It's over! I'm surrounded by my yandere ex-girlfriend in a dating show

The accident happened too suddenly. When other guests learned that the two had fallen into the water, they all ran to visit and comfort them.

Qiao Sisi and Chu Xinran's room was crowded with people. Fang Zhou had no chance to go in and take a look, so he simply prepared to wait until lunch was over before going in to see them.

However, Chu Xinran did not come out of her room until lunch was over.

Someone asked worriedly: "Xinran is not scared to have a psychological shadow? She doesn't even want to eat."

"It's possible. After all, it's normal to be in a bad mood after escaping death."

Fang Zhou moved his ears and subconsciously looked up at Qiao Sisi. He found that she had finished eating and was ready to go out for a walk.

She was in a good mood, and it was not obvious that she was affected by the drowning incident.

That's right, a woman who had the energy to pull him into the sea would not be so fragile.

When Fang Zhou thought about almost drowning in the sea in the morning, his mood became a little dark.

Was Qiao Sisi teasing him on purpose? In that situation, he just wanted to save people or break free, and he had no time to think.

But now he was out of the matter and had no way to judge.

Qiao Sisi didn't know how to swim before, and probably learned to swim because of the roles she took in recent years.

Then why didn't she swim up immediately? Did she think it was fun? Fang Zhou couldn't understand Qiao Sisi's brain circuit, so he could only suppress his doubts and ask again when he found a chance next time.

On the contrary, Chu Xinran didn't look good when she left the beach in the morning.

He decided to go see her.

As for Qiao Sisi, forget it. This woman is very good, and there is no problem at first glance.

After lunch, Fang Zhou volunteered to help Chu Xinran get a meal and sent it up on a tray.

"Knock knock." "Knock knock."

After knocking several times in a row, Chu Xinran did not open the door. Fang Zhou could not help but feel a little puzzled and could only call her.

"Xinran, it's time to eat. I got you food."

After saying this, there was a sound of something falling in the room, and Chu Xinran's answer was also a little flustered.

"Put it at the door, I'll eat it later!"

Fang Zhou felt very strange, her behavior was really abnormal.

I have heard before that some people who fell into the water will keep recalling the time of suffocation after being rescued, causing nightmares at night and poor sleep.

The next day, she was in a bad mood and continued the cycle.

Fang Zhou was afraid that Chu Xinran really had a psychological shadow, and he still wanted to see her condition with his own eyes.

"Open the door, I have something to say to you."

"No, no, just say whatever you want to say!"

The more Chu Xinran refused, the more Fang Zhou suspected her.

He frowned and simply turned the doorknob to see if he could get in.

"Some things are not convenient to say outside, I'd better come in..."

He turned the door casually and really opened it.

But the scene inside made him stunned for a few seconds, then he widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "What are you doing!"

Chu Xinran was sitting on the bed, holding a sharp knife in her right hand and holding her left hand like that, blood came out of her thin wrist and dripped on the floor.

The collision of red and white was so dazzling, and the fragile girl was so distressing.

The smell of blood in the originally small room made people frown.

Seeing Fang Zhou coming in, Chu Xinran was startled and quickly hid the knife behind her, while trying to cover it up in a hurry.

"I didn't do anything. I accidentally cut my hand."

Fang Zhou could see through this clumsy lie at a glance.

He walked into the room with a frown, closed the door with his foot, put the tray in his hand on the table, and then walked closer to Chu Xinran step by step.

Chu Xinran opened her eyes wide and looked at him helplessly. Her whole body was stiff and unable to move. She could only whisper in her mouth: "You, don't come over."

She had changed her clothes and put on a black velvet skirt. The skirt should have shown her nobility, but at this moment, against the background of blood, it looked like a man-eating beast.

"Give me the knife."

Fang Zhou stared at Chu Xinran expressionlessly, and stretched out his big hand to ask for the knife in front of her.

The closer he got to her, the stronger the smell of blood became, and Fang Zhou's heart became heavier.

The girl in front of him shuddered and subconsciously hid the knife deeper, not wanting to give it up.

Go.

Her mouth was tightly pursed, and the hand that was dripping with blood was also tightly clenched, making a silent resistance.

But Fang Zhou repeated again, "Give me the knife, dear."

The man's voice was light and soft, as if he was coaxing a rare treasure, especially the last rising ending tone, which made Chu Xinran completely helpless and could only surrender.

She slowly took out the hand behind her, and gently placed the knife in the man's broad palm, looking at Fang Zhou with a pair of wet almond eyes, as if begging for mercy.

Finally getting this dangerous item, Fang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

He put the knife on the table beside him and asked softly, "Do you have gauze or something like that?"

Chu Xinran nodded and pointed to the medicine box on the bedside table and said, "There are some there."

Fang Zhou lifted the sedan chair and looked over. The medicine box was indeed complete with gauze scissors, medicinal wine for trauma, iodine and the like, but no painkillers.

He asked in confusion, "Why are there no painkillers?"

All the daily necessities are available, why not prepare this thing?

Hearing his question, Chu Xinran blinked and did not answer.

She lowered her eyelids, and her eyelashes were like two small brushes, casting shadows at the bottom of her eyes.

Because I don't want to relieve the pain.

This way I can share some of the pain of losing you.

Silence spread in the room. Fang Zhou didn't wait for her answer, so he had to come over with the gauze.

"Stretch out your hand."

Chu Xinran's wrist was thin and long, and it was also white and shiny. Under the sunlight, it was like milk, silky and delicate.

The so-called white wrists are like frost.

But Fang Zhou didn't have any romantic thoughts at the moment. He took out a few tissues, wiped the blood off Chu Xinran, and then began to bandage.

The best way to bandage a wound on the wrist is spiral bandage, which is simple and light.

Such an ordinary action attracted Chu Xinran's attention. She whispered, "How do you know this?" It looks a bit professional.

Most people just take the gauze and repeatedly circle the wound, but in fact, this will press the wound.

Fang Zhou blurted out: "Someone else taught me."

"Who taught me?" Chu Xinran asked.

"Qin..." Yun.

The last word was not said, fortunately Fang Zhou stopped in time and changed it to "I asked someone to teach me."

"I went to participate in the first aid training."

"Oh, so."

Chu Xinran nodded, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and did not ask again.

Only Fang Zhou sighed in his heart: It was a close call, I almost exposed another ex-girlfriend.