Be in low spirits

Li Li remembered that she had only taken the initiative once. Could it be that she was moved by his confession? "Zhixi? You..." He called her name tentatively, and his hand began to wander around her waist. The pain this time was different from the previous ones. It lasted longer. She took his hand away and said, "My chest hurts."

"Does the wound hurt? Let me see." Li Li was anxious to pull open her clothes to see the wound. She grabbed her collar, shook her head and said, "It will be fine in a while. I just need to rest for a while." Then she leaned on the sofa and took a breath.

Li Li poured her a cup of hot water. She held the cup and asked, "You said that if something happened to the USB flash drive, you would give it to Uncle Qi and Uncle Jiang. Who is going to get into trouble?" There was only a desire to know the truth in her eyes, and she was no longer confused.

"I'm afraid something will happen to me. If something happens, the truth is in that USB flash drive." Li Li also sat aside and put on his clothes. The truth is hidden in Cheng Xi's tombstone, and then told her that there is no substitute. She knew that the best liar is often the one who likes to expose lies the most. "Why did Accountant Tian die?" She advised herself not to care about his past. Originally, this marriage was just an accident.

He was also a little worried: "I don't know, but Accountant Tian is dead, and the next thing they are going to look for is the evidence in his hand."

Kong Zhixi felt wronged. She got married for no reason, and her husband had a lover in his heart. She might become a widow at any time, and she had a scar on her chest. She might also suffer from heart pain. "I should go back to the institute. Fei said that my self-criticism was too bad. I have to give it to him tomorrow." She put down the cup and was about to leave.

Li Li held her back, wondering what had happened. Why did she suddenly say she was leaving? "I...my injury hasn't healed yet. Didn't you say you would take care of me?" he asked innocently.

"Find a nurse tomorrow, I'll help you contact one." She just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. Neither the case nor his injury had anything to do with her. "I don't want a nurse, I just want you!" He held her in his arms and wouldn't let her leave.

"I've said, I'm not your substitute. Marriage is...well~" Li Li suddenly pressed the back of her head and kissed her domineeringly, not giving her a chance to breathe.

She pushed him away and slapped him. His wound was pressed. He subconsciously shouted "hiss~" and covered his wound. He bent his body in pain and took two steps back. Kong Zhixi thought that her wound was pulled again. She walked forward and helped him sit on the sofa and asked, "You...did I touch your wound again? Let me see."

Li Li held her hand and asked aggrievedly, "What's the matter? Can you please tell me?" She shed tears of grievance, dripping on his arm and burning his heart.

"If...if something happens to you, won't I become a widow? And...you hid the USB flash drive in such a place, and then you told me that she is not important..." She felt that it was hypocritical to say these words, not to mention that these were all her assumptions and might not necessarily happen. Her complaints made her seem anxious and worried.

Her words were like a key, opening the door that Li Li was most afraid to face. He was sure and certain that she liked him and loved him! "Are you worried and jealous?" He wanted to hear the answer from her own mouth.

"No!" She was suddenly stunned and subconsciously retorted. It turned out that she was jealous and worried. When did it start? Didn't she just pretend to be like that before to deceive outsiders? Why did she cry now? She wiped her tears and wanted to pull her hand away. Li Li grabbed her and let her sit in his arms. He just endured it when the wound was touched. He didn't dare to shout, for fear that she would run away again. "Yes, yes, yes, no, whatever my wife says is right." He put his ear close to hers and coaxed her gently.

"Didn't you say you wanted to change the dressing?" Kong Zhixi wanted to stand up to change his dressing, but Li Li held her down and stopped her from moving. He said, "Silly, you don't have to change it every day. I just want you to stay with me."

"You lied to me again?" She wanted to struggle to get up, but was afraid of touching his wound, so she could only let him hold her.

"I'm not lying to you, the wound really hurts, it's both painful and itchy, don't you feel any pain at all?" He began to cry out in pain, just hoping that she would stay.

"Fei Suo said you have experience in writing self-criticisms, so let me ask you for advice." She couldn't move, couldn't speak, so she could only change the subject.

"Why is Lao Fei like this? You didn't make any mistakes, so why do you have to write a self-criticism? I'll help you teach him a lesson tomorrow!" He said it in a very serious tone, as if he was really going to do it.

Kong Zhixi smiled, turned around, pinched his nose and said, "You said it as if you really dare."

"I'll go if my wife tells me to." He looked at her with a licking face, hoping to get her affirmation.

"Mind yourself." She slapped him on the head and tried to stand up, but Li Li didn't let her. "Wife, I miss you so much." He suddenly became affectionate, like a puppy who wanted his owner to touch his belly.

"Let me up."

"do not want!"

“It’s unreasonable.”

"Then give me a kiss." He pouted his lips as he said that. Kong Zhixi looked at him for a few times but couldn't bring herself to kiss him. She twisted the flesh on his arm with her hand. He felt pain for a moment and let go of her hand.

Standing up, I felt that there was nothing else for me to do. "I've taken the medicine, and the wound doesn't need to be fixed. I'll go back and write my self-reflection."

"Why are you leaving again? I haven't taken a shower yet, and I can't do it by myself." He grabbed her hand and wagged his tail for mercy.

"You could wash it that day, right? Wash it yourself." If she didn't leave now, she might not be able to leave. "No, it will hurt the wound. Help me wash it, and I'll tell you a secret." He also stood up, hugged her, rubbed her hair, and coaxed her.

Kong Zhixi didn't believe it. This guy must be trying to deceive him again. "He wants to deceive me again."

"I'm not lying to you. The wound will get inflamed if it comes into contact with water. If that happens, I will really die and you will become a widow. What will you do?" He had no choice but to threaten her when she couldn't be coaxed.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, what nonsense are you talking about." She pushed him away and went to the bathroom to get hot water. Li Li took a bath towel and followed behind her. He watched her get the water and stretch out her hands, waiting for her to take off her clothes. "Take it off yourself. Your hands are not hurt." Kong Zhixi went outside to find a stool. Li Li took off his clothes and sat on the stool obediently.

"Does the wound still hurt?" She looked at the wounds and the scars he had before, and felt a little distressed. If it were in the past, she would probably just think that this man must have captured a lot of people and fought a lot of fights with others.

"Well, be gentle." He said it in an ambiguous way, which made Kong Zhixi's heartache disappear in an instant. "You are talking nonsense again. Didn't you say you have a secret?"

After wiping his back, he turned to the front, and Li Li also stood up. "Do you remember that you helped us catch someone at the airport before?"

"Before?" She raised her head and looked at him with innocent eyes, her face misty. Li Li swallowed his saliva, opened his hands, nodded and continued: "We were setting up surveillance at the airport, and the suspect passed by you, you tripped him with your foot, and then made a gesture to Fu Yan and walked away in style."

She tried to recall, but she only remembered that she had saved money to travel before, and she didn't remember who she had arrested. "So?"

"So I watched the surveillance footage many times and checked your flight at the airport. I found out that your name was Kong Zhixi. Only after you arrived at the detachment did they call you Xixi." He made up the story in a very convincing manner, as if it were true.

"I also know that you designed a suspense detective game. I have to say, your game design is really not that good." He stood closer and closer, saying this with a doting smile.

He knew the game, and what he said was true! "Have you known me for a long time?" She looked up at him, her face flushed, not knowing whether it was because of the heat or because of his proximity.

"Why is your face so red?" He pushed the person into the corner and still asked shamelessly.

"It's hot, you're too close..." She lowered her head and held the towel against his chest.

If his foot hadn't healed yet, he would have carried her to the room by now. "Do you want to listen?" His voice was soft and a little hoarse. He pressed his arm against the wall, veins bulging. She nodded, and Li Li continued, "I've met your father, and asked your sister about you. She said you like athletes?"

This sister, why does she say everything? "I didn't..." She rested her head on his chest, her voice getting lower and lower.