"hiss……"

The slight pain on the back of his hand brought Yan Xiaye back to his senses.

Subconsciously retracting his hand for a closer look, this abnormal behavior caught Li Yuntang's attention: "Xia Ye?"

"Ah, it's okay."

Hastily put down his hand, Yan Xiaye didn't want him to worry, and it was just a small burn.

"What's all right?"

The man put down the kitchen knife, frowned slightly with his good-looking brows, walked in front of her and took her hand hidden behind him involuntarily.

The back of the little woman's fair hands had a few sakura-like pinks, which contrasted sharply with her original skin color, and it must have looked painful.

"It's really okay..." Yan Xiaye didn't want to be pretentious, not to mention that the reason for her daze was because Li Yuntang was distracted when she saw it, and she blushed and wanted to pull her hand back: "Okay, I'm going to cook the noodles."

"What's good?" Li Yuntang fiercely sullenly, raised his hand to turn off the switch on the stove, turned on the faucet to rinse her burnt part, and blamed displeasedly: "Why are you so careless?"

"It's okay, it's really just a small injury."

Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes and saw the scar on the man's palm, and suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart.

At that time, he sacrificed his life to save her. The wound was bleeding profusely, and the bones were deep enough.

Gently stroking the man's long-healed wound with cherry pink fingertips, Yan Xiaye whispered sadly, "Compared to you, it's nothing at all."

Li Yuntang raised his eyebrows, and looked at his hands indifferently.

The joints are distinct, the fingers are slender, and an extra scar is really unsightly.

Before the incident of falling into the sea, he had been wearing black leather gloves to cover it up, because he was afraid of scaring Yan Xiaye and Xiao Yunduo.

As a result, after a month on the island, Yan Xiaye had already gotten used to it.

When Xiao Yunduo first found out, she was very surprised and twittered for a long time, but was coaxed by him with the phrase 'scars are men's medals', and reluctantly accepted this statement.

Unexpectedly, after so long, she still cared about it.

But the most critical question right now is... "Xia Ye, don't change the subject."

"How could I!" Yan Xiaye's nose was sore, he bit his lips and gave Li Yuntang a look, then he withdrew his hand: "That's it, it's fine."

"Disobedient little girl."

Li Yuntang was helpless, but he refused to let her do whatever she wanted.

Half-forcedly pulling her to the living room, he pushed her to sit on the sofa, turned around and found the medicine box, and took out cotton swabs and ointment for burns.

Yan Xiaye curled her fingers uncomfortably. She knew that her current behavior was very naive, but she just couldn't accept Li Yuntang's kindness calmly.

That hideous old wound always existed in her memory, even if it didn't help, she still wanted to use it to make herself feel better.

Seeing Li Yuntang sitting down next to her gracefully, Yan Xiaye folded his hands in a disobedient manner, and whispered, "I want it to hurt."

"why?"

"Although I can't understand one ten-thousandth of your pain at that time, I need this. You are so nervous about me, it will only make me feel more sorry for you."

"Since you feel sorry for me, you have to take care of yourself."

Li Yuntang looked at her dissatisfied, and did not agree with her fallacy: "Hey, give me your hand."

Yan Xiaye pursed her mouth a little depressed, stretched out her hand to rest on the man's palm, her heart was still sour and uncomfortable: "Li Yuntang, why do you like me?...Don't say that there is no reason to like someone!"

Li Yuntang was carefully applying the medicine to her with a cotton swab, and smiled after hearing this: "Yes, there are many reasons, if I tell you the same thing, I probably don't need to sleep tonight, who will accompany those two tomorrow?" The little guy continues to make trouble?"

The cool ointment relieved the burning pain on the back of the hand, Yan Xiaye decided that the man was fooling her, and smiled wryly with self-knowledge: "Why don't I know that I have so many advantages?"

"Because I like you, not only for your merits."

Gently ended the process of applying the medicine, Li Yuntang looked down at the fruits of his labor, and took a small cotton swab to make up for the lack of ointment, "There is no perfect person in this world. Your advantages make me fall in love with you, and your shortcomings are Let me soften my heart, who can say that this is not just the right liking?"

Who can say that this is not just right to like...

Yan Xiaye was stunned, she didn't expect the man to give her a serious answer.

In front of him, she almost never pretended to be her true heart.

Before the two of them connected with each other, she probably had a small plan to let him down and let her go.

However, Li Yuntang didn't hate the real her, and according to him, he also liked her shortcomings...

His heart beat suddenly out of rhythm, Yan Xiaye lowered his head to hide the blush on his cheeks, and said falteringly, "Thank you, I like you too."

"I know."

Li Yuntang was still examining her injuries, and said forcefully and domineeringly: "To be fair, you must at least like me as much as I like you."

Yan Xiaye couldn't help laughing: "...how do you measure this?"

The man held her hand, raised his eyes and looked at her steadily: "At this moment, I like you a little more than yesterday, and a little less than tomorrow. I like me according to this standard, do you understand?"

Yan Xiaye wanted to laugh, her heart was filled with warmth and tenderness.

She looked back at the man with a smile, and said softly, "It seems that today's progress is not just a little bit, it probably overdraws my love for the next month."

"No, tomorrow we have to work hard for today's sake."

The corners of Li Yuntang's meager lips curled up slightly, and he took out the phone as if coaxing a little girl, unlocked the password and stuffed it into her hand: "There is the game you like on it, sit here and wait obediently, while I cook it Good pasta for you."

Yan Xiaye foolishly held the phone, wanting to follow him up: "I can help..."

"Don't move."

Pushing her back to sit on the sofa without thinking, Li Yuntang glanced at the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes.

Such a peaceful night was once Yan Xiaye's most annoying moment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the hand on her shoulder slid down, holding her hand to help her get up, and extra graciously approved her to go to the kitchen and wait: "Yun Duo said that this game has a new skin, he I picked the one I like the most and gave it to you, but you haven't been online for the past few days, so you haven't had time to receive it yet."

A surprise gift from Little Cloud?

Yan Xiaye chuckled, stretched out his left hand to let him hold him, tapped his phone with the other hand, followed him to the kitchen, "I'll go and have a look."

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