Is the woman with dark eyes in front of me really that Su Qianqian?
Could it be that something went wrong?
Why did someone who was so determined to protect him with all his heart become like this?
His tears fell on Su Qianqian's palm drop by drop. She seemed to be burned, her whole body trembled, and she looked at him in a low voice and asked in surprise: "Ningxia, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry..." He buried his face in the palm of her hand, as if there was a giant beast in his heart, claws and teeth tearing his heart apart, "I'm sorry..."
I didn't protect you well.
I let another person hurt you like this.
Never again...
Never again will this happen.
Su Qianqian was obviously shocked. She was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort the man who was lying on her knees crying. In her mind, Yi Ningxia was the most famous superstar in TV and movies, and the Yi family's divine dragon.
The unknown second young master of the Yi family is a big bastard who always plays tricks on her...
Instead of this big boy crying like a little child.
"Brother Tang..."
Su Qianqian looked at Tang Yunsheng standing at the door with some embarrassment. She called him twice as if asking for help, "Ningxia he..."
Tang Yunsheng quietly shook his head at her.
For the past month, Yi Ningxia has been holding back and enduring it. At this moment, it is time for him to vent.
Each of them was in pain during the days when she was gone, but now he also envied Yi Ningxia who could cry in front of Su Qianqian. He was Tang Yunsheng, and he couldn't lie on Su Qianqian's lap.
Go ahead and cry...
Tang Yunsheng glanced at Yi Ningxia's back, felt a hint of jealousy for no reason, crossed his arms and left.
Yi Ningxia cried for five minutes, then suddenly stood up, lowered her head and left without saying a word.
"Ningxia?"
Monk Su Qianqian was confused, looked at his back blankly, and called him.
Yi Ningxia paused, but did not look back, "I'll go out for a while, you..."
His voice was still crying, and he seemed to realize that the voice was too inconsistent with his usual image, so he kept shut up, covered his mouth and hurried out the door.
"Hey, Ningxia, you..."
I accidentally bumped into an acquaintance at the door. The person stared at Yi Ningxia's face for a few times and sounded surprised.
Yi Ningxia gave him no chance to look at his face and hurried away.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Yunsheng came over when he saw Yi Ningxia going out.
"Ning Xia's expression just now... tut, tsk." The man looked like he was having endless aftertaste, "It's really... wonderful."
"He is shy." Tang Yunsheng said without surprising, "Leave him alone for a while."
The man laughed twice: "So he can be shy?"
Tang Yunsheng smiled and said nothing. He held the plaster in his hand, opened the door and went into Su Qianqian's room.
"The military doctor found some scar-removing herbs in the woods. I'll apply them on you."
He said to Su Qianqian.
Su Qianqian stared at the herb for a few times and shook her head: "The wound on the leg is nothing serious."
Tang Yunsheng looked at her face with his blue eyes and whispered: "I know... what's on you..."
Su Qianqian froze.
A trace of regret flashed in Tang Yunsheng's eyes, and he said: "When I put on your coat during the day, what I saw...are those wounds on your back still hurting?"