"Bang-"

The windows were slammed shut, and the walls shook.

Ji Fanyin turned around angrily, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Shui Qingchen's deep gaze, and he couldn't help but be stunned, forgetting to be angry.

In the next second, she lowered her head crampedly, not daring to look at Shui Qingchen's face.

Worst!

The image of her clever daughter-in-law has been cracked and shattered before she began to disguise.

Touching the bridge of his nose with a weak heart, Ji Fanyin grinned at Shui Qingchen and explained:

"Chenchen, don't get me wrong, I don't have violent tendencies, the main thing is that Feng Xiaoyao is too underwhelmed, and he provoked me first."

Shui Qingchen looked at her silently, and after a while, he looked away and asked as if chatting:

"You fell into the water because of Feng Gongzi?"

Givenin moved his shoulders as he walked to the table.

When she dropped something just now, she accidentally pulled the wound on her shoulder.

"Half and half. He accosted me, and we got into a fight without saying a word, but he wasn't my opponent. ”

Her shoulders jerked uncomfortably, and she muttered with a strange look:

"He has a sword on his back, he should be a swordsman, a swordsman who wanders the rivers and lakes, and he will actually believe the nonsense of my amnesia, heh, strange."

Shui Qingchen suddenly lost her smile - she is confident, down-to-earth and generous, when talking to people, she is used to looking directly into the eyes of the other party, even if she is acting, she is also light and cute, and her eyes are clean and flawless. Facing her, Feng Xiaoyao would question, that is called strange.

However, Shui Qingchen didn't intend to remind her, seeing that she had been twisting her body, she asked:

"What's wrong with your shoulder?"

Since he saw it, Ji Fanyin didn't hide it, she rubbed her shoulders and said casually:

"When I dropped something just now, I accidentally touched the wound."

"Wounds?" Shui Qingchen was startled, and his heart suddenly mentioned: "Are you injured?" When was this? Is it serious? Does it hurt? ”

Shui Qingchen's concerned eyes and nervous expression made Ji Fanyin stunned in a daze.

Confused, she asked:

"You...... You're asking me? ”

"Of course I'm asking you, it's just you and me here."

Shui Qingchen inexplicably felt a trace of discomfort in his heart.

When she saw the lantern, when she threw away his crutches, when she shook his hand, she was active and full of anticipation, as if she hated to tell him everything.

Shui Qingchen thinks so.

However, she was injured and didn't say a word.

"Why don't you say it?" Shui Qingchen couldn't help but ask.

"Say?" Givenin blinked in confusion: "What to say?" ”

"You're hurt, aren't you."

Givenin's brain raced, and her eyes widened in surprise when she realized what he was talking about.

Since she left home at the age of nine, she has been injured more times than she can count.

Once, her calf was seriously injured, and the wound was faintly bone-insighted.

Sweat blurred her vision.

She lifted her chin and replied in a voice trembling with pain—

A fair duel, defeated, defeated.

Now, she didn't bleed, and her limbs twitched in pain.

Shui Qingchen was so nervous that his brows furrowed.

Givenin's heart was hot and astringent, and his eyes began to become strange, sour, hot, and blurry.

She looked at him in a daze, her eyes were a little red, the little person, staring at him confused and aggrieved, Shui Qingchen couldn't help but feel more distressed in her heart, carefully pressed her shoulder, looked for the wound, and asked in a low voice of concern:

"Does it hurt here? What about here? If I touch a wound, you cry out in pain. ”

Shui Qingchen carpet checked, repeated four times, and she still didn't shout a single word.

Shui Qingchen was surprised at first, and then, his brows became tighter and tighter.

Every time his fingers touched her place below her collarbone and above her chest, her body shuddered slightly and involuntarily.

She was injured, but she soaked in the cold river for so long, and then, she rode the lotus lantern with him, and she danced happily, she ......

A sullen breath flowed in his chest, and his emotions were slightly exposed for a moment, Shui Qingchen had habitually suppressed it, and asked lightly:

"Xiaoyin, why don't you cry out about pain?"

Ji Fanyin opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to ask, why do you want to cry out for pain?

When the words came to her lips, she met Shui Qingchen's eyes, and she keenly felt that he was angry.

But why are you angry?

Thinking and thinking, she thought of a possibility, her lips opened slightly, and her faint voice was difficult to hear:

“…… It hurts ......."

Shui Qingchen observed her expression and did not react.

Ji Fanyin's smile suddenly collapsed, revealing a pitiful expression, and tears rolled in his eyes:

"It hurts...... Don't want it if it hurts. ”

Shui Qingchen glanced at her in disbelief.

She cried out in pain, but her eyes were unusually bright.

Shui Qingchen couldn't help sighing, and found that he still didn't understand her, but he still asked worriedly:

"Where does it hurt?"

"Shoulder pain."

"Shoulder?"

"My stomach hurts too."

"Belly?" How can a stomach hurt?

Shui Qingchen was still puzzled, and saw her covering her ass again.

"My ass hurts too."

"......" Shui Qingchen stared at her speechlessly.

"There are also thighs, calves, ankles, toes, fingers, and heartaches......

Shui Qingchen suddenly felt a little throbbing pain in his temples:

"Anything else?"

Ji Fanyin bit his lip and thought carefully:

"It's gone. I've had times when I won the battle. ”

Shui Qingchen looked up in surprise and looked at her:

"When you win?"

Ji Fanyin said "um~" and raised his chin proudly:

"In the past two years, I have almost never been defeated, and it is all my share of beating people. In the first two years, I just entered the rivers and lakes, and I was only nine years old, so I naturally suffered some losses and injuries. ”

Shui Qingchen's brows slowly furrowed.

Her bright smiling face, like a needle, pricked his stomach.

That's right, it's the stomach......

My stomach hurts because I'm angry with her!

"Why didn't you just cry out in pain?" He asked.

Givenin pursed his lips and replied calmly:

"I didn't think about it."

Shui Qingchen's slender fingers, pressing on the throbbing temples:

"So you ...... now Why do you cry out about pain? ”

Givenin shrugged his shoulders, both serious and helpless:

"I think if I don't cry out in pain again, you should be angry again."

Shui Qingchen's brows twitched slightly.

He suddenly had a delusion.

There seemed to be a chasm between her and him—they couldn't communicate.

At this time, Ji Fanyin grabbed the corner of Shui Qingchen's wide sleeve and pulled it down:

"Hey, Chenchen, I'll ask you."

Shui Qingchen looked up at her, and before she could speak, she heard her helpless sigh:

"You ask."

Ji Fanyin's eyes widened in confusion, and she leaned in front of him, as if to see a reason:

"Chenchen, why are you making me cry out in pain?"

"People are flesh and blood, and when they are hurt, they will hurt, and when they hurt, they will cry out. Xiaoyin, you are injured, why do you keep holding back and not shouting? ”

Why......

Givenin asked himself in his heart.

A picture slowly emerged in her mind-

On that day, the snow had just melted, and a biting cold wind was blowing.

The person who spoke had an aura of indifference all around him.

In his eyes, there was a coldness without temperature, sharp and cold, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

His indifferent voice seems to be able to freeze people's hearts.

He said.

If you want to cry, don't let me see it, I'll try to forget, you're still a child.