo Yichen again?

Luo Yichen has gently released her hand and squatted down to her again: "come up, I'll carry you!"

Su Rourou's eyes fell on the gauze in the palm of his hand and shook his head: "it's all right, I can go. You... Are injured. With a little force, the wound will crack again."

"I'm fine. Come up quickly!" Luo Yichen insisted.

"No!" Su Rourou is more persistent.

Luo Yichen slightly turned his head and raised his eyebrows at her, with ambiguous emotions in his eyes: "give you two choices, one is to let me carry you, the other is to let me... Hold you..."

Su Rourou's body trembled slightly and climbed up his wide back very numbly.

Luo Yichen chuckled, then slowly stood up and walked back to the stream.