This is a sunny room. The bay windows that are also covered with gauze curtains should add a bit of warmth to the room, but they become more rigid and pay more attention to practicality.
The first thing she saw was the iron-gray two-seater lazy sofa placed on the ground. The sofa faced the left, facing the TV cabinet three meters away and a large LCD TV placed on top. Then behind the lazy sofa, a row of half-person-high cabinets less than one meter away.
Another function of it is a space partition, and on the right is a single bed against the wall and the window.
The bookshelves are used as partitions in the direction of the foot of the bed, and the top is filled with books. Near the other side of the bookshelves is a computer desk full of books. Two LCD monitors are placed side by side, a laptop placed on the side, and a swivel chair placed under the computer desk.
Finally, there are two doors with the same design style closed on the right
The boy directly carried Yang Youyou into the innermost part of the room and sat on the bed. Then he turned around and walked around the bookshelf to the back of the computer desk. He opened the right door and walked in. Soon the sound of running water on the faucet being opened was heard inside.
Yang Youyou stood up again uncomfortable after the boy left
There are not many decorations in this room. Except for the computer desk, there is little room for life in other places.
She noticed that most of the books on the bookshelf were related to computers, and only put some teaching textbooks in the corners of junior and senior high school.
He is in school
After a while, the boy walked out of the bathroom with a towel and a basin of water. When he saw her standing in front of the bookshelf, he didn't say much. He silently put down the things in his hand and walked to the cloakroom to pick up a small medicine box.
When he came out, Yang Youyou had already sat on the floor automatically
She crossed her legs and flipped her feet and carefully observed the wound. The part from the soles of her feet to her toes was so bloody that it was unbearable to see. A piece of green broken beer bottle glass as big as a thumb cover was half lost in the heart of her feet. It was quite deep. At least the naked eye looked like the hole was one centimeter long.
She couldn't help but frown, took the towel and put it under her feet, then pinched the broken glass with her bare hands and gritted her teeth and pulled it out. The blood was gone and immediately poured out, and soon a large piece of white towel dyed red.
Zhan Ying saw that she was bleeding and frowned tighter than her. He walked over quickly and hurriedly opened the medicine box in his hand and took out the iodine cotton balls and other things. Yang Youyou went to his hand to take it, but he hid it away.
I'll do it myself. Yang Youyou doesn't think there is anything wrong with her actions. Moreover, if you can't control the damage, it will be bad if you can't do it cleanly.
The boy looked into her eyes and looked at her wound again, and his heart tightened at that moment.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally he had to choose to put everything in front of her
Originally, he didn't think there was anything scary about bleeding from the wound, but once this situation fell on Yang Youyou, he suddenly became inexplicably scared. Not only did he not dare to touch him, but he just looked at him, and his hands and feet felt a sense of numbness and stiffness.
...Be gentle... The boy held his palms and said nervously, and saw that she was holding a cotton swab and rubbing the dirt out one after another, and then carefully held her breath to treat the wound. He also held his breath
Let's go to the hospital. The boy felt very uncomfortable because he could tell how much pain she felt at first glance.
The first time I saw him showing such an expression, Yang Youyou's spirit of being secretly tense was a little loosened.
It's too troublesome to go back and forth, and the injury is not serious
She was actually quite scared, but there were two kinds of people in this world. One would amplify the pain in front of others, while the other would be very calm and composed. Yang Youyou belongs to the latter.
She seemed to be calmly treated with the skin of the soles of her feet and then pressed the edge of the wound to squeeze out more blood, because she really didn't have the courage to use a cotton swab to dip iodine into it and sterilize it. She could only use the ancient self-cleaning method to squeeze blood and squeeze the dirt.
Sorry, if I didn't chase you, I didn't scare you
If you really feel sorry, why don't you tell me what you have been doing in the past few years? Yang Youyou interrupted the boy's voice, then took a cotton ball and dipped it in iodine and pressed it on the wound.
She knew it would hurt, but she still underestimated the extent of the pain. She paid a heavy price for her stupidity!
The disinfectant liquid entered the wound and instantly hurt so much that Yang Youyou took a deep breath and was in a bad state.
She gritted her teeth and endured the pain. She scolded herself in her heart for death while tensing her body and trembling and groaning. She didn't want to do this, but it hurts too much. She pressed her wound and refused to let go, and she would be tortured by the pain.
The boy looked at her pale face and her eyes that were about to cry. He should have felt sorry for her, but for some reason, listening to her suppressed voice and panting, he slowly felt hot on his back and sweated on his nose.
Yang Youyou is really about to cry. She is just blamed for being used to being strong, so she has suffered such a crime, who does not know how to deal with wounds.
The boy looked at her eyes that seemed to be filled with starlight, as if she wanted to hide something first, and then quickly lowered her eyelids. He didn't do anything special, just studied...
Well... After gritting your teeth and enduring the most painful stage, Yang Youyou finally had the energy to continue talking to the boy. She sniffed and muttered with a slight crying voice, "I saw your bookshelf have textbooks on you. Are you studying in school now?"
She actually likes such a plain and easy way of communication, which makes it easier for her to understand and to calm her mind.
No, it was the tutor who taught Gu Shixun before, and they are now responsible for teaching me
The boy raised his eyes and looked at the woman opposite him. When she looked over, he immediately avoided his sight again. His slightly trembling breath was hidden as he tried his best.
Yang Youyou nodded without feeling anything strange. According to the original plan, she roughly cleaned the wound and then stopped the bleeding and bandaged it.
She didn't have the gauge and tried to make the wound with iodine. She changed two clean cotton balls to press the bleeding wound again, then took out a gauze and tied it to her feet, and asked casually, "Have you got your legal identity now?" She had been a black householder before.
Get it
Gu Shixun helped you?
kindness
The name...is Zhanying?
When the boy heard her name, somehow his heart suddenly trembled, as if all the blood suddenly rushed to the top of his head and was poured down from the top of his head.
...That was your first time calling me
Yang Youyou didn't feel comfortable focusing on bandaging. She really didn't expect the verification process to be so simple that she was not ready to accept it.
Gu Shixun's existence is obviously more crucial than her existence, so important that she feels that the person who should be persistent in Zhan Ying should not be her.
If you think about it again, maybe without her, would the one who appeared to help him be Gu Shixun?
At least, she thought that this process was the most reasonable explanation
But something is wrong? There are too many memories in her mind, and a lot of independent or non-autonomous deletion has been made, which makes many things she has blurred so much that she can't remember them at all.
The first thing she saw was the iron-gray two-seater lazy sofa placed on the ground. The sofa faced the left, facing the TV cabinet three meters away and a large LCD TV placed on top. Then behind the lazy sofa, a row of half-person-high cabinets less than one meter away.
Another function of it is a space partition, and on the right is a single bed against the wall and the window.
The bookshelves are used as partitions in the direction of the foot of the bed, and the top is filled with books. Near the other side of the bookshelves is a computer desk full of books. Two LCD monitors are placed side by side, a laptop placed on the side, and a swivel chair placed under the computer desk.
Finally, there are two doors with the same design style closed on the right
The boy directly carried Yang Youyou into the innermost part of the room and sat on the bed. Then he turned around and walked around the bookshelf to the back of the computer desk. He opened the right door and walked in. Soon the sound of running water on the faucet being opened was heard inside.
Yang Youyou stood up again uncomfortable after the boy left
There are not many decorations in this room. Except for the computer desk, there is little room for life in other places.
She noticed that most of the books on the bookshelf were related to computers, and only put some teaching textbooks in the corners of junior and senior high school.
He is in school
After a while, the boy walked out of the bathroom with a towel and a basin of water. When he saw her standing in front of the bookshelf, he didn't say much. He silently put down the things in his hand and walked to the cloakroom to pick up a small medicine box.
When he came out, Yang Youyou had already sat on the floor automatically
She crossed her legs and flipped her feet and carefully observed the wound. The part from the soles of her feet to her toes was so bloody that it was unbearable to see. A piece of green broken beer bottle glass as big as a thumb cover was half lost in the heart of her feet. It was quite deep. At least the naked eye looked like the hole was one centimeter long.
She couldn't help but frown, took the towel and put it under her feet, then pinched the broken glass with her bare hands and gritted her teeth and pulled it out. The blood was gone and immediately poured out, and soon a large piece of white towel dyed red.
Zhan Ying saw that she was bleeding and frowned tighter than her. He walked over quickly and hurriedly opened the medicine box in his hand and took out the iodine cotton balls and other things. Yang Youyou went to his hand to take it, but he hid it away.
I'll do it myself. Yang Youyou doesn't think there is anything wrong with her actions. Moreover, if you can't control the damage, it will be bad if you can't do it cleanly.
The boy looked into her eyes and looked at her wound again, and his heart tightened at that moment.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally he had to choose to put everything in front of her
Originally, he didn't think there was anything scary about bleeding from the wound, but once this situation fell on Yang Youyou, he suddenly became inexplicably scared. Not only did he not dare to touch him, but he just looked at him, and his hands and feet felt a sense of numbness and stiffness.
...Be gentle... The boy held his palms and said nervously, and saw that she was holding a cotton swab and rubbing the dirt out one after another, and then carefully held her breath to treat the wound. He also held his breath
Let's go to the hospital. The boy felt very uncomfortable because he could tell how much pain she felt at first glance.
The first time I saw him showing such an expression, Yang Youyou's spirit of being secretly tense was a little loosened.
It's too troublesome to go back and forth, and the injury is not serious
She was actually quite scared, but there were two kinds of people in this world. One would amplify the pain in front of others, while the other would be very calm and composed. Yang Youyou belongs to the latter.
She seemed to be calmly treated with the skin of the soles of her feet and then pressed the edge of the wound to squeeze out more blood, because she really didn't have the courage to use a cotton swab to dip iodine into it and sterilize it. She could only use the ancient self-cleaning method to squeeze blood and squeeze the dirt.
Sorry, if I didn't chase you, I didn't scare you
If you really feel sorry, why don't you tell me what you have been doing in the past few years? Yang Youyou interrupted the boy's voice, then took a cotton ball and dipped it in iodine and pressed it on the wound.
She knew it would hurt, but she still underestimated the extent of the pain. She paid a heavy price for her stupidity!
The disinfectant liquid entered the wound and instantly hurt so much that Yang Youyou took a deep breath and was in a bad state.
She gritted her teeth and endured the pain. She scolded herself in her heart for death while tensing her body and trembling and groaning. She didn't want to do this, but it hurts too much. She pressed her wound and refused to let go, and she would be tortured by the pain.
The boy looked at her pale face and her eyes that were about to cry. He should have felt sorry for her, but for some reason, listening to her suppressed voice and panting, he slowly felt hot on his back and sweated on his nose.
Yang Youyou is really about to cry. She is just blamed for being used to being strong, so she has suffered such a crime, who does not know how to deal with wounds.
The boy looked at her eyes that seemed to be filled with starlight, as if she wanted to hide something first, and then quickly lowered her eyelids. He didn't do anything special, just studied...
Well... After gritting your teeth and enduring the most painful stage, Yang Youyou finally had the energy to continue talking to the boy. She sniffed and muttered with a slight crying voice, "I saw your bookshelf have textbooks on you. Are you studying in school now?"
She actually likes such a plain and easy way of communication, which makes it easier for her to understand and to calm her mind.
No, it was the tutor who taught Gu Shixun before, and they are now responsible for teaching me
The boy raised his eyes and looked at the woman opposite him. When she looked over, he immediately avoided his sight again. His slightly trembling breath was hidden as he tried his best.
Yang Youyou nodded without feeling anything strange. According to the original plan, she roughly cleaned the wound and then stopped the bleeding and bandaged it.
She didn't have the gauge and tried to make the wound with iodine. She changed two clean cotton balls to press the bleeding wound again, then took out a gauze and tied it to her feet, and asked casually, "Have you got your legal identity now?" She had been a black householder before.
Get it
Gu Shixun helped you?
kindness
The name...is Zhanying?
When the boy heard her name, somehow his heart suddenly trembled, as if all the blood suddenly rushed to the top of his head and was poured down from the top of his head.
...That was your first time calling me
Yang Youyou didn't feel comfortable focusing on bandaging. She really didn't expect the verification process to be so simple that she was not ready to accept it.
Gu Shixun's existence is obviously more crucial than her existence, so important that she feels that the person who should be persistent in Zhan Ying should not be her.
If you think about it again, maybe without her, would the one who appeared to help him be Gu Shixun?
At least, she thought that this process was the most reasonable explanation
But something is wrong? There are too many memories in her mind, and a lot of independent or non-autonomous deletion has been made, which makes many things she has blurred so much that she can't remember them at all.
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