An Yisi watched Qian Weiran's face gradually turn red, thinking that Qian Weiran had a fever, so he instinctively and subconsciously touched her forehead, wondering: "Strange... there is no fever?"
After hearing this, Qian Weiran came back to her senses from yesterday's memories and returned to normal, and immediately knocked off his hand: "Where is Su Zimo?"
I mean, this is serious business, right?
An Yisi was a little angry. Why did she ask about the whereabouts of other men as soon as she woke up? She didn't say a word about him. After he had been gone for so many days, didn't she think about him at all?
So, he was so angry that he thought of teasing her. Perhaps it was just to vent his anger. Qian Weiran had never cared about his little pranks these days.
"Dead..."
He uttered two words expressionlessly, pretending to be very serious, as if that was really the case. Moreover, in that case, Qian Weiran had to believe in the possibility that he was dead.
.
"Dead..." Qian Weiran's face turned pale, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
Like a puppet that has lost its soul, lifeless, its eyes gradually lose focus, mist rises from the eyes, tears well up, eyes gradually turn red, and slowly lowers its head...
At this time, An Yisi carried her into the ward and placed her on the bed. He noticed something was wrong with her and saw that she looked very sad. It felt as if something had torn her heart to pieces. She also got a feeling about herself.
He said the cruel truth in a low and hoarse voice: "You cried..."
Qian Weiran didn't want others to see her cowardice, so she subconsciously turned her head away, raised her head, and took back her tears: "I didn't cry..."
"Just lie..."
An Yisi's face also became ugly. He sat on the bedside, turned her face to face him, and then yelled: "Idiot, you have fallen in love with him..."
"What……"
Qian Weiran was a little frightened. She didn't understand what An Yisi's sudden words meant at all. She looked at An Yisi blankly, completely at a loss.
"You have fallen in love with him...right..."
An Yisi's mind gradually came to mind about her every move just now, her blushing, and even going out barefoot to look for someone. It was all because of him. Who else could she hold in her eyes except him?
He really didn't know what the tenderness he just said meant to her? Was it a joke? Or what?
"I……"
Does she like it? She can't even figure it out herself? Facing Su Zimo, her heartbeat will speed up, she will blush, she... But, facing An Yisi... she will also...
What happened to her? How could she be like this?
"Being speechless means admitting it, right..."
An Yisi's face was so ugly. She had never seen him like this before. In her impression, he was cute, gentle, sinister, and a little evil... But now, he seemed to have become a different person.
"I have no idea……"
Qian Weiran didn't dare to look at him, so she could only turn around, not wanting to face him. She knew that An Yisi liked him, but she didn't have the guts to accept it, and she didn't want to hurt him, but why... until now...
"I don't know? When I chased you, you said you didn't know. Now, you like someone else, and you still say you don't know. Qian Weiran, do you really have the intention..." Don't know? You're really a good shirk of responsibility.
Method, why, every time he hears these three words, he feels so ironic.
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