Ning Tong remembered the matter of keeping a distance from Zhou Heng.

When they met again, Ning Tong was sitting on a white swing in the courtyard garden.

In the sea of flowers, she looked down at the book in her hand, her long eyelashes drooped, quiet and beautiful, pure and fairy.

Zhou Heng walked in, she heard the movement and saw him, and instantly jumped off the swing and ran into the house like a frightened deer.

I didn't care if the book in my hand fell to the ground.

Zhou Heng watched her walk away, picked up her book and put it on the round table next to her before entering.

As soon as he entered, Ning Yu came out of the kitchen and took Zhou Heng's arm, "Mom said that we will have dinner in a while, let's go to the restaurant first." ”

Today, Zhou Heng stayed to eat, and Shu He rarely cooked in person.

It's just that when eating, Ning Tong didn't come down, and told the maid who called her to eat in the room.

Shu He was helpless and doting, "This kid is spoiled by me, Zhou Heng, don't be weird, let's eat it ourselves." ”

Zhou Heng naturally didn't say anything, only let out a faint "um".

But in his mind, he was thinking about the scene in the garden just now, combined with this moment, was Ning Yu's sister hiding from him?

With this question in mind, in the next few days, Zhou Heng paid more attention to Ning Tong than before.

A week later, Zhou Heng determined that Ning Tong's actions were indeed because of him.

One morning, Zhou Heng came to pick up Ning Yu again.

Shu He was not at home, and after the maid invited him in, he went upstairs and called Ning Yu.

While waiting, he took a look at Ning Tong, who came in from outside.

There were only two people now, and out of politeness, Zhou Heng was about to greet Ning Tong, but Ning Tong suddenly ran towards the stairs.

She was a little flustered, and when she was about to go up the steps, she suddenly fell to the ground.

She screamed and sat on the ground with a painful look on her face, hugging her knees.

Zhou Heng stepped forward, squatted down in front of her and asked her, "Are you okay?" ”

Ning Tong's eyes were already hurting tears, and they fell down his white cheeks like broken threads, but he still didn't talk to him, just hugged his knees tightly, as if this would relieve the pain.

Zhou Heng stared at her with dark eyes for a few seconds, pulled her hand away, and went to lift the hem of her skirt, Ning Tong suddenly grabbed his hand and cried, "Don't!" ”

But he was still forcefully pushed away to a position where his knees were exposed.

I saw that a layer of skin had been broken on my knee, and blood was flowing down, and it was bruised.

Her skin was white, and her legs under her skirt were even more white and flawless, and the injuries looked a little horrible.

Ning Tong was still tugging at him to prevent him from looking, but when he saw his legs, a touch of fear crossed his eyes, and tears fell even bigger like a child in an instant.

Zhou Heng was about to say something, but she suddenly got up with her hands on the ground.

He raised his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Ning Tong finally spoke, and his choked voice said, "I have a medicine box in my room, I'm going to wrap it up." ”

She held on to the handrail of the stairs and went up, biting her lip and limping, stopping step by step, tears rolling down one by one, completely pitiful.

The Zhou family has been a noble family since their ancestors, and the family has always attached great importance to etiquette.

No matter what purpose Ning Tong avoided him for, his upbringing from childhood to adulthood made it impossible for Zhou Heng to just watch a girl go upstairs pitifully.

He stepped forward and picked her up.

Ning Tong was taken aback, but he bit his mouth tightly and didn't make a sound, just cautiously leaned on his chest and looked at him, as if he was afraid of alarming someone.

Zhou Heng carried her into her room, and there was a quiet fragrance on her face.

It's the same as the breath on her.

Ning Tong's room is a French-style princess room, with crystal chandeliers, flower arrangements on the table, a bed covered with a fluffy soft quilt, a big teddy bear on the bed, and a light gauze-like curtain in the distance.

The curtains were tightly opened, a breeze blew, the curtains fluttered gently, and the dimly lit room was inexplicably a little hazy.

Zhou Heng's footsteps paused, and a trace of hesitation crossed his eyes.

It wasn't until Ning Tong, who was still enduring the pain, raised his eyes in confusion, bit his lip and looked at him with tears in his eyes, that he continued to move forward and put Ning Tong on the sofa.

"Where's the medicine box?" He asked.

Ning Tong sat on the sofa with tears in his eyes, and pointed his hand to a certain compartment of the cabinet.

Zhou Heng took the medicine box and opened it, squatting down at her feet.

The skirt flipped up and piled up on her snow-white thighs.

Zhou Heng gently wiped away her blood, and a cotton swab dipped in the potion to disinfect her.

As soon as he touched it, Ning Tong's body suddenly tensed, his legs shrank back, he frowned tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "It hurts." ”

Zhou Heng didn't want to waste time, her big knuckled hand held her slender calf and pulled her back, and she instantly whimpered in fear, "You light." ”

That kind of voice......

Zhou Heng raised his dark eyes to look at her.

She slumped on the sofa, her thick black hair was scattered messily on her shoulders and arms, her little face was pale, her brows were frowned, and a touch of red at the end of her eyes made her innocent and a little more fragile and charming, her dark eyes were wet, the water was permeated, and the whole person looked like she had been ravaged.

And he was still clutching her legs hard.

Facing his eyes, her tearful pleading voice was so delicate that it could drip water, "Can you be lighter?" ”

Zhou Heng let out a low "um" in his voice, lowered his eyes and continued to help her disinfect.

His hands were indeed much lighter, and he prayed to prevent her from begging again.

But Ning Tong looked like he had been pampered and raised, and he had been humming and chirping quietly throughout the whole process.

When it was finally done, Zhou Heng lowered his head and exhaled imperceptibly before packing up the medicine box.

At this time, Ning Yu's voice suddenly came from the corridor outside, "Zhou Heng." ”

Zhou Hengqi lips were about to respond.

Ning Tong suddenly covered his mouth.

A soft, lightly scented hand rested on his lips.

Zhou Heng's dark eyes looked at her inquiringly, and in the dim light, she looked at him, but she didn't let go.

She seemed to be holding her breath, and her surroundings were so quiet that she could hear each other's heartbeats.

She didn't let go until Ning Yu walked away.

Zhou Heng was still half-squatting in front of her and asked, "Why?" ”

Ning Tong hesitated and whispered, "I can't tell." ”

Zhou Heng didn't understand, "What? ”

Ning Tong grabbed the sofa with his hands, looked at him pitifully with dark and moist eyes, and his voice became quieter, "Will my sister suspect that we are cheating here?" ”