Pei Chuanâs footsteps paused, there was no emotional change on his face, and he walked to the side of the hospital bed as if nothing had happened.
The man was tall and straight, casting a shadow on the hospital bed.
Lin Suici hugged his knees, raised his eyes again, and glanced anxiously at the man standing beside the bed. He was caught off guard by those sharp and deep eyes, which were like a thousand-foot deep pool out of anger.
His slender body shrank subconsciously.
Pei Chuan took all the reactions of Lin Suici in his eyes.
He sat casually on the chair next to him.
As soon as he raised his hand, Lin Suici turned his head and ducked back, his drooping and thick eyelashes trembling slightly uneasy, covering the emotions in his eyes.
The manâs slender and beautiful hand paused in mid-air for a while, then took it back as if nothing had happened.
He looked at the young manâs hands wrapped in gauze, and a wrist was exposed. The white and shiny skin was covered with bruises and bruises. The wrist bones were distinct, and it looked very slender without much flesh.
There is also a slap print on the cheek that had been swollen, which was very annoying.
âDoes it hurt?â Pei Chuan said suddenly.
His voice was very magnetic, deep and mellow, perhaps to not frighten Lin Suici, he deliberately slowed down his tone, a little less indifference and alienation.
Lin Suiciâs eyelids moved, but he still hugged his knees, lowered his head, and didnât speak.
The fair and slender back of the neck was exposed to Pei Chuanâs sight, and it was so fragile that it seemed to be broken when it was touched.
Pei Chuan pursed his lips, moved his thin lips, and slowed down his tone again: âDonât be afraid, Iâm not a bad person.â
At this time, the two bodyguards standing outside the door looked at each other, why did these words sound familiar?
Itâs okay not to say it. After hearing this, Lin Suici flinched again, and didnât dare to look up at Pei Chuan at all.
Seeing his reaction, Pei Chuan frowned invisibly, seemingly displeased.
âThat Mr. Pei, he just woke up and may not be in a stable mood.â It was Li Tesuke who was standing behind.
âCan I have a word with him?â
Pei Chuan realized that Lin Suici seemed to be afraid of him, or of any strangers, as the bodyguard said just now.
He glanced at Li Tesuke and nodded.
Li Tesuke stepped forward and smiled at Lin Suici, âLast night you fainted in the rain. It was our boss who rescued you and sent you to the hospital himself.
â Are you afraid?â
Assistant Liâs voice was clear and gentle, even a little gentle, which made people feel a little more intimate.
After a while, Lin Suici raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Li Tesukeâs appearance is gentle, and he also wears a pair of thin-rimmed metal-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose, adding a little bookish air for no reason. His smile is gentle and kind, like a brother next door.
All in all, he was much friendlier than the two sturdy bodyguards and Pei Chuan who exuded indifference.
Lin Suici pursed his lips and still didnât speak, but he didnât show the same fear as seeing Pei Chuan.
Seeing hope, Li Tesuke continued, âAre you thirsty? Do you want to drink water?â
Lin Suici pursed his dry lips and nodded lightly.
After getting the little beautyâs response, Li Tesuke was quite happy, âWait, Iâll pour water for you.â
As soon as he turned around, he was caught off guard by the expressionless face of his own boss. The smile slowly faded.
âI donât know why, but I always feel that this president seems a little unhappy.â