Chapter 357: Gaming god, don't be autistic 22

He held the note tightly in his hand and waited until he returned to normal.
Explain well, maybe she will listen.
The more I think about it, the more I faint.
He just walked a few steps, his body was shaking, and he was about to fall to the ground.
At this time, Su Yan found the first aid kit somewhere in the living room.
Was coming up carrying it.
I saw Ji Yan's hand wrapped in gauze, and after such a short time, blood was dripping down his finger.
The blood penetrated the gauze, ticking, dripping to the ground.
She pursed her mouth, and when she walked over, she found that he seemed extremely uncomfortable.
In the next second, Ji Yan fell on the ground like this.
She took three steps and two steps, and hugged Ji Yan.
Damn it.
The two fell to the ground together.
Su Yan saw that his painful complexion turned pale, and he reached out and patted his cheek.
"Ji Yan? Ji Yan?"
As he said, his fingers pinched the people.
Probably her method worked.
The darkness gradually regained clarity.
Su Yan's voice came from his ears, opened his eyes, and the nervous face appeared in his sight.
Su Yan's eyes are serious
"How are you?"
Ji Yan looked at Su Yan, and after a long time he was sure that he was not dreaming.
Those physical pains are gradually disappearing.
He opened his mouth, but the first sentence was
"Did you not leave?"
Su Yan looked at him at this uneasy and helpless look, and his eyes fell on his injured wrist again.
The pink lips gradually pursed.
A bit cold
"You like self-abuse? Deliberately make your wrist like this?"
Xiaohua listened and took a breath.
Is the host angry?
Are you angry with the hero? ?
In Xiaohua's cognition, the host is very behaving, and too indifferent to everything around here.
I don't know whether all beings are equal in the eyes of its host, or whether it is not in the eyes of anyone.
So that Xiaohua rarely sees the host angry.
Not to mention being angry with the hero.
Ji Yan froze, and then silently wanted to hide his bleeding wrist in his cuff.
Su Yan pursed his lips, watching his movements, making a sound
"Don't hide the injured hand."
As she said, she opened her palms and gestured.
Ji Yan looked at her, hesitated for a while, and still passed his hand slowly.
She lowered her head, stretched out her hand, and took the gauze apart to him bit by bit.
Suddenly, a deep slit in his wrist appeared in front of him.
Ji Yan also wanted to hide behind.
But Su Yan was clutching. s
She took a piece of candy from her pocket.
He peeled off the sugar skin and stuffed the soft and white sugar directly into his mouth.
Then, pick up the disinfectant and disinfect it bit by bit, and wipe off the blood.
Beside the deep opening, count the scars that had healed appear.
Looking at those scars, it seems that they have been traces for a long time.
Her hand paused, and after a while, she still bandaged him.
The white gauze covered the blood-stained opening.
Wait until everything is done.
Su Yan looked at her hand.
Still holding his injured arm.
Look at him, although his face is pale, but his face is clear and there is no pain.
Ji Yan seems to be caught up in the candy-eating thing.
The sweet smell filled his mouth almost instantly.
Until Su Yan speaks
"I touch you, you don't hurt anymore?"
Ji Yan came back to his senses, and the two looked at each other, then looked at the place where the skin touched.
It’s a bit hot, but it’s almost negligible compared to the previous pain that pierces the skin.