Song Qingyou said nothing along the way.
At this time, she was not as indifferent as usual.
She was just trapped in the dead silence of memories.
Her eyes were empty and lifeless, and her fingers were clenched tightly, leaving deep marks on her white palms.
Didn't even realize it.
"Be gentle."
Lu Jingchen frowned at Song Qingyou and said to the nurse who was applying medicine.
Then he opened Song Qingyou's tightly clenched hand and placed it in his own palm.
The nurse looked at the distressed man beside him, said nothing, and continued to apply the medicine, but her movements were gentler and slower.
After the nurse finished applying the medicine, she handed Lu Jingchen some antiseptic and swelling medicine and reminded: "The injury on the face was caused by being scratched by metal.
When you go back, remember to disinfect before applying medicine, three times a day, as little as possible."
Avoid water and spicy food, it may take about a week to recover.”
Then he couldn't help but say: "It's normal to have conflicts between male and female friends, but you can't do anything to your girlfriend.
Such a well-behaved girl, if you don't pay attention when you go back, your face will be ruined."
He obviously seems to like the little girl, but I really don’t understand how conflicted he is to hit her.
After all, he is a young man and is easily impulsive.
Lu Jingchen heard the nurse's words and whispered: "I understand, thank you."
Lu Jingchen looked at Song Qingyou with hollow eyes and a red and swollen face, and her heart was full of heartache.
He couldn't help but lowered his body, held her petite and thin body in his arms, and said in her ear: "Song Qingyou, I don't know what you have experienced before.
No matter what, it doesn’t matter.
Everyone has their own way to go, whether it is joy or pain, it will become an irreplaceable part of life, but that is a thing of the past.
If you want, Lu Jingchen’s shoulders can help you.
Unrestrained reliance, if you are willing, Lu Jingchen can be your strong support in the future. " Lu Jingchen's deep voice came to her ears, and Song Qingyou couldn't help but put her arms around his waist, rest her head on his shoulder, and gently closed her eyes.
When people are vulnerable, what they long for most is a warm embrace and broad shoulders, which can soothe low emotions and make people feel warm and stable.
And Lu Jingchen's embrace was warm enough.
Looking at the woman who stayed quietly in his arms, fragile and well-behaved, tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes, seeping into her skin through her suit and sweater, burning Lu Jingchen's heart.
Although there are very few girls around Lu Jingchen, he has met quite a few.
Xiao Lingyue, the one he is most familiar with, always likes to smash things at home when he is sad to relieve the tension. vent.
I have never met someone like Song Qingyou, who just shed tears quietly without saying a word, but it made people even more distressed and uncomfortable.
"Lu Jingchen, thank you."
After Song Qingyou calmed down, she raised her head and thanked Lu Jingchen softly.
Lu Jingchen stood up straight and reached out to rub Song Qingyou's soft hair without answering.
The last thing he needed was her gratitude and gratitude.
"Beep, beep, beep."
The cell phone in her bag suddenly rang.
When Song Qingyou saw that it was Gu Rou, she answered it directly.
"mom."
"Yuyou, have you seen the person your Aunt Mei introduced to you?"
Gu Rou was afraid that Song Qingyou wouldn't be able to let go and would run away, so she called to test him out.
"I saw you."
Song Qingyou didn't expect Gu Rou to ask this, and glanced at Lu Jingchen beside her, feeling a little embarrassed.
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