Jiang Hexun subconsciously glanced at Shang Jinzhou next to him, took a few steps away, and involuntarily lowered his voice into the microphone, "Can you stop being so overbearing? Otherwise, after the opening dance, I will talk to you again."
You dance, okay?"
The girl beside her spoke in a consultative tone, her delicate voice soft and soft, with a hint of coquettishness.
Shang Jinzhou listened silently, his face cold, but a dim light appeared slightly under his eyes.
He put his hands into his trouser pockets and clenched them slightly into fists.
After the girl finished the phone call, his fisted hand finally let go.
He asked quietly: "Did Yan Er call?"
"Well, he mentioned the opening dance again."
Shang Jinzhou looked at her with dark eyes, "I can talk to your grandfather."
Jiang Hexun hesitated. Compared with her previous persistence in the hospital, her attitude was obviously a little looser.
"Can you really persuade my grandpa?"
Shang Jinzhou's chest began to feel a slight astringency, uninterrupted and dense, as if being pricked by needles.
This kind of discomfort of not getting what he wanted made him think about it all the time. There was helplessness and pain, but in the end he could only endure it by himself.
He opened his eyes slightly, waited for a while, then suppressed the astringent feeling in his body, then hummed flatly and said two words: "Okay."
Jiang Hexun finally smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."
"Need not."
Shang Jinzhou's tone was slightly harsh.
Next, the two of them were speechless again.
Jiang Hexun glanced outside the garden, "Why hasn't Yan Yan come yet?"
Shang Jinzhou: "Maybe you have other things to do, do you want to go back?"
Jiang Hexun nodded, "Okay."
The merchant's garden was very large, and the two of them walked for almost five or six minutes. Jiang Hexun's pace gradually slowed down.
Shang Jinzhou slowed down a little, turned his face and noticed that her hand had been slightly covering her stomach.
"What's wrong with your stomach?"
he asks.
Jiang Hexun frowned, "It's okay, I just have a slight stomachache. I'll be fine after a while."
Shang Jinzhou paused and asked, "Is your menstrual period coming?"
Jiang Hexun looked up at him in surprise, "It seems so."
How did the merchant brother know?
She was a little embarrassed when he told such a private matter.
In fact, Shang Jinzhou did not deliberately inquire about her privacy.
It was just that when she was in high school, Yanyan accidentally mentioned that she fainted due to menstrual cramps. He had always been very sensitive to numbers and dates, so he wrote it down.
Counting the time, it should be today.
Shang Jinzhou came slightly closer to her and wanted to reach out to help her, but finally gave up.
"Can I leave?"
Jiang Hexun hunched his back slightly and felt his stomach hurting more and more, but he still endured it and said, "I can walk."
The girl's face looked even paler under the light.
At this time, Shang Yan finally arrived.
She was shocked when she saw Jiang Hexun's pitiful expression.
"Xunxun, what's wrong with you?"
We haven't seen each other for a few minutes, why is this happening?
How does her eldest brother take care of people?
Shang Jinzhou said calmly: "She has dysmenorrhea."
"ah?"
Shang Yan had already forgotten the day when Jiang Hexun was on her period. She rolled her eyes and was shocked, "Brother, why don't you help Xunxun?
Just let her go like this alone?"
The two of them were about to say something, but she suddenly pulled Xunxun and pushed him into Shang Jinzhou's arms.
The girl's soft body bumped into him, and Shang Jinzhou's body froze slightly.
"Brother, what are you doing?
A girl with menstrual cramps can’t walk at all, so hurry up and take Xunxun back!”
That surprised tone sounded like Jiang Hexun was seriously ill.