the knife of love

Chapter 291 He actually hurts more than her

"Shen Chunguang..."

"Get out..." Shen Chunguang shrank under the quilt and could barely speak.

Guan slightly leaned down and grabbed her left hand, then reached out to brush her wet hair: "What's wrong?"

"nothing…"

"Why do you call it that?"

"..." Shen Chunguang sighed on the bed, his mother was so annoying, "If you tell me to get out, just get out..."

"Why are you angry?" Of course Guan Lue would not get out, how could she get out by herself like this.

"What's the matter?" He simply sat down and put his arms around her shoulders.

Shen Chunguang trembled violently, he could feel it in his arms, but he didn't speak for a while, and he said after a little bit of strength: "It's okay."

"you…"

"It's all right..." Shen Chunguang emphasized again, his tone was not very good, and he was weak, and Guan Lue was not good at confronting her, so he loosened her arm, and heard her say in his ear, "I want to sit up."

"No."

"I'm not paralyzed again!"

"..."

"Ok?"

Well, Guan slightly can't be stubborn against her, even if she is so weak, he can't be stubborn against her, so he can only roll up the bed obediently, and take a pillow from the sofa to her back.

Shen Chunguang stretched his body and tried to sit up by himself, but unfortunately he was exhausted.

"Don't move around!" Guan Lue leaned over and wrapped her around her waist to hold her straight, and then sat back on the chair in front of the bed again.

The four eyes met, and the orange light enclosed everything in the closed curtain.

After a while, Guan slightly rubbed his fingers and looked at Shen Chunguang: "Loosen your mouth, it will break if you bite again."

"..."

Shen Chunguang let go of her mouth obediently, and Guan Lue leaned halfway over to wipe off the blood beads that came out of her lips with his fingertips. After wiping, his lips became frighteningly white.

Guan slightly frowned: "Your right hand hurts?"

"no!"

"Lied to me?"

"..."

"Can you not be so stubborn?"

"Who said I carried it?"

Shen Chunguang rolled the whites of his eyes weakly, she didn't say anything, why should she say it, did he feel distressed or sympathetic?Anyway, she doesn't need to feel sorry for her or sympathize with her. Who can she blame for suffering so much?It's not about blaming the man in front of him.

"It doesn't hurt..." She replied in a cold tone, and she bit her lower lip again after she finished. There was a dense layer of cold sweat on her forehead, which was particularly conspicuous under the light.

Guan Lue's fingers were still resting on her chin, the two were actually very close at that moment, he propped up his body and almost covered Shen Chunguang's top, and the black shadow surrounded her.

"It doesn't hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt!"

Whoever hurts is a fucking puppy!

Shen Chunguang may have carried it, and I don't know who this temper is like, but Guan Lue suddenly smiled weakly, and stretched the fingers left on her chin, touching her cheeks all the way to the base of her ears...

Shen Chunguang let out a soft hiss, and before he could react that the black shadow in front of him had been suppressed, Guan slightly cupped her face and covered his lips.

With a shallow and soft kiss, Shen Chunguang's bitten lower lip was kissed away.

"Well…"

Is this fucking livestock?But Guan slightly didn't let go, there was still a bloody smell on her lips, Guan slightly licked it all up, her mouth was full of bitterness, sticking to her for a long time, Shen Chunguang was a little out of breath. She was willing to let go, her forehead was pressed against hers, her eyes were closed, and her Adam's apple rolled.

"Actually, I hurt more than you..." A hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

Shen Chunguang was stunned, and looked up to see the man's expression, but Guan Lue clasped her head with his palm and covered her onto his shoulders.

Both of them have unreasonable stubborn personalities. She doesn't want him to know how much she hurts, and he doesn't want her to see how much he loves her!

To die!
The two hugged for a long time, Shen Chunguang sweated profusely on his back, Guan Lue's fingers almost pinched into her flesh, and rubbed her skinny body into his arms.

Su Jue said he should let her go.

Rationally, he also felt that he should let her go. What kind of torture has she been doing if she stays by his side?The explosion three years ago, the unborn child, and the nails and condoms this time...

Guan slightly took a deep breath.

But he really couldn't let it go, the body in his arms was still being hugged by himself, and he already felt that he was about to be out of breath.

It's so fucking painful.

If he really let her go, Guan Lue felt that he was going crazy.

"Shen Chunguang..."

"Ok?"

"Just say it hurts, I'll go to the nurse and give you another injection!"

"No need." Shen Chunguang lay softly on his shoulder, frowning, "Who will give me an injection in the middle of the night? It's over."

These words were like a sharp knife, without any warning, they pierced Guan Lue's heart, he sulked and rubbed the person in his arms again, he had nothing to say, and he didn't bother to say anything.

Shen Chunguang was rubbed by him for a long time, his neck was tired, and he frowned: "Can you let me go?"

"Hmm..." He said softly, but he didn't let go.

Shen Chunguang snorted, clenched his fist with his left hand and tapped his hard shoulder: "Let go, you smell really bad..."

"..."

Guan slightly frowned. To be honest, he also knew that his body smelled bad. He hadn't showered for almost a week, and he smoked all day long. It was almost rancid.

Guan Lue had no choice but to let go, Shen Chunguang leaned over and sat down again panting.

"Is there any smoke?" She put her right hand on the quilt.

Guan Lue replied directly: "No!"

"Liar!" Shen Chunguang sat there and licked his lips again, "I almost tasted the smell of cigarettes in your mouth just now."

"..."

"Give me one, I can't stand it."

"The pain is unbearable?"

Shen Chunguang turned his face away, too lazy to answer him, just asked: "Will you give it or not?"

Guan softened a little: "You can't smoke."

"It's okay, just one."

"no!"

"That bite..." Shen Chunguang grabbed the quilt with his left hand, his eyes were very round, and he was so thin that he felt that there were only a pair of big eyes left on that pale face.

Guan Lue was stunned by her, but still insisted: "Smoking is not good for wounds."

"But nicotine can relieve pain! Come on, just take a sip, okay?" Shen Chunguang said a little anxiously, and he was a little out of breath when he was anxious.

Guan Lue's knuckles were tightened, turning white, and finally he took out the cigarette from his trouser pocket, and just after lighting Shen Chunguang, he straightened up and came over to pick it up.

"Give me give me..."

Guan slightly smiled bitterly: "Just one bite."

"Okay!" While speaking, she had already fished out the cigarette, squeezed it awkwardly with her left hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and took several puffs fiercely before she was willing to spit it out, and the curtain was suddenly filled with white mist.

Shen Chunguang leaned back her weak body, the nicotine was fermenting in the lung cavity, the pain seemed to be a little blurred, she regained some strength and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Guan thought for a while: "About half a month."

"more specific."

"Specifically?" He was taken aback, "I don't know."

He really didn't know, and never calculated the time she was in a coma, because it was too difficult, and the difficult days would feel very long. If he was a hypocritical man, he should directly answer her "a century".

But the sentence "I don't know" gave another meaning to Shen Chunguang's heart. She held a cigarette and let out a soft "chi-" and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"You just woke up."

"But I don't like living here."

She spent almost the past three years in the hospital, and the smell of disinfectant almost made her vomit, isn't it enough?
Guan Lue didn't ask any more questions, and coaxed patiently: "Stay for a few more days, and leave the hospital when the situation is stable." While talking, he leaned over to get the cigarette in her hand. It hurts but the brain is quite sensitive.

"give me!"

"No!" She squeezed and took two more breaths.

Guan Lue had nothing to do with her, and leaned back on the chair weakly.

"Forget it!" He pressed the space between his eyebrows with his hand again.

Shen Chunguang on the bed thumped hard, forget it?This man also has such a good talker?
A cigarette was quickly exhausted by Shen Chunguang, and she wished she could not let go of the butt of the cigarette. After she was done, she fell back on the pillow again in satisfaction, raised her head, her eyelids were weakly opened, the dazzling light from the top fell down, and her eyelashes trembled. Shake, close.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them mentioned the "kidnapping case", as if nothing happened, no one died, no one was injured, and no one was going to hell.

In the middle of the night, Shen Chunguang finally fell asleep in a daze. Guan slightly twisted a towel to wipe off some of the cold sweat on her forehead, tucked in the quilt, and took out her coat.

The wind on the roof was very strong, and Guan Lue had to light the fire several times before he could light the cigarette.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and the neon lights in the city were all extinguished in the dead of night, except for a few stars hanging in the sky.

Guan slightly touched his finger, and there was a newly added knife mark on the fingertip.

In fact, he has never been afraid of anything all the way to the present. When he was a child, he had no father or mother. He was a bully in the school alley.

At the age of 11, he formally followed Guan Zhaorong, and saw too many scenes of fighting and killing.

When he was less than thirty, he started to take over Jiurongtai. When he first took over the position, there were chaos everywhere. Anyway, he used endless methods.

Do you really think he spends his days hiding in Nine Commanders grinding coffee?

No one knows how many lives were lost in his hands during the two years when he first ascended the position of Jiurongtai.

But it happened that he met Tang Jingcheng later.

Guan Lue stood on this cold wind-piercing building, in front of him was a gloomy cloud, and on the top were bright stars. Suddenly, he remembered what Zhao Changde said, and he was in a daze. After all, he was still afraid...

Guan Lue stood on the roof and smoked two cigarettes and went down. As soon as he got out of the security door, he saw a nurse standing at the door of Shen Chunguang's ward.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Xiao Ru turned her head sharply, patted her chest and stood firm: "You scared me to death, why is there no sound when walking in the middle of the night?"

"I ask you, what are you doing standing here?" Guan Lue repeated coldly.

Xiaoru grinned and smiled brazenly: "Ward round!"

Guan Lue's face was ugly, and he scanned her smiling face, without saying a word, he directly opened the door to enter.

"Hey you..."

"Is it over? Check it out!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)