She had no mind to understand Chen Wenzhi's feelings; she just wanted to fill the void in her heart as soon as possible. She pressed her forehead against the side of his neck, and her soft lips landed on his sensitive and fair skin.
Chen Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank. When he came to his senses, a slight smile curved his lips. He looked at her like a stray cat that had just found its owner, but she wasn't wary, only endlessly clingy and affectionate...
I've never seen Ying Qian like this before, and I don't know why she turned out this way.
What kind of trauma could have made her so terrified in an instant?
He would rather never see her so terrified and disoriented. He tightened his arms around her, keeping her completely wrapped up. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."
A tall, thin shop assistant came over to ask, "Young lady, are you alright?"
Her voice was high-pitched.
The sound made Ying Qian tremble all over; her body, wrapped in her skirt, showed extreme fear. She screamed, "Don't come any closer—don't come any closer—"
Chen Wenzhi hurriedly reassured her, "It's alright, it's alright, I'm here, I'm here... Ying Qian, I'm here, I'm here..."
The shop assistant was so startled that he took two steps back.
Chen Wenzhi said to the shop assistant, "Sorry, she's fine, she'll be alright in a bit."
The shop assistant shook his head and said it was okay, then obediently returned the item.
Chen Wenzhi took Ying Qian to a DIY shop with very few customers on the commercial street outside the mall.
Upon entering, there was a somewhat pungent smell of spices. They sat in the far corner, even though there wasn't a single customer in the store. The owner was playing on his phone with his legs crossed at the cashier.
Ying Qian's bun had come undone, and she remained in a state of shock.
"Chen Wenzhi, it hurts so much..." she said, feeling wronged. "Do you know what it feels like to have your finger broken? It hurts so much, I'll never forget it. I hate that woman... Chen Wenzhi, I hate her..."
"No one will bully you anymore, sweetie, no one will bully you anymore." He gently stroked her cheek.
Ying Qian leaned on his shoulder, her pupils slightly unfocused.
That memory haunted her like a demon.
Chen Wenzhi helped her up by the shoulders, his gaze deep and affectionate, his eyes shimmering with a thousand stars. He slowly leaned closer and kissed her lips. "Ying Qian, are you willing to tell me about your past?"
It doesn't matter if she doesn't want to; he doesn't want to know what she was like in the past.
He only needs to understand her now so that he can be with her in the future.
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