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Chapter 19 I am not your gift for friendship! 2

The shiny knife and fork slipped from the fingers and fell on the delicate porcelain plate, making a crisp clanging sound, which was particularly shocking in the suddenly quiet atmosphere.

Qin Shanuan's lips lost their color, and the appearance on her face was almost as white as the porcelain in front of her.

She didn't know how to answer. It was a past that she didn't want to mention. Even Shi Tianyu was considerate and didn't ask. She had been nervously waiting for Shi Tianyu to speak, but he never touched her.

The wound made her relax. But she didn't expect that she would be asked this question in the most unprepared situation.

Memories came overwhelmingly like a tsunami, overlapping images and chaotic images tearing at her head.

"Warm!" She heard a low cry, her body fell softly, and her consciousness slipped into boundless darkness.

My head hurts...

It hurts...

Whose hand touched her face so gently, as if treating a rare treasure?

Whose hand moved on her forehead, conveying warm heat, as if it eliminated her pain with magic?

Whose hand was gently stroking her hair, making it tingling and tender, making her want to sigh softly?

Dim yellow light seeped into her eyes bit by bit, and with her eyelashes trembling slightly, Qin Shanuan opened her eyes.

"Are you awake?" The rough voice showed the owner's worry and exhaustion, and her handsome face was magnified in her pupils.

She hummed softly, holding her forehead and slowly sat up. The man's big hand reached out to the side and thoughtfully placed the pillow on the bed behind her back.

"Xiaotian..." The familiar scenery around her awakened her thinking. This is her room. "Why are we back?"

"You fainted." Shi Tianyu said calmly. He was still wearing a formal dress. He had been by her bedside and never left her bed.

She glanced at his long, beautiful big hand. Was the gentle touch she had just given in her sleep coming from this hand?

"I'm sorry, it's all me that makes everyone unable to enjoy themselves on Christmas Eve."

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault." He brushed away a stray strand of her hair and looked into the depths of her eyes. A cluster of worries danced in his eyes: "Are you still feeling unwell? Let's go.

Can the hospital do a detailed examination?"

"No! Don't!" She answered a little too decisively, and even she felt it was too suspicious, so she immediately explained: "I just haven't eaten for a day, and I was a little dizzy before, and Duoduo asked

The question was too sudden, I just happened to faint at that time, so don’t worry, I’m in good health and have always been fine.”

He looked at her and said nothing for a long time, as if he was deciding whether her words were true or false.

Qin Shanuan felt uncomfortable staring at him with his deep eyes. She lowered her head and twisted her quilt, and suddenly realized that she was wearing pajamas. Ah...who helped her change her clothes?

"My clothes -" She grabbed her collar and looked at him doubtfully, with a shy expression on her face. It couldn't be - it couldn't be -

"Don't worry, Duoduo changed it for you." He crossed his arms and looked at her worried, embarrassed and angry look. Finally, there was a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth. "She said she was sorry and hoped you could forgive her.

The abruptness.”

Qin Shanuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her fingers that were tightly pinching her collar gradually relaxed: "I don't blame her, she didn't mean it. It was me who scared everyone. I should have given everyone an explanation."

"You don't need to answer to anyone."

"Don't you want to know?" She lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice. If he wanted to know, she would say, although it would be very painful to dismantle some dusty memories.


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