After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Taking the folding fan from the couch, Xie Nanxing fanned it gently. The candlelight fell on his face, and his voice turned into the bright one that Shen Jinmo was familiar with.

"Shen Jinmo, when you came home injured this time, I always think of the injury I suffered when I first came to Luoan."

"I lied to you when I told you it didn't hurt. It really hurt. I felt that dying would be easier than enduring this pain."

"But at that time I wanted to live so much. I wanted to live to see you have a warm home. I wanted to live to see you win in the end. So when I think about it now, it hurt so much. I always feel like the pain of being soaked in honey."

"Shen Jinmo, look, the two of us have actually gone through a lot of difficulties over the years that we thought we couldn't get through, right?"

Shen Jinmo raised his head and looked out the window, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Those past events that should have been painful and unbearable, because of the company of the people around me, even though they were covered in blood, now seem to be tinged with light.

"Xie Nanxing, you've suffered a lot over the years."

"Shen Jinmo, can I ask you for a favor?"

The tone of voice that pretended to be relaxed, the face that Shen Jinmo was not allowed to see, the gently waving folding fan, and the word "please" used for the first time in the conversation.

Shen Jinmo suddenly felt that he was not in his bedroom at home, but in an endless Dead Sea.

This Dead Sea was born from his body. He buried himself in this Dead Sea. Even though he felt suffocated, he would not die in the Dead Sea created by himself.

And Xie Nanxing, who was dragged to the bottom of the lake by him, would die.

This was the first time in all these years that Shen Jinmo realized that his sober self would force Xie Nanxing to death.

Without saying sorry or thanking you for your hard work, Shen Jinmo sat straight on the stool.

With his hands hanging naturally, Shen Jinmo treated this sentence with extreme seriousness.

"Be good, tell me."

"If getting hurt is unavoidable, can you be more considerate of yourself while you're recovering?"

"Actually, my loss is not a big deal. If you are fine, I will be fine too."

"But in the future, I mean, what if, I'm not by your side, and you can't learn to take good care of yourself, how can you let me feel at ease?"

A murderous look flashed across Shen Jinmo's eyes, then quietly retracted at an angle where Xie Nanxing couldn't see it.

"Okay, I will tell you exactly where I feel uncomfortable and how much pain I am in. I will not hide anything from you."

"If I'm injured, as long as there's a chance to heal, I won't mess around."

"If my injury had almost healed, I wouldn't have used it as an excuse to come to you for other fun."

The person standing behind Shen Jinmo began to walk in front of Shen Jinmo with the ointment.

After sitting on a small stool to speed up the application of all the ointments, he blew gently a few times on the places that were still bleeding.

The moment he saw Shen Jinmo's change with his own eyes, he looked up at Shen Jinmo.

Smile brightly.

"You have to do the first two points well, and you don't have to do the last point."

"I allow you to push your luck."

The word "interest" is wonderful and Xie Nanxing loves it.

"Yeah." His Adam's apple rolled, his voice was hoarse but deep: "Xie Nanxing, you can't tease me now."

"Oh." It was a bit reluctant, but he didn't use those sparkling eyes to seduce people: "If you make me uncomfortable again next time, I will let you see but not eat."

"I've been starving you."

While holding the folding fan, he fanned the ointment off Shen Jinmo's head.

Xie Nanxing became the gentle and determined Xie Nanxing again.

"Shen Jinmo, next time you want to get up, remember to tell me in advance. I will apply a thick layer of ointment on you and will definitely not tear the scar."

"it is good."

The wind coming from my chest was gentle and soft. It didn't hurt at all, but rather a little itchy.

It may be an itch in the wound or an itch in the heart.

Not wanting to indulge in beauty, Shen Jinmo asked, "Xie Nanxing, is the New Year coming soon?"

"Shen Jinmo, you woke up just in time. The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I will push you around in a wheelchair tomorrow. Let's see where else we can add some more things."

Holding the soft cotton cloth, Xie Nanxing tied the new pajamas on Shen Jinmo. Then, holding the needle and thread, she sat back on the small stool and started to thread the two pieces of silk cloth together from the ankles.

There was a huge gap between the two positions. It was obvious that Xie Nanxing was not pursuing good looks. His only request was that he didn't want Shen Jinmo to tear his wound because of dressing.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed.

Shen Jinmo didn't dare to move his hands or feet, but his eyes were acting as his hands, gently caressing every part of Xie Nanxing.

"Xie Nanxing, you've been so tired these days."

Without responding to this, Xie Nanxing took the ointment and applied a layer of ointment on Shen Jinmo's waist, abdomen, knees and elbows, then placed the chair where Shen Jinmo could reach.

Holding Shen Jinmo with one hand, he pointed at the two chairs with the other: "I will support you with both hands. If you can't stand, you must support yourself on the chair with your other hand, understand?"

Shen Jinmo nodded obediently.

Xie Nanxing added: "I know you are jealous of Ah Huai, so I will definitely praise him less and smile at him less in the future, but you don't have to make me worry."

The curve of Shen Jinmo's mouth became more arrogant, feeling that he had really picked up a huge bargain today: "Xie Nanxing, let's make a pinky promise."

With a snort of laughter, Xie Nanxing supported Shen Jinmo and moved step by step to the bed. He then helped Shen Jinmo lift his legs onto the bed, then used both hands to protect Shen Jinmo's neck and let him lie on the pillow.

A kiss fell on Shen Jinmo's brow, and then he sat on the footstool and made a pinky promise with Shen Jinmo.

After making pinky promises, he felt that Shen Jinmo was too obedient and should be rewarded with more. "You were great today. I'll write it down in a book later. Next time, you can use this to ask me to play a new trick you want."

“But you have to be good before you can play.”

Right in front of Xie Nanxing, his sharp eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, Shen Jinmo already had an idea in mind: "I can ride a horse while..."

Xie Nanxing glared at Shen Jinmo: "I've already said it's up to you."