"Aying, what are you doing?"
Shen Xingmian was being reminded by the housekeeper of some things to pay attention to for school the next day. When he passed through the garden, he saw Gu Ying squatting on the ground, with Nan Zhi rubbing his hair, and the two of them chatting and laughing.
He felt a lump in his throat and even a little angry. He asked a question with a cold expression.
Gu Ying looked up at him, "Brother Xingmian, why are you so slow? I was chatting with Sister Xixi."
Shen Xingmian walked over in a few steps, glanced at Gu Ying, pulled him up, and stood in front of Gu Ying, saying to Nan Zhi:
"Just tell me if anything happens. I'll take care of you at school, so don't bother Aying."
He found a very suitable reason for his emotional change: Mu Xiyue must be trying to make things difficult for Gu Ying, and as her older brother, he had to protect Gu Ying from being bullied.
Thinking about it this way, he felt it made perfect sense and became even more determined to separate Gu Ying and Mu Xiyue.
“Miss Mu, you already said that as long as I take care of you, that's enough. A-Ying won't cause you any trouble, so please don't make things difficult for him in the future.”
Nanzhi: "......"
She frowned, looked up at Shen Xingmian, her expression displeased, "Am I making things difficult for Gu Ying?"
Shen Xingmian's expressionless face remained unchanged. "No matter what, I am very grateful that you are willing to take us in, but Aying is still young and doesn't understand many things. I just hope that you won't pass on any wrong ideas to him."
Nan Zhi: "..." Damn, she really wanted to swear.
“Brother Xingmian, Sister Xixi didn’t make things difficult for me. We were really just chatting. Besides, she didn’t give me any wrong ideas. Don’t say that.”
Gu Ying tugged at Shen Xingmian's clothes, afraid that he might misunderstand Nan Zhi.
But Shen Xingmian turned to Gu Ying and said seriously:
“Ah Ying, remember what I said: here, we can’t trust anyone.”
Gu Ying: "..." I feel like my brother is acting a bit strange today, he seems very irritable.
After Shen Xingmian finished speaking, she urged Gu Ying to go back first, then looked at Nan Zhi seriously, "Miss Mu, I'll take you..."
"No need, I'll go back myself."
Nan Zhi was also angry at this moment. Had all the kindness she had shown Shen Xingmian during this time been wasted? This man still thought about her like that.
The more she thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved she became.
She understood that Shen Xingmian wasn't her husband yet, so he had no reason to be nice to her, even though she had already made it so obvious.
This boy could always, after a moment of panic, act as if nothing had happened the next day and treat her as a creditor.
Nan Zhi never imagined that pursuing someone would be so difficult and so agonizing.
She pushed her wheelchair slowly forward, leaving Shen Xingmian with only her back view.
The figure gradually walked away, desolate and lonely.
Shen Xingmian suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart. He frowned, reached out and covered his chest, feeling a strange sensation.
He started walking and slowly followed behind Nan Zhi. Fortunately, Mu Xiyue's parents had made sure the road from the villa to the house was flat for their daughter's convenience.
Nanzhi noticed someone behind her, and she gritted her teeth, becoming even angrier.
The speed at which the wheels turn has also increased significantly.
Shen Xingmian wanted to say, "Slow down."
But he was too embarrassed to say it, so he could only speed up and follow Nanzhi.
A moment later, Nanzhi pushed too hard, the wheelchair veered slightly, the wheels hit a brick in the garden, and the wheelchair tipped forward.
Due to inertia, Nanzhi lunged forward and fell to the ground.
"hiss"
Nan Zhi thought to herself: This really hurts.
Although he has difficulty walking, he is not paralyzed; he can still feel his legs.
She was wearing a pure white dress and just lay there on the ground.
"Are you alright? Let me help you up."
Shen Xingmian's slightly anxious voice reached Nan Zhi's ears. He reached out to support his arm, but Nan Zhi slapped it away, saying, "It's none of your business. Anyway, I'm a bad guy. It's better if I fall and die."
Nan Zhi admitted that she had thrown a tantrum, all because of Shen Xingmian. Thinking about how good Shen Xingmian was to her in the book, and then looking at him now, Nan Zhi suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry.
Shen Xingmian frowned. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Heaven knows the tension and worry he felt when he saw Nanzhi fall to the ground. But Nanzhi had been turning her wheelchair too fast, and although he tried to stop her, it was too late.
Seeing her lying on the ground now, I'm afraid that something might happen to Nanzhi's health.
Upon hearing her say those words, she immediately became anxious and angry, "Mu Xiyue, if you say that again, I..."
Nan Zhi moved her arms, propped herself up to sit up, looked up, and glared at him with red eyes, "What do you mean 'you'? Tell me, you can't hit me, can you?"
They are truly heartless and cruel.
Shen Xingmian: "......."
Seeing the girl's red eyes, Shen Xingmian felt a tightness in his chest and was speechless. He reached out to hold Nanzhi's arm, but Nanzhi slapped it away, saying, "Don't touch me."
Nanzhi just sat there, and after she finished speaking, tears unexpectedly rolled down her cheeks.
The wheelchair lay overturned to the side. Seeing that she didn't want to touch it herself, Shen Xingmian bent down and placed the wheelchair back in place, then spoke:
"If you don't want me to touch you, then why are you sitting on me?"
Nan Zhi glanced at the wheelchair, then at him, and decided to confront Shen Xingmian today.
She stopped speaking, but the tears in her eyes seemed unstoppable. There were no sobs or whimpers, only tear stains on the floor.
Such silent weeping is even more heartbreaking.
Nan Zhi felt increasingly wronged and upset. She had become a useless person after coming here, and Shen Xingmian treated her like this. What was she trying to gain?
Seeing her cry like this, Shen Xingmian felt a pang of sadness, but he didn't know why he was so upset. He knelt down to be level with Nan Zhi and softened his tone, "Miss Mu, let me take you home. Please don't cry anymore, okay?"
Nanzhi didn't even glance at him. "It's none of your business."
Shen Xingmian sighed, "But I have to take care of you."
"I don't need you to take care of me anymore. I'll find someone else myself."
Shen Xingmian: "...I need to pay off my debts, let me help you."
Nanzhi pushed him away, saying, "If I don't need it, I don't need it. You are an important person, and I wouldn't dare to trouble you."
After saying that, he struggled to stand up and sit in the wheelchair.
The moment my hand touched the wheelchair, I was suddenly lifted into the air.
Nan Zhi stared in astonishment, then looked up to see the boy with a stern face, who said:
"Since you don't want me to help you, I'll have to carry you back. I'll come out and get the wheelchair in a bit."
Nanzhi: "......"
She looked away from the man, saying, "It's none of your business. Put me down."
The boy didn't speak, but carried her a few steps in his arms, a slight smile playing on his lips as he muttered a complaint:
"You're too light."
Nan Zhi: "...What's it to you?"
Shen Xingmian: "......."
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