Dressed like a prostitute

Hearing this, Bai Cangqi's gloomy pupils lit up, and the black pupils matching the night were full of Bai Yu's figure.

Zhou Weiran shook his head helplessly, walked into the back room and found a brocade box under the pillow, the transparent crystal bottle rested on the silk cloth, inside was a snow blue plaster, which was rare and precious.

Bai Yu lit a few celadon candle lamps, and after seeing what Wei Ran had in his hand, he habitually teased and said:

"Hey, Zhao Yu is really generous, this is a rare tribute!"

The dull pain in the palm became more and more acute, and the person who was aroused by the nameless sourness held a tattered heart and forced a smile to maintain a calm appearance.

Zhou Weiran's heart tightened, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say: Bai Yu didn't know what he was feeling at this moment, as long as he experienced that pain, he would never forget it.What's more, nowadays, although the love between men and women is very popular for a while, it is against the law of heaven after all, and most people in the world have the mentality of playing around. On the contrary, it is despised by the world.

Aren't he and Zhao Yu the best example... so what if they share the same mind?Mutual suspicion and hurt are still unavoidable, bumps and bumps all the way to the end, and they will not be blessed by the world, but instead cause the other party to suffer a lot for themselves, suffering from hidden leg diseases, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and I don't know if it can be cured.

Zhou Weiran lowered his eyes, handed the plaster to Cang Qi's hands, feeling troubled.He absolutely did not want Bai Yu to follow this path, he thought that Cang Qi would be different, but never thought...

That's all... Now that we've reached this point, it's better to let Bai Yu make a decision earlier, so that everything can get back on track.

Taking out a piece of clean gauze from the medicine box casually, Zhou Weiran looked a little gloomy.

"Eh? You..."

The gauze in his hand was snatched suddenly, Zhou Weiran was taken aback, and looked at Bai Cangqi who was behaving abnormally in surprise.

A certain person didn't realize it, turned around and pulled off the blood-stained cloth that Bai Yu had wrapped around his palm, picked out a small lump of different-colored plaster with his fingertips and carefully applied it to the deep bone-deep wound, and said solemnly: "Brother, does it still hurt? "

The smile on Bai Yu's face couldn't hold back any longer, she stared coldly at Cang Qi's paw that was holding her, and kept pulling her hand away.

Bai Cangqi still thought he was being awkward, stepped forward to hold him tightly in his arms, and moved more forcefully.

The white gauze was soaked with blood, and it was dazzlingly red.

Zhou Weiran clearly saw the change in Bai Yu's face, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull Bai Cangqi away, and took over the bandaging work.

Rubbing his forehead, Bai Yu suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted, tired like never before, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, he felt that if he kept holding it like this, he would definitely go crazy!

"Shen Moxiao, don't appear in front of me until I feel better, get out!" He yelled out uncontrollably, the veins on his neck were all evident, and all the bones in his body were creaking.

Bai Cangqi's mind went blank for a moment. It was the first time he heard Bai Yu called this strange name. He didn't understand what it meant, but he could clearly feel that something was passing, something very precious, slipping through his fingers. He left, but there was nothing he could do, he could only watch helplessly, watching Bai Yu's eyes looking at him become more and more alienated and loathe...

It couldn't be worse if the sky fell... Bai Cangqi thought in a daze.

"Well, borrow this house to live for a few days, you can move back for now...or go to the sixth prince's mansion."

Bai Yu lay on the bed exhaustedly, staring at the ceiling with his limbs wide open, and murmured.

Zhou Weiran weighed it for a moment, then looked at Bai Cangqi with a hum.

Bai Cangqi looked back at him blankly, then moved his stiff body and slowly approached the bed, at the moment when he was about to touch Bai Yu, Zhou Weiran stopped him with a stern shout.

"What do you want to do?! Can't you feel that he hates your touch very much now!"

Bai Cangqi closed his eyes and stopped moving.

"Come out with me, if you don't want the relationship between the two of you to continue to deteriorate." Zhou Weiran was angry and anxious, and his voice was slightly out of shape due to depression.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be really hard for him to believe that a person with Bai Cangqi's personality would show such a heart-wrenching expression, dazed, vulnerable, helpless, sad...

Zhou Weiran's heart softened even though he knew that he was constantly being disturbed by it. Of these two people, one seemed mature but was ignorant, and the other seemed dull but sensitive... It taught him how to bear to let the situation develop.

Regardless of what will happen in the future, at least for now, I still hope that they can live happily.

Bai Cangqi took a deep look at the person on the bed, bowed his head and followed Weiran out the door, the bright moonlight shone on him, the shadow behind him was stretched out, gradually disappeared under the heavy night, until he disappeared.

The red-brown door closed quietly, leaving only a slight sound in his ears. Bai Yu pulled the quilt and buried his face in the soft pillow. He closed his eyes and thought for a while, but found that he couldn't remember anything. wetness.

Inexplicable, ironic...