Ning Ziqian's calm and gentle voice added a bit of coldness.
"It's so late, why haven't you left yet?"
Xia Mengying still lowered her head and covered her face with her hair. Although she no longer had any image in front of Ning Ziqian, she still didn't want him to see her in such a miserable state.
"The injury on your face before was also your father--"
Before Ning Ziqian finished speaking, Xia Mengying suddenly raised her head and interrupted him, "He has never hit me before." Xia Mengying explained, "Although he made a mistake, as a daughter, I
What she said, as well as her tone and attitude were very bad, which made him angry."
Xia Mengying twitched the corner of her mouth, originally wanting to pretend to smile indifferently, but she didn't expect that it would hurt the wound, and she couldn't help but frown.
Although I was very disappointed with Xia Dahai and felt aggrieved and wanted to complain, I still didn't want to tarnish his image in front of outsiders.
Seeing her defending Xia Dahai, Ning Ziqian pursed his lips slightly and said nothing more.
"Let me see your face."
Ning Ziqian's eyes were deep and he took two steps forward quickly. Xia Mengying felt her waist tighten, and her whole body was hugged by Ning Ziqian. She opened her mouth slightly and looked up at Ning blankly.
When Ziqian came back to her senses, the hair on the left side had been pulled away, and Ning Ziqian was staring at her face, with those deep eyes that were unpredictable and seemed to be distressed.
"It'll be fine in a few days."
Xia Mengying was a little embarrassed to be looked at by Ning Ziqian, so she struggled in his arms. Xia Mengying's skin was fair and delicate, and she looked like a porcelain doll without makeup. She was not in good spirits these days, and she looked like a porcelain doll.
His face was very pale, and the marks on his five fingers looked like blood marks.
Yes, there was blood on the corner of her mouth, which was a bit scary. Her eye circles were also red, and the tears in her eyes were stubbornly holding back, but they just refused to come out. Her pitiful appearance made people feel distressed. Ning Ziqian used a little force to break free.
Xia Mengying fell directly into his arms.
"Does it hurt? If you want to cry, just cry."
Xia Mengying leaned into Ning Ziqian's arms and nuzzled gently. Not knowing where to put her hands, she hesitated for a long time and gradually hugged Ning Ziqian.
"Does it hurt?"
At this time, the person who cared about her like this made her feel warm and secure. It hurt a lot, her face hurt, and her heart hurt even more. But now, she felt warm in her heart, not like just now.
Uncomfortable.
Tears welled in Xia Mengying's eyes. She bit her lip and sniffed hard. After a long time, she raised her head from Ning Ziqian's arms, with a faint smile on her pale face.
"When I came back, I had already cried secretly."
Xia Mengying held Ning Ziqian's hand and pretended to be relaxed and laughed softly. Seeing that Ning Ziqian didn't respond, Xia Mengying felt a little embarrassed, "Isn't it very cold?"
She also thought the joke was quite cold.
Although she felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry happily, at this moment, she stubbornly allowed herself to endure it.
Crying, tears, what is the use?
"I'll find someone to take care of your wounds."
"No need." Xia Mengying was really embarrassed to trouble Ning Ziqian anymore.
"Are you going to go in and see Auntie like this?"
Xia Mengying looked at Ning Ziqian and gradually let go of his hand. Ning Ziqian turned around. Before he had taken a few steps, Xia Mengying looked at his leaving back and suddenly ran after him, hugging him from behind.
Ning Ziqian's waist.
Ning Ziqian's footsteps paused, and Xia Mengling, who was holding him, obviously felt his body stiff. Xia Mengyu thought Ning Ziqian was unwilling, but she refused to release her hand because she was worried that she was worried about
Ning Ziqian would break free as she just now, she kept tightening her hands holding Ning Ziqian.
"Can you wait for someone to find someone? Let me stay with me for a while, okay?"
Xia Mengying's face was posted with Ning Ziqian's back, and the voice of talking was very light, but she begged.
Although Fang Jingyi and Xia Dahai's divorce is already on the board, Fang Jingyi is inevitable to resent Xia Dahai for this reason, but Xia Mengling is unwilling to see this resentment because he deepen himself.
It's still numb now. She can't wait for Xia Hai's imprint on her face to disappear in an instant, but she is even more scared. She is afraid that she will stay in this empty corridor.
Echoing in the corridor, as if the huge world is only one person left, the feeling, for her, it is really terrible.
Now, she just thinks about it simply, and someone is with her. As long as this can be.
Ning Ziqian bowed his head, Xia Mengying's hand on his waist was entangled in his ten fingers. Her voice was light, but it may be because he was too close. He felt that his chest was shocked because of this sentence. His
Holding Xia Mengling firmly with a big palm, he slowly said, "Okay."
Then, he heard Xia Mengling's low laughter. Although he was not brisk when he first met, it was pleasant.
Ning Ziqian was straight and stood still. Xia Mengling leaned on his back, but felt that he was extremely greedy for such a warm and solid reliance. If he wanted to lean on this way, the two kept this posture.
Then, then
"Ning Ziqian, will you despise your parents' divorce children?"
For a long time, Xia Mengling broke the silence. At this moment, she suddenly cared about Ning Ziqian.
"No." Ning Ziqian did not hesitate to answer any hesitation, because she was worried about the twisted eyebrows.
"Sorry in the morning, sorry, if you say that you are unhappy, can I take it back now?"
"Yes." He didn't have a short -term loss in his heart because he was unhappy because he was unhappy.
"If you know you a few days ago, I won't say that." She was just afraid of being hurt by Xia Xiaoxue and Qi Zhiming.
"I know."
Ning Ziqian's answer, simple words, his tolerance made Xia Mengling feel moved.
"Ning Ziqian, thank you."
Xia Mengying's face was posted with Ning Ziqian's back, gently stunned, solemnly.
Fang Jingyi waited for several hours in the ward. She had never seen Xia Mengling back. Ning Ziqian never returned. She couldn't help but start to worry, because the mobile phone was not found by her.
People, the door of the ward just opened, she saw the two people hugged in the corridor at a glance. The orange light was sprinkled on them.
She stood in place dullly and looked at them. Mengmeng seemed to be really dependent on this boy. She didn't know whether it was good or bad, but now, there is such a steady and careful man around the dream of Mengmeng.
With her, she really rest assured a lot.
The worry and anxiety on Fang Jingyi's face gradually disappeared, replaced by calmness and relief. She smiled, turned back to the ward, and closed the door softly.