The white gauze covering his forehead had been removed, and there was only a square piece of gauze stuck to the corner of his forehead. His face was better than it was two days ago, and he had a handsome face, other than a wound, there was not a single blemish on his face. Only one of his ears had a deep scar.
Shi Xiaonian sat there, her eyes quietly staring at the man in front of him. The outline of his face was deep, she was so handsome and extraordinary, so wise and smart, giving modern people an unprecedented technological enjoyment.
“I’m not asking about this injury.”
Shi Xiaonian said lightly.
Gong Ou said in a heavy voice.
Her hand slowly fell.
“Does it hurt?” she asked, her voice breaking and her pronunciation difficult.
“It doesn’t hurt. It feels really good when you’re injured!”
Gong Ou looked at her, deeply gazed at her, continued to lay down the fruit in his hand, and said in a deep voice, “Shi Xiaonian, in the half a year that I searched for you, I was about to go crazy from searching.”
Shi Xiaonian forced out a smile.
“…”
“…”
But she had to give him a chance to change all of this.
A beating?
“Tell me, what’s wrong with us? If we can’t list ten, then we can!”
But he refused to accept treatment for her sake. He couldn’t allow himself to love her one bit less!
“No, personality discord is never a person’s problem.” Shi Xiaonian said softly, the green leaves of the vine flapped in the wind as they stuck to her arm.