"..." He responded with silence, and Xinqing felt dissatisfied with her small nose, puffed out her cheeks, and snorted. "Forget it if you don't tell me!" She put her hands on her hips childishly and looked away.
, ignore him no more.
Seeing her like this, the young man smiled lightly, his face turning pale because of the wound on his chest.
Xin Qing was finally overflowing with sympathy. She looked at his bleeding chest and sighed silently. Xin Qing lowered her eyes, looked at the ground, and took a deep breath. "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No..." The young man's slightly pale skin was as warm and transparent as white jade, like a bright flower blooming among the black branches and leaves. Just sitting there, he already eclipsed the beauty of everything around him.
It was as if even the sun didn't dare to shine on his face at will.
"That way you will die." Xin Qing's eyes were watery and she tilted her head to look at the boy.
"Please... don't send me to the hospital.",
"Then can you stand up?" Xinqing walked towards him slowly. "I'll help you take care of the wound." She lowered her head, and the boy couldn't see her expression. The gentle breeze blew and the fine petals fell.
On his soft broken hair, the light and shadow are whirling and colorful.
Then she took him to her home privately =w= Then the embarrassing incident of hugging him for warmth happened. She looked helplessly at the sky at a 45° angle,