Rong Wan took the protagonist back to his room.
He was not drenched in rain and his body was dry and refreshing, but the protagonist was like a chicken in soup, with a blood-stained shirt pressed to his chest, and his short dark hair kept dripping with water.
Before entering his room, Jin Zhao hesitated for a while, and looked down at the dirt he had stepped on the carpet, a little uneasy.
But Rong Wan didn't care at all, “Come in, don't be stunned. ”
Just pull him into the bathroom and fill the bath with hot water.
The room where the protagonist lives has not been occupied before, so there is no bathtub installed.
It is not easy to ask the subordinates to clean up other rooms in the middle of the night, so they washed it in his room.
Jin Zhao sat down against the edge of the bathtub. Through the dense heat, he watched the general test the water temperature with his hands, still feeling like he was in a dream.
Why are you so good to him, and why are you still so good to him after seeing his dark side?
The joy in his heart trembled, making his blood still rushing very fast. Perhaps his gaze was too focused and eager, Rong Wan suddenly raised his head.——
Jin Zhao quickly looked away, his dark eyelashes hurriedly covering all emotions.
Being able to stay by the general's side is now the greatest well-being for him. He naturally wants to get this person, all the time.
I even want to drive everyone else away from this person, so that this person can only see him, and there is only him by his side...
But before he is not sure whether it will arouse the general's disgust, he must hide his dirty thoughts.
Well. With these dark and careful thoughts in his mind, he was walking on thin ice more than before.
“Okay, the water temperature is almost there. "Rong Wan looked at the protagonist and felt that he seemed to be a cub who had returned to the lair and was careful no matter what he did.
He still tried to tilt his head to prevent the drops of water from the end of his hair from dripping onto the floor. He couldn't help being funny and bitter.
So he casually pulled his bath towel off the wall tiles, walked to the protagonist, wrapped his head, and wiped him.
Jin Zhao suddenly stopped breathing. His vision was blocked by a large bath towel, and he could only see the fifth button on the general's pajamas near his lower abdomen-the general was addicted to even the buttons on his clothes.
The overwhelming air was all the breath of the general. He didn't dare to breathe, for fear that his breathing would be too heavy to expose something, but he couldn't help but want to inhale the smell of the general into his nose and throat.
He felt that he was really sick. He should have come by himself, how could he let this person do this for him?
But he couldn't help but pray that this person would continue to be so gentle, and he covet these tenderness.
Rong Wan wiped the protagonist's hair carefully, first rolled the top of his head twice, then wrapped it in a towel, pinched the end of his hair, and sucked out the drops of water.
Naturally, there is no way to dry it all at once, so I can only let the protagonist blow dry after taking a shower. After finally wiping it, he threw the wet bath towel aside and glanced at the wound on the protagonist's palm.
Fortunately, the protagonist's healing ability is fast enough, and there should be no major problem.
“Take off your clothes and take a bath. ”
But the protagonist hung his head, motionless, stiff as a slate, his fingers tugged at the edge of the bathtub, glowing red.
Just when Rong Wan thought that he had been injured somewhere, he unbuttoned his shirt and stepped into the bath, and was about to help him take it off-his mind turned, and Rong Wan reacted, his face suddenly turned red.
I'm still here, of course the protagonist is embarrassed to undress!
Before he realized it, he looked at the protagonist as if he was looking at the founder's small print, magnanimously.
Once he realized something, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
Rong Wan endured the hot steam in the bathroom, hurriedly put all kinds of shower gels and clean new pajamas beside him, then turned around and went out.
After a long time, there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. The faint smell of blood was washed away and replaced by the smell of fragrant shower gel.
*
After Rong finished, he changed into his pajamas again outside, closed the window, turned on the bedside lamp, and got into the quilt to lie down.
In fact, he didn't deliberately pay attention to the expression on his face in the bathroom just now, or deliberately made his voice cold, but he was not punished by the rules.——
Rong Wan: “Why is this? ” He had noticed a long time ago that as the protagonist stayed by his side for longer, he occasionally did not act exactly as Nagisa Jing's face looked like frost, but his temples rarely tingled anymore.
But this point is only for the protagonist, not for others. If he does not look tight in front of those subordinates, he will still be punished for violating the character's character.
After a systematic analysis, he said, “The rules are judged according to the existing impressions of Zhu Jing by others. Zhu Jing has always been cold and unsmiling in front of others, so if you violate that impression and make others feel strange, the rules will punish you.
But for the protagonist, he has never seen the real Nagisa Jing-”
In other words, the protagonist saw him from beginning to end.
The existing impression of him at the beginning was based on rumors, and as long as he violated that rumor, he would be punished.
However, as the protagonist stayed by his side for a long time, his image in the protagonist's heart gradually became three-dimensional.
He would not violate his own character and would no longer be punished. In other words, when others see him, they are looking at Jing through him. But when the protagonist looks at him, he is just looking at him.
After clarifying this point, Rong Wan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether to say that the rule was rigorous enough, or to say that the rule was still humane.
If he had always had to be Nagisa Jing in front of the protagonist, maybe he and the protagonist would not be able to reach this point yet.
**
The protagonist took a long time to finish washing, and after a long time, he was almost drowsy, so he came out of the bathroom and put on clean pajamas.
Only the warm light in the bathroom was on, and after Rong finished opening his eyes, he saw that after the protagonist was washed, he was no different from the little boy who was dressed in ordinary people's clothes and food-except for the slightly terrifying mask on his face.
The protagonist walked over and made a slightly dry voice in his throat: "General, I'm done washing. ”
He hasn't spoken for too long. Both his tone and voice are a bit strange, but they are not unpleasant.
But he himself seemed to feel that he didn't speak well, so he rarely spoke in front of Rong Wan.
Even if he spoke, he spoke slowly, trying to speak clearly from word to word.
After Rong Wan knew that the rules were no longer restricted in front of the protagonist, the expression on his face became much more relaxed, and under the reflection of the bedside lamp, he could even be called gentle.
He was half lying down, beckoned, and said to the protagonist in a gentle voice: "Come here and give you some medicine. ”
Jin Zhao was startled. Rong Wan thought he hadn't heard him clearly, and repeated again: “Wipe the medicine, come here. ”
This is the first time that Jin Zhao has seen the general's expression so gentle-it's so soft, those light brown eyes are so shining, and the voice becomes not like the general's usual, like a caress, and the rotation falls on Jin Zhao's heart, as if it can wipe out all the anger and sorrow in his heart.
Jin Zhao felt like he was in a dream like never before——
His heart trembled fiercely, and he was even so happy that he thought sadly, can he also get these blessings? Is he really okay?
He even felt that this was his happiest moment since he was born, and he couldn't imagine anything that would make him happier than now.
Before his brain made a command, his legs had involuntarily walked towards the general, as if instinctively seeking warmth.
Rong Wan simply applied medicine to several wounds on his palms and shoulders.
In addition to the new wounds on the palms of his hands, there are some old scars on his shoulders.
Although they heal quickly, those scars are difficult to eliminate in the end, which makes his shoulders and back look a little hideous.
One of those scars is unbearable for ordinary people, but he…… Rong Wan wiped it silently, perhaps because of pity, his fingertips became softer and softer.
There was a thin layer of goose bumps everywhere Jin Zhao was touched by him, as if there was an electric current running through. Finally finished applying the medicine.
"Alright. "After Rong finished putting away the ointment, he pinched the back neck of the protagonist who was sitting meekly on the edge of the bed like a fawn, and touched the end of his hair by the way.
Hewas dry and ready to sleep. Seeing that the protagonist's whole body was stiff and did not dare to move, his eyelashes were lowered, and he did not dare to lift his gaze to see him, Rong Wan finally couldn't help but smiled and said, “Jin Zhao, go to sleep, see you tomorrow. ”