Imprisoned by the devil

When time slipped away from his fingertips bit by bit, Mu Li still didn't wake up.

Serenity once again covered the man's handsome brows. He sat on the side of his bed, put his hand gently into the palm of his hand, and interlocked his fingers.

"Xiao Li, do you actually know? I don't want to treat you like that, but when I think about your unfeeling back then and seeing you with other women, I can't control myself."

He knit his brows together in confusion, and slowly brought the back of Mu Li's hand close to his face, but the temperature of this hand was still as cold as before.

Every time at that time, he would wrap this cold hand in his warm palm and rub it, or put it directly on his chest, and the scorching body temperature instantly warmed it up a lot.

He remembered Mu Li jokingly saying, "I don't need to wear gloves when it's cold in the future, I just use you as a stove."

"Then I've saved money for Young Master Mu."

"Why, are you not happy?"

"How could it be? I can't wish for it. Not only can Xiao Li treat me like a stove, but he can also hug me every day and treat me like a pillow."

"Go to hell!"

Recalling the past is pale and cloudy, at this moment, Li Yan just wants this person to open his eyes and leave behind the past grievances, he just wants to see that cold and stubborn Mu Li again.

But the person in front of him didn't even have a trace of trembling eyelashes, Li Yan held his hand even harder.

"Mu Li, as long as you can wake up, as long as you can return to my side, I promise you that I won't force you like that again, okay?"

Unexpectedly, his eyes were already wet, and he whispered "Xiaoli" again with a sob.

He rested his forehead on his hand, and buried a look of misery, and when he was pleading in his heart, he didn't know if it was a hallucination, but he felt a small movement between the fingers under his forehead.

Lifting his head hesitantly, he first glanced at the person on the bed in doubt, and then returned to the person's slender fingers. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his fingertips began to lightly touch the back of his hand.

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li!" Li Yan stood up suddenly, leaned forward to the direction that Mu Li could see when he opened his eyes, and covered the top of his head with his big hands, urgent and anxious.

A few seconds later, he finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, and he was glad that the luck in his heart had become a reality.

After Mu Li opened his eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled happily: "Xiao Li, you finally woke up, how do you feel, is there any discomfort?"

Judging from Mu Li's gaze at the moment, what he saw was a suffocatingly handsome face, with gentle words and a familiar voice, but there was something wrong.

After looking around at the surrounding environment, although his consciousness was still a little fuzzy when he just woke up, he knew that he was in a very bad situation with the pungent medicine water smell and the pain from his body.

The first thing he said was: "This is me, how long have I been in a coma?"

Looking at the almost pitch black outside the window, he always felt as if he had slept for a century.

Li Yan became inexplicably annoyed when he heard these words, and his tone dropped a few dimensions, "You still said, you have been in a coma for almost a day, and you can really sleep."

Although the tone sounded uncomfortable, Mu Li no longer had the strength to speak loudly to him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Looking at his red eyes, it looks like he just cried, but this possibility is very small for Mu Li, at least the current Li Yan won't shed a single tear for him.

"I was the one who sent you to the hospital. Tell me why I'm here." Li Yan pulled the bench and sat down again, hiding his concern in a way of scrutiny.

This face is very eye-catching, and the injury on the arm must be very painful, and thinking of the doctor's words can't help grinning.

But it also caused Mu Li to think that he was reluctant, "Don't gnash your teeth here, if you find it troublesome, you can go back, no one is forcing you to stay."

"Oh, it seems that you are in good spirits, and you still have the strength to argue with me." Wouldn't he give in to himself?It has to be so tit for tat.

Mu Li turned his eyes to the side, and breathed cold air from his nose, "Mr. Li, I don't want to argue with you, and I don't have the energy. Thank you for sending me to the hospital. I will pay you the hospital bill when I leave the hospital."

A few seconds later, I heard a burst of reprimand from the man: "Mu Li, at this time, can you stop being stubborn in front of me, even if there is a grievance between us, I, Li Yan, am not the kind of person who takes advantage of the fire, you know I don't know that the person who hurts you the most is me!"

Li Yan's chest was still heaving slightly after he got angry, he really wanted to find the 'Little Panda' who knew how to seek support and comfort from him when he was weak.

But fate just likes to play tricks, tearing their happiness to pieces.

When his suffering fell into Mu Li's indifferent eyes, the gentle blade suddenly pricked Mu Li's ashen heart. It turned out that his concern for him really existed.

But why this kind of concern made him avoid it.

He avoided his burning gaze, with an unchanging arrogance, "I'm fine, but we're just 'friends' after all."

"You said we were just 'friends'?" Li Yan tried his best to hold back the point that was about to explode.

"Why, Mr. Li, do you still want to use violence against me like before?" His mouth was so cold and hard, but Mu Li admitted that he was guilty.

And just relying on what he is like now, he is completely powerless.

He began to feel a little regretful about what he had said, because in terms of Li Yan's current personality, it is not impossible to impose coercion on him.

He instinctively dodged, but he also pretended to be indifferent, and suddenly heard a low and indifferent voice: "My sexual desire is still not high enough to be aroused even when you are weak, at least you are like this now, I still have it I don't want to touch you."

"Then I have to be grateful to you Dade?"

"That's not necessary, just take care of yourself quickly, and save the extra words for later."

Mu Li rolled his eyes at him in his heart, and saw that he was motionless and ready to stay here, and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"This is my freedom. Besides, I've been here with you for almost a day. It's better for you to drive me away when you wake up. Do you have any humanity?"

"You were willing to accompany me, I didn't force you." Mu Li glanced away, his already pale face made him look cold as ice.

Suddenly feeling the air around him freeze, he looked back with chills on his back, and suddenly found a pair of cold eyes in the darkness staring at him with death.

"Look, what are you looking at me for?"

"I'm really self-indulgent, you can do it yourself, I don't care about it!" Seeing that Mu Li is sick, Li Yan could only vent his anger on the door, and left without looking back.

"If you don't care, don't care, who cares about you, Si...It hurts so much." Inadvertently pulled the bandaged arm, Mu Li's pale face wrinkled.

"How dare you drive me away, I'm so mad!" Li Yan, who rushed out of the ward, walked through the corridor aggressively, and everyone around was scared by his aura and gave way.

Originally, he really wanted to slap his ass and leave without caring about it, but when he just walked out of the hospital gate, his footsteps froze for nothing.

Facts have proved that he is still worried about that person.

In case he wants to drink water but no one pours it for him, in case he wants to go to the bathroom and can’t help him alone, in case it gets cold in the middle of the night and no one closes a window for him, no matter how responsible the nurses are, they cannot always Serve him alone everywhere.

Thinking of these possible difficulties, Li Yan couldn't make up his mind any more, and he still couldn't ignore that person's scars.

The fire in his heart was suddenly extinguished by concern, and he took another step to buy him a meal opposite the hospital.

But when he finished shopping and walked back to the ward again, he stood outside thinking for a few seconds. Once he went in, his face was completely lost in front of him.

It is very likely that he will be ridiculed by that person, but if he does not go in, he will not be able to fight against the desire to take care of him.

After thinking about it, he finally gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

He originally pretended to be cold, but suddenly changed into panic and panic in the next second.

Because he saw Mu Li was precariously reaching for the water on the table by the edge of the bed, and he was still using the hand with the hanging needle, he could even see the cold sweat on the man's head.

"what are you doing!"

This roar almost didn't make Mu Litu slip away, but at the very moment, a figure flashed in front of him, hugging his precarious body.

The forehead was caught off guard against the opponent's hard chest. He raised his head, and the man's pupils were full of panic and anger.

But when did he come in?

Before he could utter his question, the 'tiger' at the top was already furious, "What the hell is wrong with you! Don't you know what you are like now? If I didn't show up in time, do you know what the consequences would be? I hate myself. Are you still injured?!"

Li Yan still had lingering fears about Fang Cai's scene, he was afraid just thinking about it.

Why is this person still so reckless!

Recalling that there was a time before Mu Li went to physical education class with a high fever in order not to deduct credits. When he came back, it rained heavily again, which made his condition worse. He became seriously ill and lay in bed for three days and three nights. My brain is almost burning out.

Later, under his urging, Mu Li did not dare to continue to be so presumptuous.

But now, this waywardness has been committed again.

"Why are you so fierce? Didn't you leave? Why did you come back?" Mu Li didn't give in, but because his hands were inconvenient, he could only twist his shoulders, trying to free the hands on his shoulders. With disgust on his face, "let go of me."