Chapter 239

"Don't cry, I won't touch porcelain. Help me up first." an Xiaochu was not sure whether he was seriously injured, but felt a huge pain in his calf.

"OK, be careful." the little girl was about to cry. Hearing what an Xiaochu said, she immediately burst into tears and smiled.

Seeing this, her companion hurried over, and several little girls surrounded an Xiaochu stood up from the ground.

"Sister, your calf is injured! A lot of blood!" it has been hot in mid May in city A. An Xiaochu is wearing a light brown dress with a skirt above his knee today. As soon as she stood up, the little girls immediately found that her calf was hurt.

An Xiaochu naturally felt the wet of his legs. When he looked down, he really shed a lot of blood.

At the place where she fell just now, there was a tin tab of a can.

"Let me wipe it for you." the tears of the little girl who hit an Xiaochu immediately came out again, pitifully taking out a paper towel from her schoolbag.

"It's all right, a little skin trauma." now there's no pain when he was just scratched. An Xiaochu thought, but he was scratched on the surface skin.

"Sobbing -" the little girl sobbed, holding a paper towel close to an Xiaochu's calf, ready to wipe the blood for her.

"I'll come."

An Xiaochu suddenly raised his head, just opposite the man's with anxious eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Qin Ziang didn't care about an Xiaochu's question. The little girl took the paper in her hand and wiped it carefully. The look seemed to treat the precious treasure.

The little girl was a little worried because she was robbed of paper. After seeing Qin Ziang's appearance clearly, he immediately blushed and looked shy.

"Big brother, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt my sister." the little girl's eyes are red, like a rabbit.

Qin Ziang didn't say a word. He wiped it quietly and gently. When the scratched skin came out, an Xiaochu obviously felt that the air pressure around him became lower, and a group of little girls didn't dare to breathe. They were all frightened.

"I'm fine, you go home quickly and be careful on the way." to be fair, the injury on your leg is not serious, at most a little skin injury. An Xiaochu smiled generously at several little girls.

Qin Ziang's cold face can't be carried by anyone.

The little girl felt an Xiaochu's kindness, quickly pushed up her bike, nodded at an Xiaochu, and didn't forget to apologize when she left.

"Well... Thank you for helping me. I'll go back first."

When all the little girls left, there was a red light. An Xiaochu thanked him awkwardly and was going to the supermarket with his bag.

Why Qin Ziang appeared here, she selectively ignored.

Qin Ziang still didn't say a word and stood still. An Xiaochu walked past him quickly. He accidentally pulled the wound between his movements, and couldn't care about a burst of pain.

The delicate eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball, and the two green astringency under the eyes were very obvious on the white face. Qin Ziang's eyes moved from an Xiaochu's face to her bleeding wound. Is that how she took care of herself after he set her free.

"I regret it." Qin Ziang's voice was very low, mixed in the traffic flow, people could hardly hear clearly. An Xiaochu's back was almost undetectable. He paused and insisted on taking a step.

He regretted that he shouldn't let her alone! She should stay with herself!

Qin Ziang thought, and his actions did not fall. One second before an Xiaochu stepped on the crosswalk, his body suddenly took off. Qin Ziang holds an Xiaochu horizontally and the princess in a proper posture.

Pedestrians on the road cast surprised eyes, and he walked calmly. His face remained unchanged, as if he were doing an ordinary thing.

An Xiaochu's eyes fell on the blue beard residue on his chin, and his heart suddenly hurt.

"Put me down, I can go myself!"

"I'll never let you go." Qin Ziang lowered his head, his eyes met, clear and dark, with different implications. As if, but have the same emotion.

An Xiaochu was taken to the hospital by Qin Ziang.

The doctor simply treated an Xiaochu's wound and took the nurse away. Only an Xiaochu and Qin Ziang are left in the ward.

On the way here, they didn't say a word.

More than a month has opened the distance between them.

"You..."

"You..."

They spoke and stopped at the same time. Qin Ziang motioned an Xiaochu with his eyes and said first.

"You go to see a doctor, too." on the way here, they didn't communicate much, and an Xiaochu didn't find Qin Ziang abnormal. When I got to the hospital and heard him communicate with the doctor, I realized that his voice was very low and hoarse. It seemed that he was ill.

"Are you hungry? I'll buy you something to eat." Qin Ziang didn't seem to expect an Xiao to care about himself, and his black eyes twinkled.

"No, I'm all right. Shanshan is still waiting for me at home." the two sat staring at each other in the ward, adding embarrassment.

An Xiaochu said he would bend down and wear shoes.

Qin Ziang took a quick step, squatted down beside the hospital bed and brought her shoes. Hold her ankle and put her foot in her shoe.

An Xiaochu is wearing a pair of white flat shoes today. It takes almost no effort. Qin Ziang has put the shoes on her feet.

The warmth of skin contact did not cool down with Qin Ziang's rise. An Xiaochu's face slowly turned red, and those same emotions in his mind were rising.

"Thank you." ambiguity makes the air more depressed.

An Xiaochu stood up slowly with his bag in his hands. Reason told her to leave. If you let ambiguity ferment, she will really become a despised woman.

An Xiaochu almost trotted to the door. When she held the door handle, her hand was obviously shaking.

"Why force yourself to stay with me?" there were footsteps behind. An Xiaochu's thin waist was tightly hugged in his arms. The man's burning breath sprayed on her ear, constantly disturbing an Xiaochu's thinking.

She's forcing herself?

Qin Ziang saw very clearly that she was forcing her feelings - but so what. Is it wrong that she doesn't want to be a woman whose face she despises?

I don't know where I'm going.

An Xiaochu closed his eyes and opened them again. After repeated several times, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Do you remember what others said about me on the night of the party? Qin Ziang, a tangled old mistress, I admit that I have feelings for you, but I haven't weighed myself. In the future, I will learn to put it down slowly. Without anyone, I still live like this!"

An Xiaochu firmly opened Qin Ziang's hands on his waist and walked out without any hesitation.

There is no mirror here. She can't see it. Her figure is very bleak.

Qin Ziang's heart seemed to be punctured, and he subconsciously wanted to stay.

"Is Mrs. Qin's address so important?" his big hand wrapped around an Xiaochu's wrist.

"You don't understand!" an Xiaochu said, vigorously broke free and left without looking back.

He doesn't understand how painful it is to live in this world nameless. When she was an orphan, she was always ridiculed and abused because she had no name.

It's not easy to grow up. You don't have to live as a child. How could she let herself go back to the dark again.

An Xiaochu walked resolutely!

Qin Ziang clenched his fist angrily and hit the solid concrete wall. The flesh collided with the solid. I think it's a distressed voice.

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"I asked you to buy a dish. Where did you buy it? It was pressed by the dish?" an Xiaochu returned home as usual with the dish named by Zhou Shanshan in his hand.

Before going to the hospital, she specially sent a wechat to Zhou Shanshan to tell her that she had something to do and would be home later.

"I put things on the table." an Xiaochu poured a glass of water and drank it slowly. The warm fruit tea was sour and sweet, as if it could cool people's heart.

"I said where have you been, and Su Di is looking for you?" an Xiaochu's circle of friends counted a few people, and Zhou Shanshan knew almost everyone. An Xiaochu suddenly came home late. She subconsciously thought of Su Di.

If the two could make a pair, she would be half a matchmaker! Zhou Shanshan smiled and turned to chat with an Xiaochu. But with sharp eyes, an Xiaochu found gauze on his calf.

"Are you hurt? How did you get it? You went to the hospital just now?"

Zhou Shanshan shook off the little vegetables in her hand and ran to an Xiaochu a few steps. She asked anxiously.

An Xiaochu was frightened by her extreme reaction and almost choked to death.

The throat is hot, but the heart is warm.

"It's all right. I was hit by a bicycle. I have a small wound. I don't even have to fight tetanus."

Generally, if the trauma is a little more serious, it will break the cold needle.

No, that means it's a skin injury. Zhou Shanshan doesn't study medicine, but she still has this common sense.

"Really, why don't you look good?" Zhou Shanshan stared at an Xiaochu up and down, and an Xiaochu subconsciously touched his face.

"Probably scared."

"Be careful next time. You've been in trouble recently. Why don't we go to the temple sometime that day to worship."

Zhou Shanshan screwed up the ingredients on the table and went to the kitchen to deal with them. She still remembered an Xiaochu's bad luck in her mind.

"You went to talk about cooperation today. What was the result?" an Xiaochu estimated that worshipping Buddha could not stop his bad luck. Simply changed the topic and asked about Zhou Shanshan's work progress.

"It's OK. It's just a bit of a pit father. The company is very close to Li Yang's place of work. I don't feel happy when I think about it."

Zhou Shanshan's ex boyfriend is the best. An Xiaochu has personally experienced it. Very considerate nodded in agreement, and asked Zhou Shanshan if she needed to change jobs with herself. Anyway, the cooperation has just begun, and it doesn't hurt to change people.

Zhou Shanshan thought for a long time, but she still didn't agree. She's just a scum man. She doesn't believe she can't get through this.

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The next day, Zhou Shanshan went to the cooperative company. An Xiaochu went to work alone as usual, but before entering the studio, an Xiaochu glanced around for several times. Finally, his eyes fell on a black business car across the street.