62《A Little Kiss》

"Oh by the way, what happened to the woman who attacked me, brother?" Shura finally remembered and asked.

Hearing this question, Yifan said, "He ran away," his eyes gleaming cruelly.

Of course, he wasn't going to tell Shura that he killed her.

Even after he became a corpse with thousands of tortures and scars on his body, he even had his corpse fed to dogs without pity.

But he didn't want to tell Shura that.

"So he ran away," Shura muttered as she shook her head and reached for her cigarette.

As soon as Yifan saw him, he confiscated his cigarette and protested directly, saying, "Your body is still weak, not until you recover."

Shura also frowned and said, "I haven't been drinking for a long time, bro."

"Normally I don't want to limit you, Shura, but not with this body right now" Yifan stubbornly objected.

"Fine," Shura muttered, fiddling with the bed.

Shura felt her nerves tighten as she stared into the empty room.

Since when was he so good?!

When she tried to get out of bed, she felt dizzy and fell into a lap when she thought she was going to be on the floor.

Shura "..."

"Can't you just stand still?" Yifan said helplessly.

"I'm bored" Shura spoke as she was put back to bed by Shura Yifan.

"I want to go out bro"

Yifan shook his head.

"Impossible"

"Brother, you also say no to everything!" Shura grunted and turned her head towards him, refusing to turn around and look at him!

"I will carry you," Yifan said as he sighed and shook his head.

He couldn't walk. He also refused the wheelchair. What else was left?

Hearing this, Shura's eyes lit up.

"So it will be"

He sat on the bed and watched her approach him.

Yifan's sweet scent filled his nose, and Yifan was immersed in the sweet Shura scent.

"Where do you want to go ?" Yifan frowned slightly, looking at the frail body in his arms. Shura's body was getting weaker these days. Looks like he should have paid more attention to her.

"Anywhere, anywhere as long as it's outside the hospital!" Shura spoke with disgust, looking around the room.

Yifan advanced to the window and with one step dashed to the top of the opposite building. Pressing on the roof, he headed for the other roof and went to the highest place there.

Shura was in good spirits. These warm arms were making him groan, while the gentle breeze was making him sober.

'It's not such a bad thing for someone to carry you,' he thought, leaning on his brother's chest and looking up at the sky.

"Brother, your heart rate is getting faster," Shura said casually.

"Oh" Yifan didn't want to say anything.

"Is it comfortable?" she asked. "I'm often sleepy these days," said Shura, shaking her head and yawning.

"Your body still hasn't recovered, you need lots of sleep to recover," Yifan said.

"It's great to look at everyone from the top," Shura glossed over the subject as she looked around.

The two people standing at the top saw the things below like ants. Those big houses are like little toys.

"As if they'd be crushed if I touched them," Shura muttered, pointing at the people.

Yifan was silently watching his every move.

Shura finally lost interest and turned her gaze to Yifan. Touching his face, he said, "Brother, your skin is beautiful."

Like a curious baby discovering new things, he studied every trade of Yifan's face.

Yifan just stood there without touching her.

The only thing that changed was that his eyes got darker and deeper.

Finally, Yifan asked the question he couldn't help but remember.

"I heard you broke up with Ayuan?"

Hearing this question, Shura hesitated. He removed his hand from Yifan's face and said, "That's right, I didn't like him anyway." Yifan spoke again as he stared at the throwing gesture like that.

"Is that so? You were playing with him?"

Shura looked at him and grinned, "Why do you ask?" said.

Yifan was silent.

"I was just wasting time with him," Shura replied, turning her gaze to the view.

"So have you ever loved anyone?"

Shura looked at Yifan who asked the question.

"Do you think I look like the type to get hooked, bro?" He couldn't help his sarcastic tone.

"Brother come closer, I'll tell you a secret" Shura slyly smiled with a slight smile.

A small kiss was placed on Yifan's cheek as she bent over. He froze for a moment in surprise, turning his confused gaze to Shura, "Why?" she whispered.

"I'm a person who does whatever comes to my mind at that moment. Why? I don't know, it just wanted me to," said Shura happily.

"Shura, you can't act so recklessly." His tone was bitter and desperate, but mixed with sassiness. This person is pushing his own control with his actions!

"Hmm," Shura replied, muttering. When Yifan looked at him, he realized that Shura was already asleep with her head on his chest.

He sighed.

He looked up at the sky and questioned.

"Why ?"

Why is there such a person in your test?

He questioned many inner voices that he could not yet express, why?

-To be continued-