Lu Jingchen, who had been listening to the sounds in the bathroom with his ears pricked up, suddenly froze as he thought of something.
He didn't even notice Song Qingyou sitting next to him.
It wasn't until the fragrance of gardenia came from the tip of his nose that he came back to his senses.
Lu Jingchen turned her head and looked at Song Qingyou, who was looking at him curiously, with a hint of softness in her eyes.
“It’s washed” After Lu Jingchen finished speaking, he sat up straight, took the towel from Song Qingyou's hand very naturally, and wiped her hair.
"I've already blown it."
Lu Jingchen's actions made Song Qingyou's eyes soften and she couldn't help but whisper.
Song Qingyou's hair, which was previously smooth and slightly curly, was cut to shoulder length due to being in a coma for a year, making it much easier to take care of than before.
She had already blow-dried her hair in the bathroom just now, but she was just not used to blow-drying her hair too much.
"Although it's summer now, you've just recovered, so you'd better be careful."
Hearing this, Song Qingyou smiled slightly, put his arms around Lu Jingchen's lean waist, and looked up at him.
"What were you thinking about so deeply?"
After hearing Song Qingyou's words, Lu Jingchen's hand movements paused slightly, and then he coughed dryly.
"I didn't think anything of it."
Lu Jingchen didn't dare to say what he just thought about.
If he really said it, he didn't know how he would be despised by Song Qingyou.
"real" Song Qingyou glanced at Lu Jingchen suspiciously, her picturesque face full of disbelief.
"Um."
Lu Jingchen responded in a low voice and looked away with evasive eyes, not looking into Song Qingyou's eyes.
Seeing Lu Jingchen's evasive eyes, Song Qingyou was slightly startled, but she did not continue to ask.
Instead, she reached out and pulled off the towel in his hand and looked at him steadily.
"Lu Jingchen, don't you have anything to say to me?"
This week, Song Qingyou has been waiting, waiting for Lu Jingchen to take the initiative to speak, but during this period, Lu Jingchen was not only taking care of her, but also taking care of the children, and had no intention of saying anything to her.
"Um" Lu Jingchen looked at Song Qingyou in confusion, and then asked in confusion.
"Should I have anything to say to you?"
After Lu Jingchen finished speaking, he frowned and thought carefully.
After thinking for a long time, I still didn't think of what he had to say to Song Qingyou.
Seeing the confusion on Lu Jingchen's face, Song Qingyou couldn't help but bury her face in his arms and sighed in a low voice.
"Don't you think I'm selfish?"
A year ago, because she wanted to escape Ye Guanqing's death, she did not consider him or her children, and selfishly chose to stay in a coma for a year.
This year, no one needed to say anything, she could imagine how hard Lu Jingchen had been and how disappointed he was in her.
This year, Lu Jingchen not only had to manage the company and take care of the children, but also worried about whether she would wake up every day.
But she would only escape selfishly, living in her own world and turning a blind eye to his efforts.
These days, she has been waiting for Lu Jingchen to take the initiative to ask why she had the heart to ignore him and the child and sleep for so long.
However, Lu Jingchen always acted as if nothing happened and took great care of her as always.
"I don't think so."
Lu Jingchen replied without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jingchen lowered his head and kissed Song Qingyou's forehead gently, recalling every bit of this time, he couldn't help but whisper
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