Zhou Ling wiped his eyes, a look of guilt appeared on his handsome face. He smiled apologetically and apologized to her.
"I'm sorry, I scared you."
Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Xiao Siyun was stunned for a moment and rummaged in his bag, "Uh, I have some tissues."
She pulled Zhou Ling, who was half-eye-squinting, to sit on the bench next to her.
"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you."
He obeyed obediently, and raised his head to help her, wanting to look at her with his other intact eye.
But when he saw her lower her head and move closer to him, he lowered his eyes again in embarrassment.
He didn't even dare to look at the half of her white calf that was exposed, and could only stare at her little leather shoes.
She had a damp woody scent on her body, which turned into cool water vapor with the summer evening breeze and surrounded him.
He was hot and cold, over and over again, without rest.
Xiao Siyun cleaned him up briefly and wiped off the sticky sugar with a wet tissue.
She was quite proud of it.
"Fortunately, I didn't throw away this wet wipe after dinner, so it came in handy."
Zhou Ling also laughed with her and praised her.
"Yeah, you are worthy of it. Thanks to you."
Xiao Siyun just said it casually. It was a bit narcissistic, but he didn't expect Zhou Ling to be so supportive and praise him back.
She felt proud, but immediately teased him back, deliberately putting on a stern face.
"Are you being sarcastic? Who told you to follow me secretly?"
"I thought you were some perverted stalker. It's good enough that you only spilled half your cup of milk tea."
Zhou Ling didn't dare to say she was wrong and nodded repeatedly.
"I'm saying you're doing great. You're very safety-conscious. That's how you should protect yourself."
"Also, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I saw you, so..."
"I know, but why are you here?"
"I'm a junior student in the Department of Finance."
"oh!"
Xiao Siyun smiled in surprise and said it was fate. He quickly wiped his face and was about to go down.
His neck had smooth lines and he wore a very thin silver necklace, with a plain ring hanging on it that was faintly visible on his chest.
And his Adam's apple that kept swallowing because he looked up at himself while talking...
The tips of her ears felt a little hot. She coughed twice, stuffed the tissue into his hand, and let him do it himself.
"Wipe your own clothes."
She was about to sit down when Zhou Ling gently stopped her.
"Wait, let me wipe it."
Zhou Ling wiped the chair for her and put a clean tissue on it.
Xiao Siyun was quite satisfied with him and sat down to ask him about his recent situation.
"Are you healed?"
"Well, okay, do you want to see it?"
He stood up and pretended to lift up his clothes to show her.
The clear lines of his abdominal muscles flashed by, and Xiao Siyun quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Her face felt a little hot.
So strange.
When they were in the hospital, they supported each other hand in hand and hugged each other tightly.
But that's relying on each other in an emergency!
Now that they no longer had to beg for their lives, Xiao Siyun was actually a little afraid to approach him.
Zhou Ling smiled, squatted down at her feet, and looked at her with fondness.
Just like when he was in the hospital, he squatted and looked up at her sitting in the wheelchair.
"What about you, does your head still hurt?"
"Yeah, a headache."
Speaking of this, Xiao Siyun felt aggrieved and complained to him.
"It hurts when I sleep. I can't sleep on my back, but I won't sleep on my stomach."
"Washing my hair hurts, blow-drying it hurts too, and I can't shake my head around like this..."
While complaining, she shook her head vigorously, setting a negative example.
Zhou Ling felt so distressed when he heard this. Seeing her shaking her head, he also started to panic.
"Stop, stop shaking..."
He quickly held her shaking little head, preventing her from moving. Her fluffy hair rubbed against his palm, making it itchy.
The evening breeze occasionally brought a gust of coolness, silently stirring up the lingering ripples in the eyes that met theirs.
Xiao Siyun looked away embarrassedly, grabbed his hand and moved it behind his head.
"Do you want to touch it?"
His fingertips trembled as he carefully threaded them through the hair, gently touching the scabbed wound.
That was the wound he had brought upon her, which slowly healed on her body, forming scars and growing new flesh.
He increasingly realized that only she in front of him could heal his pain and turn it into new life.
Therefore, he felt even more guilty when she was still hurt by the wound he caused.
"I'm sorry, Siyun..."
But Xiao Siyun still said the same old thing.
"Then how are you going to compensate me?"
In the hospital, when he said that she was injured because she saved him.
All she asked was, "So how are you going to repay me?"
He couldn't help laughing and promised: "Anything is fine."
As he said that, he reached into his pocket, wanting to take out a gift to compensate her.
But Xiao Siyun immediately brought up old issues with him.
"You're lying. You said the same thing in the hospital. But then you didn't repay me, and you just disappeared."
He immediately stopped searching his pockets. Uh, that seems to be the case...
Xiao Siyun looked at his embarrassed expression and strange behavior.
I glanced at the slightly stiff shirt jacket he was wearing and saw that it had one, two, three, four, or five pockets.
"Why are you searching your pockets? Looking for something?"
Zhou Ling planned to muster up the courage, give gifts, apologize, and explain the reasons for his departure.
"I……"
But Xiao Siyun felt that something was wrong with him, and his eyes immediately narrowed as he questioned him seriously.
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