Witch, Open Your Eyes

The cloth strips were tied tightly and tied to his shoulders, the blood gradually stopped, and his body relaxed, Li Sinian's face looked much better. Fang Daichuan lay on his right with a big double bed. They were huddled together in a small corner. But they can't be blamed, the vacant bed was soaked, blood and sweat dripped over the bed, wet and sticky, and couldn't lie down.

Neither of them spoke, adjusted the rhythm of breathing, and pretended to sleep. Fang Daichuan didn't dare to look at Li Sinian, was a little uncomfortable with the hot body temperature on his side, and simply turned his head to look at the dim yellow rainy moon outside the window. Li Sinian rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand, listening to the brass clock with a click.

The heartbeat was heavy and rapid. I knew that each other was not asleep, and I opened my mouth several times and didn't know what to say. The atmosphere seemed a little embarrassing, but it was a little bit stickier than embarrassment, and there was a faint hazy haze.

The rain is getting louder and louder outside.

Li Sinian lay down for a while, really holding back, and sat up half-supported: "No, I'm going to take a bath."

"Wash the fart! There is no hot water, you have a fever!" Fang Daichuan sprang up.

The two pretending to be sleeping looked at each other's eyes and looked away tacitly after seeing the corners of each other's bleeding mouth.

"You didn't sleep..." Li Sinian asked knowingly.

——Nonsense, you **** rub your fingers so cruelly, I must be able to sleep. Fang Daichuan thought.

Fang Daichuan scratched his hair: "I... I kind of recognize the bed."

——Acknowledge a fart, Li Sinian rolled his eyes. I saw you slept well last night.

"Is it a bit crowded...or I'll change..." Li Sinian smiled.

"No need!" Fang Daichuan raised his head hurriedly, "Just... just sleep like this... and it's good..." Halfway through his speech, he saw the smile on Li Sinian's mouth, and was a little embarrassed by his smile, so he hurriedly turned a word. Feng said, "I, I'm afraid you will burn up in the middle of the night, so that you can take care of you..."

"I want to take a shower, do you want to take care of me?" Li Sinian pretended to be casual.

Fang Daichuan stammered: "Ah...this, how do you take care of this? I..."

"My hands are inconvenient," Li Sinian tilted his head and glanced at his left shoulder, "I can't lift my left hand, and I can't dip it in water. You can help me hold the nozzle."

Fang Daichuan said: "Ah... well, good..."

The electricity has been cut off on the island, and the remaining hot water in the water heater has been used up a few days ago. In the past few days, it has been rainy, and the solar energy has not been able to support it. Two people went into the bathroom, turned the switch to the hottest, and the water was still cold.

Fang Daichuan raised the shower and sprayed cold water on Li Sinian's back to wash away the blood. Li Sinian washed his hair with one hand and the wet curls on the other.

Li Sinian had a scar on his back.

A long strip with a hideous edge, twisted with a sharp white edge. Fang Daichuan couldn't help but touched it with his hands. Li Sinian slapped his soul hard.

He turned around and raised his eyebrows.

"Here, what's the matter?" Fang Daichuan poked his waist.

"It happened when I was young." Li Sinian turned around and took a bath, not wanting to say more.

"What happened when I was young?" Fang Daichuan was a curious baby, some patience.

Li Sinian sighed, pressed the shower gel with one hand, applied it to his chest, and rubbed out bubbles all over his body.

"When I was a kid, I was abducted to a fraudulent organization. I ran away and got caught by others. I stayed there." He avoided the seriousness and did not say how he stayed or the specific circumstances.

Fang Daichuan didn't know why, listening to his calm words, his heart became heavy.

Li Sinian washed his back and rubbed his chest full of bubbles, hesitating to turn around. Fang Daichuan was already wandering away. He stared at the scar on the back of someone's back, and his mind had already turned to the scene where Li Sinian was beaten up by a group of adults.

Blame the poor, so small.

He thought in a daze, and put his entire palm on it. The arc of the back waist was drawn in, and the palm was not abrupt.

Li Sinian shook fiercely.

With the cold water and warm palms, he also ignored the foam. He turned around and squeezed Fang Daichuan's wrist, his eyes narrowed, like some kind of large cat, with some unsatisfying danger: " What are you doing?"

"No, don't do it," Fang Daichuan swallowed his saliva, decisively resisted the temptation, and shook his head, "You are still hurting, I can't take advantage of others!"

Li Sinian was amused: "You may have some misunderstandings about the term taking advantage of others, or some misunderstandings about our positioning." He put his voice very softly, and said word by word in Fang Daichuan's ear.

Fang Daichuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and poke a finger on the edge of his left shoulder wrapped in white cloth: "Don't be arrogant. My brother sees you hurt and loves you so that you can take advantage of your mouth."

"Then brother loves me again." Li Sinian slumped down the donkey, lowered his head and kissed him.

After half an hour.

Li Sinian was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom with his ears.

Fang Daichuan stood under the shower, taking a shower while rubbing his skin with his hands to resist the chill of the cold water. He was also wrapped in injuries on his shoulders, and the hole he hit by hitting the iron door was not full. While washing the fighting-spirited little brother with his left hand repeatedly, he recalled the phrase "washing farts" that he scolded Li Sinian. , I suddenly felt a bit inexplicable shame.

The doorbell rang abruptly outside the door.

Li Sinian hesitated for a moment, picked up the knife on the table, put his back behind him, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Du Wei stood lazily leaning on the door frame, without bones, his cheeks were dizzy, and he was full of alcohol: "Ding Zihui is dead, can you go and see?"

Li Sinian was startled.

"Why? Who died?" Fang Daichuan heard movement in the bathroom, wrapped a bathrobe casually, and ran out of the bathroom without wiping his hair.

Brings out a large scent of shower gel and the moisture of cold water.

Li Sinian turned his head: "Du Wei came and said...Ding Zihui is dead."

"Ding Zihui?" Fang Daichuan was silly, "Isn't it Yang Song? Yang Song went to chase Ding Zihui, but Ding Zihui killed him..."

"Yes, but Ding Zihui is also dead." Du Wei's voice didn't fluctuate. He didn't seem to care about who died and who lived. He just came to inform them, "I moved the body back, and Yang Song's also moved back. Do you want to Go down and have a look?"

Fang Daichuan wrapped his bathrobe tightly and went out.

Li Sinian sighed and took the house card without putting down the knife.

"If you don't talk about women fighting, men can't get in there..." Du Wei drank too much and was a little drunk. "Women fighting, it's really terrible. They don't talk about feelings at all."

Fang Daichuan had no affection for him. He choked on hearing this: "When I killed my father, I didn't see you talk about love."

Hearing this, Du Wei suddenly stopped, and glanced back at him, with some mockery and coldness in his eyes: "You talk about love because someone is protecting you."

"He talked about love because he was clean in his heart." Li Sinian said coldly behind them.

Du Wei's gaze circled around the two of them, snorted with a smile, turned and went downstairs. Fang Daichuan stopped in place. Li Sinian passed him but was held back by him.

Fang Daichuan pulled at Li Sinian's clothes.

"Did I pull you back? I..." Fang Daichuan felt uncomfortable. He remembered the shot Li Sinian had received for him, and remembered that he was afraid that Li Sinian would harm Liu Xin, so he hurriedly tried to stop him, but he saw Li Sinian was completely taken over by Liu Xinyin.

He still has a fever now, Fang Daichuan thought, if Li Sinian himself, he would definitely lock the door to sleep and care about whoever lives. It happened to drag me, and I wanted to save it, but I was not willing, and it made him painful and painful.

"But I can't change anything...They're all dead...I didn't save anyone, but made you tired." Fang Daichuan's voice was low.

Li Sinian stopped.

He stayed up all night, had a high fever, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and coldness. However, looking behind him, his voice was low and gentle, with affirmation and determination: "If you were not there, Ding Zihui and I and Yang Song, There is no difference from Du Wei. The organs are counted, life and death are up to the sky."

"You can't save people who want to die," Li Sinian said word by word, "but Brother Chuaner, you have been redeeming me."