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"Can you see it?" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.
I shook my head, and my heart sank. Am I going to be blind?
Fortunately, the doctor told us in English that this was normal, that there would be a few more days of recovery before things would return to normal.
I was greatly relieved, and then I heard Sheng Yun sigh beside me.
The pain in his body had greatly lessened, and there were still a few superficial wounds that required a change of medicine. I lay down and saw Sheng Yun's tall figure swaying in front of me, but I couldn't see his appearance clearly.
I heard the nurse come in and say she was going to change my medicine, but Sheng Yun sent her off with a few words. Then he closed the door and came over to take off my clothes.
"What?" I tensed up.
"I'll change your medicine and take a look at your wounds." "No," he answered naturally, and pulled my clothes from my shoulders to my waist as neatly as if I were peeling lotus roots.
"Ah …" I cried out in alarm and tried to cover myself in panic, but it was already too late. "You're a bad guy!"
"I'm already an old couple, what's there to be shy about?" His tone was very natural, "It's already much better than before, but the bruises are not easy to heal, and the skin wounds are almost healed. I'll get them to give you the best medicine, and promise you it won't leave a scar. "
After saying that, he used a cotton swab to apply the ointment to a few areas on my body. The ointment was ice-cold, and every time it touched a spot, my body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
I always felt that this posture was very strange. I really wanted to pull up my clothes, but I couldn't do anything about it. He was smearing the medicine in a very serious manner, making me feel as if I was imagining things …
Finally, he finished applying the ointment. I thought I would just drop it at this point, but he suddenly said, "My pants are off too, and there are wounds on my legs."
"What?" "No!" I hastily waved my hand. "Let the nurse in. You don't need to wipe it for me."
Ignoring my awkwardness, he immediately took off my pants. His actions were still as domineering and fluent as ever.
"Change the medicine, change the medicine, I won't do anything else. Yet, you are so bashful. Could it be that you have some ulterior motives towards me? " I didn't think that he would actually start teasing me.
Before I could finish, he used a cotton swab to dig out some ointment to touch the inside of my thigh. In that instant, my entire body trembled. "Where are you going?"
"There's a wound here," he said in an extremely helpless tone, "Can you not be so shocked? You've already made me lose the mood to wipe my wounds, I just want to …"
"What are you thinking about?" For a moment I didn't understand, so I blurted out.
"You want to do this!?"
Just as my voice fell, I was pushed up against him. Before I could even react, he had already succeeded.
"Sheng Yun!" I'm still wounded! " I shouted in panic.
"I know, that's why I'm so gentle." "I've checked," he said softly in my ear, and his breathing quickened. "My wounds are almost healed, and I've consulted the doctor, and the doctor said you have to be careful."
"..."
Two hours later.
He squeezed in next to me, holding me in his arms, making little noises and sleeping soundly.
Because I've been lying down for so long these days, I'm not sleepy. I just close my eyes and rest.
He suddenly said something in his sleep. I was caught off guard and thought he was awake, so I called out to him softly. But he didn't respond.
"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun …" He seemed to be whispering a name all the time, and his hearing had sharpened because he had been blind these days, and though his voice was soft, I heard it.
Who was Xiaoyun?
I listened for a moment, and after a few shouts he turned sideways and hugged me. I felt a pang of doubt, but because of the warmth of his embrace, I soon fell asleep too.
He stayed with me in America for four or five days, during which time my eyesight gradually improved. On the morning of the fifth day, when I woke up, he was already awake, sitting on the sofa in front of the window, reading an original novel in English.
"Yun." I called softly.
He looked up at me at once, and I noticed that he was wearing a beige sweater and a dark cowboy hat. His face was thinner than it had been in the country, because he looked younger and brighter.
"You've lost weight." By the time I finished that sentence, I hadn't realized what had happened.
He put down his book and came over to me, holding my hand. "You can see it?"
"What?" I didn't realize it yet.
After staring blankly for two seconds, I finally reacted. Yes, I can see! I can see!
At that moment, I almost jumped up! I looked around and saw that I was in a very high-class private room, with white rice and yellow colors and English medical jargon all over the place!
"Can I see it?" I looked him straight in the eye and suddenly I was excited!
"En, it's fine now. I'll go call the doctor." I could see he was trying to get up and ring the bell.
I grabbed his hand. "Wait!"
"Wait for what?" He was at a loss.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his lips. He was stunned for a moment before he quickly became excited.
"Yun, you're so nice to me, I love you." I whispered in his ear.
When I finished, I felt his body tremble slightly. He took my face in his hands, took the initiative, and quickly took my lips.
I feel his commitment, his uncontrollable... But my heart felt as if it were in an empty valley, empty except for the echo.
I was deceiving him, deceiving his love, deceiving his love.
Because I know exactly what I'm going to face when I get back.
He probably doesn't know, does he? A prideful man like him had strength that others did not have, but also confidence that others did not have.
He would think I was really in love with him, moved by his good intentions, obsessed with him. Very well, I want him to.
"Actually, you liked me a long time ago, didn't you?" There was a trace of imperceptible pride in his calm voice.
"Mm, but don't be arrogant." "If you don't like me one day, I'll leave you the same."
"I don't believe you can leave me," he said, his eyes full of confidence, his kiss falling on everything in my body. "Xu Shubei, I said I wanted you to fall for me, you can't escape from me."
"What about you? When did you like me? " I took the initiative to flip over and sat on his body.
"Who said I like you?" He raised his eyebrows, his face still showing his unparalleled pride.
"It's fine. I love you." I bent over him, nibbled at his ear, and said another unkind word.
Once again, I felt his body tremble slightly. Immediately afterwards, he sent all of his energy into my body …
So it wasn't as hard as I thought. The difficulty was that he was not tempted.
Three days later, we left the United States together and flew back to China.
I was wearing the clothes he had bought for me, and I was wearing a watch and dark glasses. I hooked his hand and we walked through the VIP aisle and into first class.
He could feel that Sheng Yun was very generous to women who had feelings for him.
When we went shopping, he casually bought me clothes and spent about a million yuan. However, I know that for him, this is but a drop in the bucket.
He did this to make the woman beside him more worthy of him. This was the only thought I could think of to slightly ease the guilt in my heart.
It was cold in the country, and the weather was cold in the spring. As I got off the plane, he draped his coat over me and I felt a warm sensation.
I didn't expect that at the exit, we would be greeted by a flood of media.
"Director Sheng, may I ask if you and Miss Xu have confirmed their relationship?"
"Director Sheng, may I ask how Miss Xu is able to attract you?"
"Miss Xu, are you sincere towards Director Sheng? When did you start dating? "
"..."
I was caught off guard by a bunch of random questions. I thought our trip to the United States was a secret, but I didn't expect Sheng Yun to inform the media.
What did he want? Did he have to be so high-profile? Was he serious? Why didn't he tell me before he returned?... A series of questions churned in his mind.
I was born in public relations, and although things happened suddenly, I quickly understood how to deal with them. Looking at Sheng Yun's smiling face, I knew that all of this was his acquiescence. He intended to do so.
Thus, I openly hooked my arm with his. No matter how the media asked, as long as he didn't say anything, I always responded to the media with a simple and generous smile.
Surrounded by a crowd of media outlets, we finally walked to the car. Sheng Yun openly picked me up in front of a large group of media outlets and carefully placed me on the car's seat.
At that moment, countless flashing lights crackled beside my ears. As for me, my mind was blank.
"The weather is cold, let's go back first. "I will arrange a press conference to explain in detail my relationship with Miss Xu." Sheng Yun faced the camera and gave the media a final promise.
"What?!" Even going so far as to hold a special press conference?! What did Sheng Yun want to do?
He turned around and got into the car. The car door immediately closed and I looked at him with my mouth agape: "Yun, you..." What is this? "