Jiang Mingxi saw the scar on Song Lan's wrist at a glance. It was obvious that it was very deep. When he cut it, he was probably dying.
"when?"
"One day after the car accident, my mom and my brother died. I couldn't help but think, 'How can I behave so that my mom won't push me away?' I thought too much, and one day I couldn't help it and cut myself open. By the time my grandfather found out, I was almost dead.
"The doctor said I was sick.
"But I'm fine now and I'm no longer taking medicine. Don't worry, I won't cut it again."
Jiang Mingxi touched the wound on Song Lan's wrist, feeling distressed. "I won't cut it again."
Anyone with Zhao Jiayuan nearby would have rolled their eyes. What's wrong with you two? Making a solemn vow? Promise that you won't use purple clay in the future?
You two are worthy of it!
Speak of Zhao Jiayuan, and Zhao Jiayuan will appear.
As the two were talking, Jiang Mingxi's cell phone rang.
As soon as he took it out and connected, Zhao Jiayuan's anxious voice came from the other end, "Xiaoxi! Where are you? There's a big fuss online. What's going on between you and Ji Hanyu?"
Chen Chong's voice was heard from the side, "Don't be anxious, ask slowly."
Zhao Jiayuan muttered, "How can I not be anxious!"
After mumbling, he asked into the phone, "Hurry up and check your phone. The trending searches are blowing up. They're saying you're relying on Bai Zheming to bully Ji Hanyu and that you're cheating on Song Lan. What's going on? Do you have a PR team? Where are you? Chen Chong and I will go look for you. Where's Song Lan? Does he know? Oh my God, don't get jealous and cause trouble again."
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