That's why I was such a hopeless romantic back then.
For love, they disregard everything, their strength and courage are laughable.
But I've given so much, and no one has ever thought about whether I'm in pain. Even Gu Yanqing doesn't know how afraid I am of needles.
Now, a stranger I've only known for a short time has sensitively and considerately perceived my inner fears and felt sorry for me.
I stood there, stunned, my eyes slightly moist and red, my throat choked with words, yet I felt it was inappropriate to say them.
Su Shenglin, however, noticed my change in mood and sighed helplessly, "What a silly girl..."
He understands. He understands my grievances, the suffering I endured in the past, and that my sincere heart was wasted.
Su Shenglin gently pulled up my sleeve, and I came to my senses, blinked to suppress the redness in my eyes, and withdrew my arm.
The spot on my hand where he had held it felt warm and moist, as if it were flowing back to my heart through my veins, making my heart flutter even more.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Su. I was a little... out of line, I'm sorry." I gave an awkward laugh, unable to hide my slight emotional breakdown.
Su Shenglin didn't reply to me, but instead took out his phone and made a call.
When I heard him mention some ointment, I was startled and realized what he meant. I quickly said, "Mr. Su, you don't need it. I have ointment in my office."
He glanced at me, ignored me, and finished explaining things to the other side.
After putting down his phone, he said, "Why didn't you apply the ointment? The area around the wound is too dry, and the skin is all wrinkled. And that peeling skin, it will probably hurt a bit from the friction of your sleeve, but you can't cut it off. It's to protect the wound surface, and it will fall off naturally after the new skin grows."
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