From Sheng Shijing's perspective, he only saw Xie Xihe suddenly staring at him for a moment, then lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
After waiting for a long time without any response from her, he leaned down slightly and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Xie Xihe was lost in thought when suddenly a deep voice reached her ears, accompanied by the familiar smell of cold brew. She was startled and subconsciously looked up.
But in the next moment, it collided with the man's eyes as deep as the sea... Only less than three centimeters away.
Close at hand were his thin lips, as delicate and beautiful as spring flowers.
"you……"
Xie Xihe subconsciously wanted to say something, but before he could say a word, Sheng Shijing quickly turned his head away.
From Xie Xihe's perspective, he could just see the light red stain that extended all the way to the tip of his ears.
The words that were about to come out of my mouth stopped in my mouth.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them breathed a little slower. Sheng Shijing regained his usual calm and composure and said, "What were you thinking about just now? Why were you so engrossed?"
Xie Xihe coughed lightly to suppress the itchiness in his throat, then casually leaned against the door frame of Tianqiong Courtyard. Then, pinching his fingertips, he asked, "I was wondering, has your aunt always lived here alone?"
Sheng Shijing's eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you mean?"
This question somewhat touched upon the privacy of Sheng Shaoqiong and the Sheng family. Logically speaking, Xie Xihe was not in a position to pry into it, but she hesitated for only two seconds before asking, "I mean, where is her child?"
Sheng Shijing suddenly raised his eyes: "Child?"
At the same time, another voice, suppressed with coldness and irritability, sounded from the side of the two people: "Who told you?"
Xie Xihe and Sheng Shijing looked at the same time and found that Sheng Shaoqiong had walked out of the house at some point and was staring at Xie Xihe intently.
Sheng Shaoqiong just wanted to smoke a cigarette because he was craving for it, but when he turned around, he saw two people standing face to face outside the courtyard gate.
Especially her little nephew, his face turned red for a rare moment.
She found it interesting, so she leaned against the door frame to watch the excitement. Unexpectedly, she heard these words the next moment, and all the blood in her body rushed to her head in an instant!
It easily broke through the dam she had been defending for more than 20 years!
Almost losing his mind.
Sheng Shaoqiong closed his eyes fiercely, suppressing the urge to destroy everything in his heart, and asked again in a hoarse voice: "How did you know about this?"
Xie Xihe was slightly startled and subconsciously glanced at Sheng Shijing, but when he noticed his tightly pursed lips, he understood something.
He didn't even know...
Xie Xihe vaguely realized that he seemed to have touched upon a certain taboo, and he was also a little annoyed that he had been distracted just now and didn't even notice that the person had gotten up.
But now was not the time to think about these things. She pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, "No one told me, I saw it myself."
She pointed at Sheng Shaoqiong's wrist and reminded him, "I just took your pulse."
"There are differences in the pulses of women who have given birth and those who haven't. Especially since you had some issues after giving birth, even though time has passed and they've mostly healed, a skilled doctor can still tell if they're there."
Reasonable and impeccable.
Sheng Shaoqiong looked at the calm girl not far away. Her reason told her that maybe what she said was true. She did feel the girl's pulse and found out that she had given birth to a child. But deep in her heart, there was a voice telling her: No, that's not the case. There must be other reasons.
Even Sheng Shaoqiong herself didn't know what was wrong with her. It was as if something controlled her feet, making her walk step by step to Xie Xihe and hold her hand tightly.
She looked at her intently and asked for the third time, "Tell me, how did you know?"
It was a sound that was almost broken.
It was as if if Xie Xihe's answer wasn't what she expected, she would lose her last bit of support and vanish from this world...
Facing those eyes filled with extreme despair, Xie Xihe couldn't say the words that were on his lips for a moment.
Until a dull knocking sound was heard.
Xie Xihe only felt the force in his hand lighten, and the next moment, Sheng Shaoqiong's body softened and slowly fell to the ground.
Xie Xihe was startled and immediately raised her hand to pull him, but Sheng Shijing was one step faster than her and caught him with his hand.
"Wait a moment." He said to Xie Xihe, then picked up Sheng Shaoqiong and walked into the house.
Xie Xihe pursed her red lips and immediately followed.
"My neck is slightly injured, but it's not a serious problem." Xie Xihe withdrew his hand from checking on Sheng Shaoqiong's condition and pressed his brow with a headache. "But my emotions have been fluctuating so much that I'm afraid I won't be able to adjust in a short time."
She pursed her lips and looked up at Sheng Shijing: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing."
Sheng Shijing shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."
He was distracted and not alert enough, so he didn't even notice Sheng Shaoqiong walking to the door.
Sheng Shijing pinched his fingertips and stood up from the bed: "Let's go."
Xie Xihe frowned slightly, then turned to look at Sheng Shaoqiong: "Is it okay to leave her here alone?"
"With Xuan San guarding us, nothing will happen." Sheng Shijing replied, and then he extended his hand to her, "I'll take you home first."
Xie Xihe didn't say anything and let him pull her out.
All the way in silence.
When they returned to the car, Bai Zang was already waiting there. He immediately opened the car door when he saw the two of them.
Sheng Shijing helped Xie Xihe get into the car, and then walked around into the car from the other side.
But he held her hand again.
Xie Xihe was slightly startled: "Sheng Shijing?"
Sheng Shijing responded softly, raised his hand to take a bottle of ointment from Bai Zang, and applied it to Xie Xihe's hand.
The slightly cool touch fell on his skin, soothing the redness, swelling and heat on his wrist. Xie Xihe looked at him in a daze.
Sheng Shijing's eyelashes are very long, but not as thick and curly as Xie Xihe's. Instead, each eyelash is distinct, slender and straight, like a butterfly's wings.
At this moment, he lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, making the air pressure around him even more apparent.
The movements of his hands were gentle.
His two bony fingers stroked her red and swollen wrist bit by bit, and rubbed it inch by inch, as if he wanted to wipe away the redness immediately.
Xie Xihe looked at him quietly for a long time, then reached out and grasped his fingers. When he looked over, she curled her lips slightly at him and said, "I'm fine."
Sheng Shijing's eyes flickered slightly.
After a long time, he released the hand that was holding Xie Xihe's wrist, put the lid on the ointment and threw it on the passenger seat, then looked at her again.
It was his usual deep voice, but with a hint of hoarseness: "Sorry."
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I want to go to bed before 12 o'clock, so I'll put off updating and adding more chapters. Good night, my dears~
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