"I am sorry."

Lin Yuyan was also stunned, hurriedly lowered his head, and asked incredulously, "You, what did you say?"

Gu Yaoyang said blankly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't tease you or call you squeamish."

His sudden change in attitude caught Lin Yuyan by surprise, and hurriedly said, "No, it doesn't matter, I actually didn't take it to heart."

Gu Yaoyang nodded, raised Lin Yuyan's fingers to help him blow, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Yuyan was already afraid of pain, but touching a knife with a knife was even more painful, and he endured it for a long time without daring to say it, feeling a little wronged: "It hurts..."

After he said this, he immediately regretted it. Gu Yaoyang's flat expression had a smile on his face, and he blew for him again, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, he is a squeamish bag."

Chapter 8

Gu Yaoyang cooked dinner in the same way. It was a lot neater. It was a bowl of white flowers, clear soup with little water and no embellishments.

After all, the only tomato was wasted by Lin Yuyan, so he could only make do with it.

But the taste is surprisingly good, and don't know what to put in the soup. Lin Yuyan was still studying, Gu Yaoyang had already finished eating, he hurriedly drank the last mouthful of soup and followed.

"Let me see the wound on your back."

Gu Yaoyang sat on the sofa packing the medicine box, but did not respond. Lin Yuyan could see that he only opened his mouth when he wanted to speak, and ignored people when he didn't want to.

This habit is too self-willed, so he pouted and walked over and said, "Let's take a look, it will definitely hurt after those two hits." Gu Yaoyang still ignored him, he hesitated for a while, sat on the sofa, pinched him T-shirt, lifted up.

Sure enough, there was a red spot on the back, a little bruised, it shouldn't be serious. But Lin Yuyan's expression was still stunned. Gu Yaoyang had more than one injury on his back. The sturdy back was covered with mottled scars, deep and shallow. One of them seemed to be cut flat, from left to right, across the shoulder blades.

"It hurts, does it hurt?" Lin Yuyan asked subconsciously.

"Um?"

"Injury on the back."

"It doesn't hurt."

Liar, how could it not hurt. The skin on his hand was broken and he was about to cry in pain, not to mention such a deep and long wound. Although it looked like an old wound, it should be fine now, but at the time, didn't know how painful it was.

Without Gu Yaoyang's consent, he took the medicine box over, found a bottle of blood-activating and stasis-removing spray from it, and asked, "Can you spray it for you?"

Gu Yaoyang looked at him for a few seconds, and it was a default.

Lin Yuyan nodded, rolled up all his T-shirts, and sprayed a few times on the spot where he was injured today.

So...that should be fine, right? Still using too much processing?

The cold feeling stopped. Gu Yaoyang waited for Lin Yuyan to return the spray. After waiting for a few seconds, he saw no movement. He turned his head and found that he was holding his mobile phone to seriously check the information. After a while, he raised his head and said embarrassedly: "It seems that we need to apply heat first, the order is wrong..." He wanted to go to the bathroom to find towels, Gu Yaoyang put down his clothes, stood up and said, "Forget it, that's it."

Lin Yuyan said, "Is this okay?"

Gu Yaoyang met his suspicious eyes and said indifferently, "It's okay if no one cares."

At night, Lin Yuyan slept in Gu Yaoyang's bedroom. There was only one bed and a wardrobe in the room. He volunteered to sleep on the ground with only a thin cotton mattress. It was very hard. , can only close his eyes and count sheep silently.

Lin Yuyan seldom stayed outside, and travel was not counted. After all, the hotel conditions were very good, and the bed was soft. Only a few times the conditions were bad. It was a study trip organized by the school. The purpose was to experience life, and the bed was hard. He couldn't sleep either, and he counted ten thousand sheep, but in the end they were all messed up.

Thinking about it now, the hard wooden bed is quite comfortable, with at least three layers of cushions. After thinking about it, fell asleep, and felt that the floor was not so hard anymore. Sure enough, anything, as long as you get used to it Just fine. He murmured two inaudible sleep words, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Lin Yuyan woke up. He didn't have to get up early in the summer vacation. He wanted to stay for a while, and suddenly remembered that this was Gu Yaoyang's home, and hurriedly got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

Sensing that something was amiss, he retreated.

The cushions on the ground were already rolled up, and the blankets on the bed were not folded. He slept all night and just lifted them.

Gu Yaoyang wasn't there, he didn't know when he went out, the sun shone in from the window, looked out through the window, and there seemed to be no blood flowing on the calm street.

Lin Yuyan simply rinsed his mouth and prepared to leave. After thinking about it, he still had to talk to Gu Yaoyang. He found the paper and pen. Before he could finish writing the first word, he heard a knock on the door.

A little boy stood outside the door, holding two skewers of roasted pork belly in his hand, and shouted happily, "Brother!"

Is it the kid met in the car yesterday, Hu Dongdong?

Lin Yuyan was a little surprised, squatted down to be level with him, smiled and said, "Dongdong, good morning."

Hu Dongdong said: "It's not early, it's half past ten, my brother is sleeping in!"

Lin Yuyan was a little embarrassed and scratched his hair.

Hu Dongdong said, "I got up at eight o'clock and went to Uncle Zhu's house to let him roast pork belly! But he slept late like my brother, so I poked his dimples to wake him up." Chuan handed it to him, Lin Yuyan took it and asked, "Why did you go so early?"

Generally speaking, barbecue is eaten more at noon or at night, right?

"Because I said I wanted to invite my brother to eat. Brother Yaoyang said you were leaving today. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat."

Lin Yuyan was stunned, he didn't actually take this sentence seriously, he thought it was a kid who was joking and casually talking about it, so he could not help rubbing his hair apologetically, the roast pork belly was already cold, and he didn't know how long the kid had been waiting outside. .

Hu Dongdong said, "Brother, try it, I know Uncle Zhu very well. Every time he bakes for me, he brushes two layers of honey. It's so sweet!"