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Hua Manyi froze her body, and even couldn't believe that her back would be so close to this woman one day, "Mother Gong..."

Gong Yan backed away a little, looked at Hua Manyi's fluffy and messy hair, and slightly parted her red lips, "Does it still hurt?"

After the medicine was finished, she had begun to accept the stinging pain, so she didn't feel much pain.

Hua Manyi rested one hand on her lap while the other was still covering her chest. She bit her lip and shook her head.

"Then I wrap gauze for you?"

The woman behind asked again, Hua Manyi glanced down at her naked chest, hesitated for a moment, "...OK."

Gong Yan picked up the gauze on the dressing table, pressed the area around the wound slightly, and wrapped the gauze from the shoulder blade to the right armpit, then passed through the collarbone on the chest, and when it touched the hand blocking the chest, She paused.

The hand was blocked there, and the gauze couldn't wrap it any longer.

The air was quiet, only the distant singing voice could be heard outside.

Hua Manyi also noticed this pause. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip tightly, and slowly raised her arms. The woman behind her began to wrap again. She could feel that the body of the person behind her was slightly stretched because the gauze was about to wrap around her chest. Leaning over, and getting extremely close to her, it was as if he was hugging himself from behind.

Hua Manyi froze all over, spared no effort to focus on her back, but ignored the slender jade-like fingers on her chest rubbing the tip, the little finger was wrapped with gauze, I don't know whether it was the gauze or the fingertips that passed across the white, tender and elastic skin.By the time she realized it, that hand had successfully wrapped around it and returned to the starting point behind her back.

Blush gradually rose from her neck, and she couldn't bear to look directly at her reaction, as long as she was touched, she would always tremble involuntarily.

Not to mention being bumped into that kind of place.

Gong Yan stared at her hand for a long time. She didn't mean to touch her, but she was entangled from behind to the front, which was in the blind spot of perspective. She could only entangle with her feeling, but she didn't expect to...

The red lips are slightly raised, which is not a bad thing in general.

The second circle of gauze is more technical, and if it is accidentally twisted and does not overlap with the first circle, it will definitely affect the question of whether it can be wrapped back to the starting point.

Hua Manyi felt that when the second round of gauze was wrapped around her chest, the woman behind her was obviously not wrapped properly, and even twisted so that the whole piece of gauze was wrapped around her chest. With a little effort, she felt a sense of suffocation. came from the chest.

She wanted to say something, she opened her mouth, but was ashamed to say it, she simply planned to adjust the crooked gauze by herself, but she didn't expect that the people behind her also noticed the mistake, first she lifted the gauze from the bottom and adjusted it Good location to rewind.More and more skin was touched, and the blush on her neck rushed to her ears, and she had a strong urge to cover her chest.

When she couldn't take it anymore, the woman behind her finally finished wrapping the gauze and tied a flat knot appropriately.

"Okay." Gong Yan looked at her slender and sensitive back with dim eyes, starting from kissing her shoulder bone, every touch would cause a shiver, is she so sensitive?

Hua Manyi breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly pulled the nightgown she had taken off from the side, put it on behind her back, looked down at the woman half leaning on her dressing table, and whispered thanks, "Thank you Mama Gong."

"Okay, it's getting late, I—"

Gong Yan was going to stand up straight, but his hand accidentally touched an iron box, and with a slap, the iron lid that was not closed was skewed at one corner, revealing the beautiful and simple envelope cover with simple strokes inside.

Gong Yan didn't care much about scanning it, thinking it was just an ordinary letter, and continued to finish the rest of the sentence, "I'm going back, take good care of yourself, and try to sleep on your right side when you sleep."

Hua Manyi nodded, "Manyi understands."

Coming out of Fenghai, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, there were only a handful of pedestrians on the street, Uncle Fu hurriedly opened the car door, and respectfully called "Madam", Gong Yan nodded, got into the Ford car, and disappeared into the night .

"Dr. Warnerson should not be asleep yet, right?"

Uncle Fu was driving the car, and when he heard such a question, he was stunned for a moment, thinking for a moment, "If not, Dr. Warnerson usually doesn't go to bed until twelve o'clock in the evening."

On weekdays, Dr. Warnerson will study various experiments, and has a very human enthusiasm for the pursuit of experiments.

"Go to him."

"Good lady."

……

Warnerson's small medical clinic opened at the corner of Qingyuan Street. When it was about to close, a car stopped at the door.

In the medical hall, Warnerson listened to the question of the woman on the opposite side, and he fell into deep thought, "This situation cannot be determined without specific information. Brain injury, physical defects, and even external stimuli may also cause some things to be forgotten. When a person suffers a major blow or is under too much pressure, it may lead to amnesia, Madam Gong would like to ask, I wonder if the person you mentioned has been stimulated recently?"

However, Gong Yan had no intention of revealing the detailed information. She got up and bid farewell to Dr. Warnerson, got back in the car, and drove towards the winery.

The wheel of the car ran over a stone particle on the road, and the car body shook slightly, waking up the woman in the back seat. When she opened her eyes, she was still thinking about what happened the night before yesterday because Hua Manyi deliberately didn't mention it and pretended it didn't happen However, I still really lost this part of my memory...

After thinking to no avail, she returned to the villa of the winery after a short while. Gong Yan originally thought that she saw a brightly lit area when she came back, but what she saw was dim, except for the small corridor light left for her by the servant, which was still on. Outside, the hall and room are all dark.

That woman is not at the villa.

Listening to the servant's report, Gong Yan felt a terrible headache on her forehead. If she had known that she had gone out, why would Gong Yan come back here? For this younger sister, she abruptly canceled her original plan to rest in Fenghai, and changed the itinerary. In order not to be lectured by her father in the future, she, the elder sister, did not treat her younger sister well.

"Ma'am, I have your call." The servant hurried over.

"Did you say who called?" Gong Yan asked as he walked towards the other side.

The servant replied, "It's the master."

Gong Yan waved his hand and called the servant, then picked up the copper phone handle and put it to his ear, "Father."

An old voice came from the phone, "Yan'er, Steven, the doctor who treated Shulan's legs in Germany, said that she disappeared, and the people around her were also replaced by her. Your sister relied on you since she was a child. I want to know her Is it with you?"

Gong Yan skillfully squeezed the cigarette out of his mouth, feeling the freshness left by the smoke in his mouth, "Father, I haven't seen Shulan here so far, she may have gone to another place."

"That's it..." The old man on the opposite side was silent for a long time, "When I see Shulan someday, ask her to report to me. As for her leg disease, if she doesn't want to continue treatment, then so be it."

"Okay, I see, father rests earlier."

"Yan'er also rested earlier, by the way," Father Gong suddenly remembered something, and continued, "If you have someone you like, you can bring Yan'er back for my father to have a look at during the Chinese New Year."

Gong Yan was taken aback for a moment, the cigarette in his hand hadn't moved for a long time.

"You are not young anymore, it's time to think about it. I didn't care about you before, but your mother still hopes that you can have a good home."

"Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Gong Yan crossed her legs, sat on a chair and meditated in silence for a long while, destination... She had never thought about this aspect before, but when it was mentioned like this, there seemed to be some expectations flashing in her mind But it was so fast that she couldn't catch it.

After smoking a cigarette, the pendulum clock on the wall turned to midnight. Gong Yan picked up the phone handle, frowned, dialed a few numbers, and waited for a while before the other party answered the phone.

"็ Hello Who are you……"

"Jiang Yin, I'm Gong Yan." Gong Yan went straight to the point, "Did you see where Shulan went?"

Jiang Yin held the phone handle to her ear, her brows and eyes drooping. When she heard this name, she clenched her hands tightly, not looking at the woman under her with her head held up and the corners of her mouth stained with sticky silk. She was staring at herself for a moment, It seemed that as long as she said a wrong word, she would push her into the abyss.

"Ayan, Shulan just came to Paramount to listen to the music. I thought it was too late at night, so I left her to rest in my room." Jiang Yin tried hard to keep her body steady and kept her legs from trembling. Let me tell you on the phone, and you will call me first."

"That's okay, Shulan, please take care of her." Gong Yan is not suitable to have him, "I will send someone to pick her up tomorrow."

"Okay, Ah Yan, go to bed earlier." As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yin quickly covered the microphone to prevent his strange voice from passing.

"What's the matter?" Gong Yan heard a sudden snap of the microphone, although it was not loud, but he could hear it clearly.

Jiang Yin propped half of her body on the table, struggling to maintain a steady breath, "It's nothing, Ah Yan, I'm going to sleep."

"it is good."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Jiang Yin couldn't bear it and grabbed the tablecloth tightly, his face was flushed, and tears overflowed from his throat.

"Shulan... please let me go..."