"Your parents are so lucky to have a sensible and well-behaved daughter like you, unlike that stinky son of mine...hiss, this really hurts a little."

Xiao Fangfang is an optimistic and talkative person. Even though she had a cut on her head, she still looked very happy.

He was obviously grimacing in pain, but he kept muttering.

Sun Zilin raised a faint smile, polite yet well-behaved.

Then, Xiao Fangfang took out her cell phone and made a call: "Son, Mom was in a car accident, right across from the Hai Ji Wonton Shop! It's okay, it's okay, luckily I met a kind girl..."

Take fifteen minutes to treat the wound.

Sun Zilin bent down and put all the medicines back into her backpack, and suddenly felt a shadow beside her.

I looked up subconsciously.

The boy was in his twenties, had a handsome face, and was estimated to be about 1.85 meters tall.

"Son, this is the girl I just told you about. It's all thanks to her. Miss Sun, this is my son Xing Tian."

Xiao Fangfang happily introduced the two people and winked at her son.

Xing Tian ignored him and stared at the quiet girl in front of him with deep and intense eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. Sun Zilin lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Um... I've taken care of Auntie's wound, but we still need to go to the hospital for a checkup."

"Thank you, thank you for your trouble."

Xing Tian raised the corners of his mouth, his voice was magnetic, and had a clarity that was unique to his age.

Sun Zilin's heartbeat quickened, and she couldn't help but pinch the corner of her clothes tightly, "You're welcome."

An inexplicable atmosphere spread around...

"Son, my car is still in the pothole." Xiao Fangfang slapped her thigh and yelled.

Sun Zilin: “…”

"......" Xing Tian turned around and looked helplessly at his out-of-touch mother, "Will you dare to do it again next time?"