"Oh, the couple quarreled, look at this little mouth hurt."
"The young man is too rude, no wonder the little girl is angry."
"But no matter how quarrels are, you can't joke about your life."
"Don't be angry, but I should be angry at this young man for your sake."
"No, I could see clearly from the side just now, and the car almost knocked the young man away. The man who can protect you at the critical moment of his life is not wrong."
Passers-by dispersed after they persuaded them.
Wen Ruhan wrapped Ji Ning'er in a coat, and both of them looked ugly.
Ji Ning'er was frightened and had a pale face. Wen Ruhan was angry, and she didn't dare to say anything at this time, so as not to stimulate Ji Ning'er again.
He didn't say anything, took Ji Ning'er's hand and walked back.
After getting into the car, Wen Ruhan locked the car door directly.
His lips moved, and he wanted to scold but couldn't bear to let him go.
Just as he was about to start the car, Ji Ning'er, who had not spoken, suddenly came over and hugged Wen Ruhan's neck.
Wen Ruhan's whole body was shocked and his eyes widened in disbelief.
He couldn't remember when and what it felt like when Ji Ning'er took the initiative to hug him.
His heart seemed to be about to pop out of his chest, and he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of waking up the person in his arms.
"Ning, Ning'er?"
Ji Ning'er didn't say anything, but just hugged him tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Wen Ruhan closed her eyes, hugged her with one hand and gently stroked her hair with the other:
"Not afraid, it's okay, it's okay."
The two returned to Mingdu Building.
Wen Ruhan frowned and screamed when he took off his coat.
Ji Ning'er grabbed him: "Are you injured?"
"Maybe it's rubbed..." Wen Ruhan suddenly stopped and looked ecstatic: "Ning'er, are you worried about me?"
Ji Ning'er glanced at him and took off his knitted cardigan.
Ji Ning'er was stunned when she took off her black cardigan.
The shirt inside was white, with blood on the back and elbows.
"No wonder it was so hot when I drove just now." Wen Ruhan said indifferently.
Not only was it hot, but it was also wet and chilly. At that time, he knew it must have been bleeding, but he just didn't say anything.
Ji Ning'er looked at the blood stains and started to take off his shirt.
Wen Ruhan's face changed: "Ninger, don't move, I'll do it myself."
"Take it off." Ji Ning'er's voice was a little anxious.
Wen Ruhan's eyes became darker: "You really want me to take it off?"
This question is a bit strange. If you are so hurt, you will not get rid of it?
Ji Ning'er was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to unbutton her shirt.
After unbuttoning, Ji Ning'er looked at his chest and widened her eyes.
She trembled and stretched out her hand and carefully stroked the word "Ning".
On his fair chest, the blue word "Ning" seemed very eye-catching, and there was no beauty at all, and it suddenly appeared on his chest.
Last time Wen Ruhan was resting in her studio, because the hug was too sudden, she didn't even notice it.
"When did you... get tattooed?"
"Short long after you return to China," said Wen Ruhan.
Ji Ning'er understood that this person must have seen her wash the tattoo on her ankle, so she ran to tattoo her name on her chest.
She gently stroked the word with her index finger, and her heart also felt a lot of pain.
After going around for so many years, this man is still the only one who touches her from the bottom of her heart.
Whether it is joy or pain, only he can bring it to her.