Chapter 1862 What Does It Mean Again?

"The wound is open, have you practiced your sword!?" Su Yu looked up at Xing Yi and said displeasedly.

"..." Xing Yi looked at Su Yu holding his hand, and the angry eyes that looked up were so familiar. Once upon a time, when he was injured, he could always see her eyes like this. After such a long time, he saw it again.

"You still practice swords when you are injured! Don't you want your hand!?" Su Yu said with a cold face, "Where is the medicine? Go change it."

"In front." Xing Yi raised his finger in one direction, Su Yu glared at Xing Yi angrily, dragged Xing Yi and walked towards the courtyard, his mouth was full of displeasure, very unhappy Talking on the side.

Xing Yi silently followed behind Su Yu, letting Su Yu hold his hand, his heart was beating up and down. For some reason, Xing Yi suddenly thought that it would be nice if this journey could never be finished.

But just think about it.

"Sit here and don't move." Su Yu pushed Xing Yi into the room to sit, then turned to go to the medicine box, Xing Yi sat on the seat, slightly bent his eyebrows and smiled at Su Yu's movements, and then seemed to think of something Generally speaking, his face was slightly silent.

Su Yu took the medicine and gauze and walked over, sat down beside Xing Yi, stretched out his hand to untie the blood-stained gauze, looked at the split wound and frowned fiercely, the wound on the wrist was nothing like was hurt by someone.

"Xing Yi, what have you done to yourself!?" Su Yu's eyes were full of astonishment, looking at the bloody wound, he looked up at Xing Yi and said.

"I didn't do anything." Xing Yi replied very silently.

"Then what happened to this wound!?" Su Yu frowned tightly.

"Don't tell me, it was accidentally scratched!" Su Yu looked sideways at Xing Yi and said, "You made this wound yourself, do you want to die!? Xing Yi When did you become like this? Cowardly!?"

"I'm cowardly?" Xing Yi frowned when he heard Su Yu's words.

"Su Yu, don't you think that my injury is because of you, and I don't want to live anymore, so I cut my wrists and committed suicide!?" Xing Yi slowly approached Su Yu, narrowing his eyes slightly and said.

"I..." Seeing Xing Yi approaching so closely, Su Yu swallowed silently and said, "I didn't say anything..."

"You really are..." Xing Yi just looked at Su Yu quietly. The two of them were so close that they seemed to be able to feel each other's breath. Su Yu felt uncomfortable all over and turned slightly. Head, wanting to avoid Xing Yi's body.

But Xing Yi was pressed hard on the soft couch, the wound on the wrist split open again, bright red blood flowed on Su Yu's hand, Su Yu's eyes were full of astonishment, and he stretched out his hand to push Xing Yi wants to remind Xing Yi.

But at the moment of opening his mouth, Xing Yi leaned over and kissed him fiercely. Su Yu's eyes widened. He wanted to struggle but didn't dare to struggle. Thinking of Xing Yi's hand, if he struggled, he would hold it even tighter. In the flow, the scorching kiss carried an aura of death.

It was a kind of silent lingering, Su Yu was kissed in a messy manner, under the heavy panting, Xing Yi slowly straightened up, those dark eyes stared deeply at Su Yu.

"What do you mean by what you look like now?" Su Yu looked at Xing Yi, the emotion in his beautiful eyes was so frightening.