Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 843

Yan Ji left before Bingci came in.

The white screen window in the ward danced with the wind, Han Wu stood in front of the window, his figure was particularly thin due to the wide hospital gown.

And because it was the shady side, the clear sunlight outside divided a line, and Han Wu was under the shadow, making his face even paler.

Bing Ci packed a porridge and came back, the door of the room was ajar, she quickened her pace worriedly.

Seeing that Han Wu was fine, she tried her best not to make a sound.

Han Wu didn't notice Bing Ci's arrival, he spread his palms and looked carefully as if he was recalling something.

A picture appeared in my mind. In that picture, there was a pair of hands completely soaked in blood. Accompanied by the sound of "squeaking" water, soon there was another sound of glass shattering.

Bingci was worried that he would catch cold from standing in the wind for too long, so he called softly from behind: "Captain, the porridge is no longer hot."

Han Wu turned his head slowly and sat back on the bed without saying a word.

Bingci wanted to help him but was dodged quietly.

She knew that his body still remembered those bad things, and it was possible that he would never forget them in this life.

In the room where needles could be heard, Han Wu was the first to break the silence for a long time. He lowered his head, his fingers trembling slightly, and said: "I have never been touched by anyone, I... I Still clean."

"But, it doesn't seem to matter anymore, I don't know if I can still get close to you, I feel disgusting..."

The clear porridge was as sweet as a blue clear sky, but the coldness was not tasteless, after two bites he couldn't eat any more.

Bing Ci didn't persuade him, he just sat aside and watched him after clearing the table.
Han Wu suddenly laughed at himself, his voice was thorny, "Does staying here make you feel better?"

Bingci silently looked at him.

Han Wu sneered and avoided her sight, his expression became indifferent, and he said indifferently: "I want to do my nails, go to the nearby supermarket and buy me a set of tools!"

"Well, good," Bingci responded with a nod, and looked at him again before getting up to go out, although he was worried, he still went out.

As soon as Han Wu saw the person leave, he slowly opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there was a surgical knife glowing with silver light in it.

He unhurriedly picked up the scalpel to check the sharpness in front of his eyes, and then began to scrape his nails.

Blood dripped like raindrops on the white quilt, crackling.

Bingci went back and forth very quickly, she could feel that something was wrong with Han Wu's psychology, and someone had to watch over him all the time.

So, when she rushed back to the ward before she could see it clearly, she rushed up and snatched the scalpel from Han Wu's hand and flew it into the wall.

Han Wu stared at her blankly, his hands were bloody and there was nowhere to put them.

Bing Ci finally saw clearly, and the cold and stern eyes changed instantly.

Han Wu couldn't hold back a grin, "You don't think I'm hurting myself, do you?"

Bingci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly with a serious expression, and taught: "The captain's behavior just now was also very dangerous, and everyone was injured."

Maybe because she realized that her tone was too heavy, she lowered the volume again, "You can wait for me to come back."

"I don't want you to see it. I saw it yesterday. You were in the bathroom. The sink was stained red. You couldn't wash off the blood on your hands. Then, you smashed the mirror inside with your fist." Han Wu squinted and smiled.

Bingci glanced at her hand uncomfortably, it has been washed clean now, and she rarely loses control of her emotions.

Han Wu didn't take it seriously, and then said: "I know you don't like blood on your hands, so I want to rub off the nail polish first, and if you can't see it, you won't want to go back and kill me."

"But my technique is not good," Han Wu spread his hands helplessly.

There was an unspeakable emotion in Bingci's heart, but all of this was soothed when he looked up and saw Han Wu's smiling eyes shining like stars.

Let her know that all the worries before this are unnecessary.

(End of this chapter)