When Tang Weiwei said this, he lowered his head a little pitifully, like a little hamster who was criticized for doing something wrong, which was particularly heartwarming.

Fu Sichen's Adam's apple rolled twice, and in the end, he did not resist Tang Weiwei's coquettishness, and chose to show weakness.

As soon as the hand on the door frame loosened, he stepped out of the way.

"If you want something to say to me, come here."

Fu Sichen just let go of a crack, but in Tang Weiwei's view, this is simply a huge progress.

During this time, Fu Sichen had always been very eccentric, and now being able to let her into the house was already a concession.

Tang Weiwei was rarely satisfied, and happily followed Fu Sichen to the room.

She hadn't been to Fu Sichen's room for a long time, and she came here today, since it was rare to have a novel feeling.

After arriving at Fu Sichen's room, Tang Weiwei sat upright, originally wanting to talk to Fu Sichen about his attitude during this time, but before she could speak, she found something that was not quite right.

"What's going on with your legs?"

Tang stared at Fu Sichen's legs slightly, and his eyes looked a little unpleasant.

Fu Sichen's leg was originally fine, although there was a scar on it, but during this time, because of her careful concerns, there have been no other wounds.

But now on Fu Sichen's knee, there are red and swollen bruises, and there are even some scratches on it.

After thinking about it, Tang looked at Fu Sichen slightly and asked, "Did you wrestle on the road?" ”

But after asking, Tang Weiwei felt that something was wrong.

If it was a wrestling, then both knees should have been injured, but now it is the only one that has been injured before that leg has bruise marks?

Why on earth is this happening?

Tang frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right.

Then she suddenly remembered that it was very likely that Fu Sichen was injured himself.

The moment this thought appeared, Tang Weiwei felt that it was unlikely.

For no reason, why did Fu Sichen hurt himself?

But the more he looked at the marks on Fu Sichen's legs, the more Tang Weiwei felt that it was possible.

couldn't help but glance in Fu Sichen's direction, Tang said slightly, "What's going on with your legs?" ”

Seeing that Tang Weiwei's eyes were already full of seriousness, Fu Sichen still wanted to dodge.

"You don't have to care, it's just a small thing."

While saying this, Fu Sichen took a small blanket beside him and covered his knees with traces.

But he had just covered up the traces, and Tang Wei angrily lifted off the small blanket he had covered.

Caught off guard when he encountered Tang Weiwei's irritable appearance, Fu Sichen opened his eyes a little dazedly, as if he was puzzled by Tang Weiwei's actions.

And at this time, Tang looked at him with red eyes, as if he was really injured.

Just when Fu Sichen wanted to frown and scold Tang Weiwei, Tang Weiwei suddenly lowered his head and cried.

"Can you not hide everything from me?"

Her crying was forbearing, but it revealed a great grievance, and the red appearance at the corners of her eyes made Fu Sichen feel as if her heart was being cut by someone.

Wiping the extra tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, Tang raised his head slightly and looked at Fu Sichen opposite, saying word by word.

"I don't know why you've been ignoring me all this time, maybe it's because what I've done made you unhappy, maybe it's because you've been feeling a little low lately, but you always have to tell me anyway, don't you?"

In the face of Tang's slightly strong emotions, Fu Sichen wanted to say something, but after a few hesitations, he finally swallowed back what he wanted to say silently.

"Fu Sichen." Tang Weiwei called Fu Sichen's name, and then went up and wrapped Fu Sichen's hand with his own hand, and said it was rare to be serious word by word.

"I want to go down with you, for a long time, so don't you hide all these things from me for the time being, okay?"

As he spoke, Tang Weiwei's voice even carried a hint of cautious pleading, hoping that he would not always hide everything from her.

Looking at Tang Weiwei, who had never bowed his head, but his eyes were red because of this kind of thing, Fu Sichen couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart.

Obviously, he buried this matter with Tang Weiwei at the beginning, in order not to make Tang Weiwei feel sad, but why did things turn out to be contrary to what he thought in the end?

Thinking like this, Fu Sichen couldn't help but feel guilty.

After a pause, his lips twitched twice, and then he finally spoke, "I hurt my leg." ”

"Why?"

Fu Sichen glanced at his knees, and his eyes were a little lonely.

"I want him to stand up instead of sitting in this wheelchair all the time and living like a waste all day with nothing to do."

Waste?

When he heard Fu Sichen say this, Tang Weiwei felt incredulous for the first time.

Where is Fu Sichen's waste? He is clearly a hero, protecting her at the most critical time and making her remember the hero of her life.

It was at this time that Tang Weiwei, who had always thought that Fu Sichen was omnipotent, felt that Fu Sichen had such a sensitive and cowardly emotion towards his knees.

Probably because what she said earlier stimulated Fu Sichen.

Tang Weiwei blamed himself even more in his heart.

went up and hugged Fu Sichen gently, Tang said slightly: "But I will always be with you, not because of guilt, but because I love you." ”

She said slowly on Fu Sichen's side, without using too much volume to confirm the authenticity of this sentence, but Fu Sichen knew Tang Weiwei's true feelings from this sentence.

In an instant, it was as if a big stone in his heart had landed, which made Fu Sichen breathe a sigh of relief.

The caution that has been going on these days seems a little indifferent at this moment, Fu Sichen hesitated for a moment, and finally gently wrapped his palm around Tang Weiwei's hand.

The thin lips moved twice again, and he spoke, with affectionate eyes, looking at Tang Weiwei opposite, as if he wanted to say something.

But between the two of them, the atmosphere was just right, and when Fu Sichen wanted to speak, Tang Weiwei's phone rang at an inopportune time at this time.

"Who's going to call at this time?"

Tang slightly subconsciously let go of Fu Sichen, who was hugging, and then took out his mobile phone.