Lu Beiyao stopped and looked at her, "Of course I care. If you’re crushed by them all at once, who would I seek out bit by bit to pay for your life?"
Li Siru raised her burned arm and placed it in front of him, the patch of purple-red growing heavier, as if the blood would spill out at any moment!
She swung her arm slightly, "It’s just a burn! Oh, and a bruise! It’s not going to kill me. This counts as helping you torment me too!"
She spoke casually, without a hint of pain on her face.
Lu Beiyao suddenly grasped her arm, holding that blood-soaked redness, as if really wanting to squeeze it until the blood flowed.
She only frowned in pain but bit her lip and made no sound.
Lu Beiyao forcefully led her to the room, then almost rudely tossed her onto the sofa. When Li Siru thought he was going to do something, he unexpectedly took out the medical kit from the drawer and started applying ointment to her arm.
Pain! Cool yet hurting!
But she pursed her lips, remained silent!
"Get smarter in the future! If you don’t mind this little pain! When you’re fully healed, I can do it all over again!" he spoke coldly.
Li Siru was startled inside, thinking he cared about her, but it turned out he merely... Even if it’s torment, even if it’s not lethal, he insisted on personally causing it for her!
This was the greatest pain for her!
How dare she hope that he cared for her!
Li Siru laughed, a bit like crying, "Lu Beiyao, why did you suddenly hold my hand in the backyard earlier?"
Lu Beiyao paused with the hand applying medicine, then slowly put the things back in the medical kit. Standing up, he gave her a cold sneer, went to put the kit away, and turned to say to her, "You think that was holding hands? Then, should we try it again?"
Would he squeeze her hand hard again? They say the fingers are connected to the heart, pain in the hand means pain in the heart, wouldn’t it stop feeling so numb?
Li Siru stood up and slowly walked to him, then stood in front of him, looked up and said, "Alright then!"
She reached over, Lu Beiyao’s hand stiffened momentarily, she directly interlocked fingers and held his hand. Lu Beiyao’s hand remained open, not curling in, just darkly pressing his brow, looking down at her with still icy eyes.
Li Siru slowly raised the interlocked hands, lifting them to his chest, she smiled, her charming face appearing incredibly sweet with two dimples, "Lu Beiyao, you don’t want to divorce me because you’re afraid if you let me go, you’ll have to watch me interlock fingers with someone else, right?"
Lu Beiyao’s whole body trembled, as if hit with a home truth, he sharply furrowed his brow, his face grew darker, and he grasped the interlocked hand harder, pulling him into his embrace, "Yes! How could I bear to watch you interlock fingers with someone else?"
He watched Li Siru with a half-smile, the intimate contact and ambiguous air made her numb heart soften slightly.
In an instant, he said: "What right do you have to be this happy?"
Li Siru’s mind suddenly buzzed, "Yes! But, what if I feel so happy being by your side?"
Lu Beiyao’s eyes suddenly widened, anger reaching its peak, "Li Siru, how shameless can you be?! Saying something like that?!"
He abruptly pushed her away, she couldn’t stand steady and fell to the ground!