The rain was getting heavier.
Sheng Qian had already decided to let Liu Hongfang and the others stay here for the night.
There are too many construction teams. If you're willing to squeeze in, you can make do with a wooden plank floor in one of the shops that are still under renovation for the night.
In the rain.
A figure glided over.
Long Yunting held an umbrella in one hand and slid his wheelchair over with the other.
When crossing the small threshold, there was no way to move forward.
Sheng Qian was standing inside the door and happened to see this scene.
Why is this person here again?
And they even chose this rainy weather.
"Xiaoqian, you should go and help him..." Sheng Ting said with some reluctance.
Liu Hongfang and the others were unaware of the true situation and dared not speak out.
Sheng Qian muttered, "This is really troublesome."
Before she finished speaking, she had already run over.
Long Yunting raised his umbrella and saw a figure running towards him in the rain through the edge of the umbrella.
A fragrant breeze wafted over, and a fair, jade-like hand had already taken the large black umbrella from his hand and held it above his head. Behind him, across the wheelchair, Sheng Qian's body pressed completely against him.
The aroma of the herbs is truly delightful.
Long Yunting was momentarily stunned.
Sheng Qian held an umbrella in one hand and pushed him onto the small threshold with the other.
The force of the attack surprised Long Yunting.
It was pushed to the door.
It just so happens that there is a sheet metal rim on top to provide shelter from the rain.
Sheng Qian had someone extend the wall by one meter; otherwise, with such heavy rain, the rainwater would have already seeped in.
After closing her umbrella, Sheng Qian looked at the person in front of her and asked, "Why did you come here in such heavy rain?"
Long Yunting pointed behind him and saw a car parked opposite him, with a man holding an umbrella standing next to it.
Sheng Qian's lips twitched slightly.
How come she didn't see it just now?
no.
He had people with him, so why did he come alone?
That made her run away.
Sheng Qian felt that Long Yunting did it on purpose.
"I'll bring you some things and pick up some pocket money while I'm at it."
"...What pocket money?"
"The money to buy the machine."
Sheng Qian thought to herself, "What a hassle. I put all my money with her, and now she's coming to ask me about it."
"I'll return all those things to you. It's inconvenient for you to keep them here and have to run around to them."
Given her attitude, can't this man just be like those arrogant young masters who turn their backs on her and walk away?
and.
She didn't have anything he cared about.
Sheng Qian didn't quite understand why Long Yunting was doing this.
Is it really just for that little bit of scrubbing and cleaning?
If she knew he was so innocent, she wouldn't have even touched him.
Think about the situation at that time.
Sheng Qian really had no choice but to do it.
From the very beginning, she made her stance clear to the Long family: she thought there was no need for any further contact, and once both sides had benefited, they would have nothing to do with each other.
I never expected this.
She had worked for nothing.
"I only bought two small machines."
Long Yunting didn't say he was coming back. Instead, he turned his wheelchair around, nodded to the person in the rain, and then another person got out of the car.
The two of them worked together to carry something over.
When she got closer, Sheng Qian could see clearly that it was a machine about ten inches in size.
Seeing that they brought over two different ones, Sheng Qian realized, "So, you bought this for me?"
Long Yunting nodded, "Gao Jie said you're making ointments, so you must really need these two machines."
Sheng Qian gazed at Long Yunting.
“My friend paid for it,” which is why he asked her for the money.
God knows what kind of expressions his teammates had when they heard he didn't have a single penny.
Sheng Qian looked at Long Yunting, wanting to say something but feeling powerless.
My soft-heartedness has kicked in again.
This is really not a good sign.
Sheng Qian said coldly, "You don't even know what kind of machine I need before buying it randomly. What if it's not suitable?"
"I've already found out."
"...I want to buy it and I'll pick it out myself."
“This is something I can do,” Long Yunting said, looking down at his legs.
Sheng Qian had never touched Long Yunting's legs, nor had she ever taken his pulse again, so she did not know that his legs had recovered.
Seeing him looking down, Sheng Qian felt a surge of irritation.
She knew very well how a lively and capable person would feel if they were to spend the rest of their life in a wheelchair.
That year.
She was filled with despair and resentment after her legs were broken.
That feeling.
She never wants to try again.
If it weren't for the unexpected space she gained, she couldn't imagine how she would have lived without her legs.
Sheng Qian turned around, went inside, grabbed a clean towel, and threw it on his head. "How much is it? I'll go get it."
Three hundred yuan.
Sheng Qian went upstairs and gave him three hundred yuan.
Long Yunting glanced at the money handed to him, knowing it was his own, before he accepted it.
It was already past 5 p.m.
After receiving the money, Long Yunting didn't rush to leave. He wanted to wait for Sheng Qian to invite him to stay for dinner.
However, Sheng Qian had no such intention at all.
Long Yunting could only say one sentence to her before leaving with his umbrella.
The team members standing not far away quickly went to help.
Sheng Qian only felt relieved after the car drove away.
Long Yunting's approach and the entanglement he created in her made her feel afraid.
She imagined one day confronting those people, and anyone close to her would be implicated.
Sheng Qian pressed her aching brow.
*
Sitting in the car, Long Yunting brushed the rain off his clothes, his expression cold and stern.
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