not ordinary. 。Thinking of these things, and seeing such intimate gestures, a sour taste arose in his heart. 。Just two days ago, Qin Jingwen had just said she loved him, and the warmth of those words...Qin Jingwen said she was about to get out of bed, since Qiao Shunchen didn't leave, she could only go.

Just as Qin Jingwen was about to get out of bed, Song Xinzhe walked over and stopped her. 。He reached out and pulled Qin Jingwen's hand from behind her. Upon pulling, he realized her hands were covered in blood, and her back and the sheets were also stained with it. 。Song Xinzhe didn't have time to think too much and directly pressed the needle point with his hand. 。To be precise, it wasn't a stye. It should be Qin Jingwen forcefully pulling out the needle that cut the blood vessel, otherwise, there wouldn't be so much bleeding. 。"Come here and hold still, I'm going to get some medicine to treat this." 。"

Song Xinzhe called Qiao Shunchen over and pressed on Qin Jingwen's wound 。

immediately ran out

"Let go, my blood isn't clean either" 。 the endless ocean. Although her mood was still bitter, it wasn't so painful anymore. 。 。I sat on the beach for a long time. The sea breeze stopped, the sun went home, the streetlights came on, and th...