Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ink depth.

Ink depth.

In his heart, he remembered his name. Seasonal warmth leaned down, his soft lips kissed the bruises on the corner of his eyebrow, kissed his eyes again, tall nose beam, and finally fell on the man's pale lips.

But she didn't dare to kiss too hard, she just touched his lips and got up.

As a result, there was just a move to leave. The man's eyes were always quiet and closed. At this time, they opened slowly, and when her lips were a few inches apart from him, the pale thin lips opened slightly: “You woke me up early in the morning. Is this the reward for the sound and safe return of my limbs? ”

The man's voice was mute and low, but the words could be knocked on her heart.

Seasonal warm face was embarrassed, but did not back off, looking at the man's face close by, staring at him with a few slight but still as dark as the inky sea: “When did you wake up? ”

Mo Jing looked at her deeply and smiled: “Just woke up. ”

“It's just over 6: 00, and the doctor says it'll take at least a dozen hours for the effect of the anesthetic to fade away, so why wake up now? ”

The little woman who leaned over to the ward was a lot thinner than when she was in T City, her chin was much sharper, and there were obvious signs of sleepless dark circles on her eyelids. Even if the lights weren't too bright, the look on her face was nowhere to be seen.

He picked his eyebrows slightly and muted: “Don't say it's been ten hours, it's just after the anesthetic. If you kiss me like this, I'll wake up too. ”

Season warm smiled and was about to bring over a chair in the ward to sit with him by the bed and take care of him.

I was just about to pick up the chair and suddenly I heard Mo Jingdeep say, "Don't sit down, come here and lie down. ”

Season Warm heard him move slightly, like trying to give her half the room.

She turned her head quickly: “Don't move, your wound has been torn several times already, now it is easy to finish the surgery, more restful, can not move within a few days! ”

“Dark circles are too big to hide. They come to me at 6: 00. You think you're a fairy and don't need to sleep?” The manly tone was stained with the usual instigation to show her the past with an eye.

Seasonal warmth had to walk back to the bed and sit down by the bed: “I slept, but what I saw and heard the other day was too intense, and I had nightmares, and it might take a while to recover. And you're talking about me? If you don't eat or drink for a few days, you'll survive. I've only slept a little less. Where's the fairy? ”

Mo Jingdeep ignored her strong words, and he was well aware of the recent changes in the warmth of the season.

She needed time to soothe those shocks, and he couldn't just stand there and watch her alone and be scared.

“It's early, and you need to rest. Sleeping alone can be a nightmare. Sleep right here with me, huh? ”

He lay flat, not moving as she had said, but his voice was impatient and gentle, causing her to lie down with him.

Although this bed is a single bed, it is also bigger than some general hospital beds, and there is plenty of room for seasonal warmth if it really lies down.

He was the only one in the quilt, she sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the sky outside the window, and then looked at the ink depth: “Then promise yourself not to move, in case anything goes wrong with the place you have sewn behind you because of me, I will never come to the ward again! ”

The man seemed to laugh, smiling lightly from his chest, not poking at her, trying to lie down and embarrassing to lie down, but responding with one voice: “Hmm. ”

Season Warm took the corner of the quilt, lifted it up and lay down directly beside her. Mo Jingdeep's hand held her directly. Season Warm cautiously patted his hand open: “We agreed not to move! ”

“Not even your hands?” Mo Jingdeep's voice is right in her ear.

“No, if the finger moves, the phalanx moves, the phalanx moves, the arm moves, then the shoulder, then the wound to the back and neck of the head, it doesn't move at all! ”

Seasonal warmth said that he was lying carefully like a great enemy, and didn't dare to touch him.

She couldn't have imagined sleeping next to Mo Jingdeep one day without daring to touch him.

“How vulnerable do you think I am? Can you hold a hand and pull a wound on your back?” Such a sentence was uttered by him, clearly a calm statement, but sounded like a twist, and even seemed to pinch some grievances that his daughter-in-law could not hold.

Seasonal warmth lay flat, looking at the crystalline incandescent lamp on the roof, lamenting that the hospital not only had a strong medical level, but even this specialist room was truly luxuriously renovated. If it wasn't for the colour tone, it would be nearly as fast as a five-star hotel if it wasn't for this white bed.

To keep his wound from spilling again, she simply flipped over gently in bed and looked at him like this: "I'm watching you sleep like this, okay? ”

“... how can I sleep if you look at me like that?” Men seem to smile and not smile.

Seasonal Warm: “How do I affect you? Shall I go back to my own ward? ”

He paused and slowly retracted the hand he was about to shake, answering meticulously: "Let's just lie here. ”

Next sentence, "- You can easily be frightened when you have nightmares, and here I can soothe you at any time. ”

Seasonal warmth silenced for two seconds.

“Have I had nightmares before? ”

Ink suddenly glanced at her and said, "Can your memory be any worse? ”

“ …… ”

“A few months ago, I had a fever, I held my hand and begged me not to go, I was shaking and I couldn't wake up dreaming. Don't you remember? ”

“ …… ”

Seems like this is happening.

“I haven't had those nightmares in a long time.” She leaned beside him, carefully placing her face on his unharmed side of the shoulder, muffled and whispering.

Mojing stared deeply at her for two seconds: “Go to sleep, I'm here. ”

“Mmm.”

Even though he couldn't move, he slowly covered her in a quilt.

“There is no only a peaceful country in the world, and if you want to go through it, you can always find a more chaotic country than Cambodia. The countries in the field will only see and hear more than those. Take time to watch more field news, and you will no longer have nightmares about the lives and deaths of these dead thugs. Those blood, they deserve it, they also lose their lives. Human life is fragile, living in a peaceful world, and this stability should be cherished. ”

“Hmm.” Season Warm knew he was counseling her.

I've heard before that many people who leave war-torn countries or special disaster scenes go to psychiatrists for psychological counseling, so some of the shadows of bloody life and death will last forever.

Her heart is not so fragile.

Because Mo Jingdeep moved his hand not much, season warm did not push his hand away, let him stick to her palm, five fingers grip.