Qin Siting came over, squatted down directly in front of her, and lifted her legs up: "Don't move."
Shi Nian Song: ""
I don’t dare to move if you ask me to move now. I’m already stiff, okay
When he took off his shoes and socks, Shi Niange felt that the blood all over his body was about to solidify.
She pursed her lips and tried to divert her attention to her feet. Only then did she see that there was a red patch on the front of the ankle because of a severe trip, and the ankle next to it was sprained. There is already some swelling. Although the swelling is not serious, if it is not treated in time, it will be so swollen that I will be unable to walk tomorrow morning.
Qin Siting is a medical student like her now. There is no need to go to the hospital for such a simple bruise. She saw him applying medicated oil on his hands, rubbing and heating the oil in his palms, and then covering it on Shi Niange just looked at the position of his hands and her ankles, not knowing what he was thinking.
But, I still feel that everything is worth it.
There has been almost no contact for the past six months, and we have never spoken more than ten words in total.
Although it was a shocking day today, because of the impulsiveness, I almost lost my life in his car, but fortunately he was very good at driving and stopped when he told me to stop. Fortunately, she was at the scene and could be there for him. I saw this side of him around me.
The embarrassing side
No, it's his other side.
There are thousands of good-looking boys, but it is clear through comparison whether it is the heart of a steely man or the heart of a soft little boy hidden under the gentle and jade-like appearance.
Qin Siting is a man, he is no longer a boy, he is twenty years old.
"Qin Siting, in fact, if you were more ruthless, it wouldn't matter if you just threw me on the road." Shi Niange said while looking at him: "It's still daytime, I'll just take a taxi and go home. ”
He pressed his hands on her ankles without saying anything, as if he hadn't heard anything. He had already applied the oil on her ankles, but he seemed to be afraid that her feet would be really swollen tomorrow, so he massaged her ankles for a while longer, then stood up and applied the medicinal oil to her ankles. Put it next to her hand: "Paint it on your shoulders yourself."
Shi Niange looked at the small dark brown bottle that was handed to her, and took it dumbly. Then she raised her eyes to look at him and saw that he had turned to the window, with his back to her.
Because it was winter, she wore quite thick clothes. There was a turtleneck sweater under the thick coat, and there was a pink suspender under the sweater. If she wanted to paint her shoulders, she would have to take off the sweater as well.
In fact, she didn't really want to apply it on her shoulders, but he bought all the medicinal oil. If he applied it, it would heal faster and she would suffer less.
She got up, limped into the bathroom, and then closed the bathroom door with a blushing face. After all, she believed that Qin Siting was a gentleman. After closing it, she didn't lock it inside. She went directly to the mirror and took off her coat.
The coat has a zipper on the front, which is easier to take off, but the sweater has to be taken off from the top of the head. It is a bit difficult for her to use only one hand now, and the other hand hurts because she can't lift her arm. She resisted and took off her sweater bit by bit. She lowered her head and looked at her shoulders again. It was indeed red and swollen, and it was more serious than when the female doctor came to check it at the police station just now.
She sighed secretly, applied some medicated oil on her hands, and then applied it carefully. As she applied it, she thought about how Qin Siting had just applied the medicated oil on her ankles, and then continued to apply it on herself seriously. .
A few minutes later, Shi Niange put down the small medicine bottle and picked up his clothes, but found himself in a very difficult situation.
She had just endured the pain to take off her sweater, but now it was really difficult to put it back on.
Shi Niange stood in the bathroom, struggling, until Qin Siting came and knocked on the door: "Have you painted your shoulders? There has been no sound for a long time?"
"Ah, it's already applied, that's all," Shi Niange said awkwardly, "I can't lift my shoulders, and I can't put on a sweater. Just wait for me."
After it was quiet outside for a while, Qin Siting asked, "Are you wearing clothes inside?"
Hey, although it was a very normal question, Shi Niange's ears turned red. Looking at himself in the mirror, the pink body-hugging sling was not too revealing, but after all, the two of them had never been intimate, and they were still in the hotel room. Here, if she were dressed like this and let him see her, she would always feel so ashamed.
But she really can’t put it on, and she can’t stay in the hotel up to her shoulders, right? I don’t know how many days it will take to get better, and I will definitely have to go to school tomorrow.
"I'm wearing a butt"
As soon as she finished speaking, the bathroom door suddenly opened.
Shi Niange's voice suddenly became louder in his throat, and in a blink of an eye he saw Qin Siting walking in.
He glanced at the pink suspender belt on her body, but didn't say anything. The expression on his face was as natural as if he had just seen a female classmate wearing a suspender skirt in the summer. He took the sweater in her hand and took it over. , then found the position of the cuffs and high collar, stood behind her, helped her put the sweater over her head, and then helped her lift her hands and put her arms in.
After putting on the sweater, he picked up her coat and walked out.
Shi Niange's heart was still beating irregularly. She followed him out a little numbly and saw him putting her coat on the sofa.
She looked up at him.
Qin Siting also looked back at her.
She tried hard to forget how he had just stood behind her to help her get dressed. She suppressed her racing heart and said, "I still mean that. You'd better find a quiet place now. If that doesn't work, just rest here today." , I won’t disturb you, I will go home at night.”
He looked at her hair, which was a little messy because she had just put on a sweater, and didn't respond.
Shi Niange limped towards him and stood directly in front of him: "Qin Siting, every wealthy family has different stories. The Qin family has a great business, and there must be many that are unknown to outsiders. It’s a secret, but I believe you can handle it, I won’t ask anything, and I won’t tell anyone else, but can you let me accompany you?”
She raised her hand and raised a few fingers: "I swear, I won't disturb you. I just want to watch you and accompany you here. Even if I leave now, I won't rest assured. Just let me stay here with you." Bar."
Qin Siting looked at her for a while, then suddenly raised his hand. When Shi Niange shrank his head subconsciously, his eyes stayed fixed and looked at her.
She had obviously been accidentally hit just now, and she felt a little bit shadowy.
It wasn't until his hand fell on her head and helped her smooth her messy hair that Shi Niange's heart trembled.
"Have you eaten this morning?" he asked.
Shi Niange looked at him blankly. In fact, she had already eaten, but she still subconsciously replied: "No, I'm hungry now. Do you want to eat together?"