Qiao An looked at this scene and her face turned pale. She bit her lower lip and said softly: "Did you get hurt when I saved me?"

The modern dramas they filmed were without any fights. The only thing that could hurt him was the only one who was when she fell off the swing and when he picked her up, he scratched himself...

Qiao Anhao suddenly remembered that when she opened her eyes that day, Lu Jinnian looked at her eyes full of worry and panic, but his expression changed too quickly at that time, and she was a little uncertain, so she was a little confused, but she didn't dare to doubt. But now, when she saw the wound on his back, the doubt that she had been forcibly forgot by her, once again struggled to the top of her heart...

Lu Jinnian, isn’t he a little concerned about her? Otherwise, why would he sacrifice himself to save her?

Qiao Anhao's heart was in chaos. Her intuition told her that she was right, but she was afraid that she was self-indulgent. Qiao Anhao struggled for a long time in her heart, but in the end she couldn't help it. She gently raised her eyelids, looked at Lu Jinnian's side face, and asked cautiously: "Why did you save me that day?"

Lu Jinnian's fingertips trembled gently. The hand that originally wanted to pull Qiao An off, clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and finally fell back to the bed silently. After a long time of silence, he closed his eyes and covered all the emotions in his eyes. He spoke in a light tone and said, "If you really have a few shorts in my crew, I can't explain to Xu Jiamu."

Why should I save her? He likes her so much, how could he watch her get hurt in front of him?

He thought that the most sad thing in the world was this. He obviously cared about her and was so desperate, but he could only find a reasonable excuse to make himself seem so careless.

It turned out that he saved her because Brother Jiamu... Qiao Anhao was not disappointed, but he still calmly said "Oh" and said that he knew.

Lu Jinnian didn't say anything.

After a while of silence, Qiao Anhao remembered the purpose of her coming here. She looked at the wound behind Lu Jinnian and wanted to reach out to touch it, but she was afraid that it would hurt him. Finally, she retracted her fingers and asked in a slight tone: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Jinnian grabbed the bedding with a little force.

Does it hurt very much?

What a simple five words, but for him, it was a luxury that he had always longed for.

Because I had bone marrow transplant surgery when I was young, my body has always been weaker than ordinary people. After my mother passed away, a child in his teens could not take care of himself. He often caught a cold and a fever. When he went to the clinic, he saw children of the same age, all of whom were cared for by his parents, and he was always alone.

At that time, I was young and wanted to be cared for. Although my mother repeatedly told him that the father's Xu family had nothing to do with him, he still had a fever again and ran to the door of the Xu family's office building to squat and wait for his father. He thought that he would get his father's care a little bit when he was sick. Oh, it wasn't because he was willing to look at him. He supported his seriously ill body and waited for a long time. Finally, he waited for his father. But before he could speak a word, his father frowned and asked with a gloomy face: "Who is allowed to come here? Let me go!"
Chapter completed!