Afraid of being seen and teased by Li Xiaoke and the others, Shunuan rubbed her head against the little guy again. Qingzhi naturally felt that Shunuan's eyes were wet against hers. When Shunuan finally let go of Qingzhi, Qingzhi lifted up the little guy. Face looked at her red eyes, as if asking her what was wrong.
Shu Nuan was out of breath and choked, "Mother... it hurts too much."
This was the second time Qingzhi saw Shu Nuan cry. The little guy immediately hugged Shu Nuan's scratched finger in distress, put it to his little mouth and kept blowing on it, and then clumsily and carefully helped Shu Nuan. His hand wrapped the gauze again.
"Boss, do you want to call the doctor?" This was the first time Li Xiaoke saw Shu Nuan collapse like this, and he thought she was really uncomfortable.
Ke Shunuan quickly shook his head, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, sniffed, and said in a muffled voice with some moisture: "It's okay."
She looked at Qingzhi carefully again and asked Qingzhi if he had bumped into anything. Qingzhi looked at her worriedly and shook his head.
Shu Nuan touched the little guy's head and stood up. Li Xiaoke said worriedly: "Boss, why don't you go back and rest first?"
Shunuan said "hmm" and went upstairs to take down Qingzhi's schoolbag. She was originally going to help Qingzhi hold it, but Qingzhi disliked her injured finger and refused to let her take it. The little guy carried it on his own. book bag.
On the way back, Shunuan was as usual, taking Qingzhi to buy some of the little kid's usual favorites, and then went home hand in hand with Qingzhi.
The sunset gradually filled the sky, reflecting the entire Beichuan land in a faint golden color.
Under the dusk, there were two long and short figures.
The little guy would occasionally raise his head to feed Shu Nuan and take a bite of the candied haws, but it seemed like the little guy was coaxing the adults.
After dinner, Shu Nuan stayed in the study with Qingzhi practicing calligraphy as usual until Qingzhi got sleepy. She took Qingzhi back to the house to sleep. When she came out, the night had already darkened.
The yard was quiet, and Uncle Chen had already gone to bed.
Shu Nuan sat down on the swing under the tree, stood on tiptoes, swayed gently, lowered his head, and made a new hat for Qingzhi by the light of the corridor.
She tried not to think about anything, so she went through it needle by needle.
The cold wind at night blew slowly, blowing her hair from the corner of her mouth. Shu Nuan lowered her head, tears fell on the back of her hands one by one, but she still embroidered expressionlessly.
She embroidered a peach blossom on her snow-white plush hat, stretched out her fingers to touch it, and suddenly saw her fingers wrapped in gauze, curled up slightly, and felt severe pain again.
Shu Nuan put the needle and thread on the wooden stand beside him, lowered his head and cried silently.
I can’t hate it at all.
Ji Xili and he were childhood sweethearts. Because of him, Ji Xili resisted the imperial edict and his family was implicated in being exiled to Bei Ge for four full years. No matter why he wanted to marry her, it was justified.
However, she couldn't accept it.
No matter what the reason, she couldn't accept it.
If that's the case... why would this person come back to provoke me...
He could obviously go to Ji Xili directly, he could obviously take responsibility for Ji Xili, and there was obviously no need to appear in front of him from the beginning to the end...
Why should he appear in front of himself and Qingzhi again...
And why did she ask him to wait for her...
How was she going to tell Qingzhi that the gentle uncle she liked would not come back and that her father had married someone else...